Never Forgotten

For all that I had
For all that I have now lost
For the joy of you in my life
For the lessons your life has taught me
I will remember you


NEVER FORGOTTEN.

David James Jones, I miss you so much Dada, I miss your smile and your laugh and have so many beautiful memories of you. You where a good Dad, an honest and loving Dad. Miss you so very much.You taught me endurance, protection,defence and to believe in myself. Your creativity, your art, your love for us was limitless. I miss you more each year as it passes and think of you often.


David Carlton Jones, my baby Bro'. Oh Sunshine I do miss you. There are still idiots out there Bro, still carping about 'our' relationship. Idiots with no understanding 'we are blood' end of :) I will find the forest sweetheart promise...when I do then I will bring you home. I still have that letter , still have your art and your music. The heart of you is in the sounds you loved. I miss you so very much, but I am keeping to the dream bro...we'll get there eventually.


Aunt Sal,my little Auntie Sal. With your size 3 feet and the most beautiful smile. I am so touched by what was revealed to me when you had left us. I am glad your with Dad now and Grandma. I will miss you more as time goes by but keep those knees warm eh :). I hope your with Aunt Bertha and Uncle Jim, they where always so sweet. Never forgotten , remembered with love.The sweetest and most gentle of my relatives.


Great Grandma Fisher, my tiny Gran. I was too young to understand how and why you left us. Okay you where 98 years old but so full of beans Grandma, I adored you but at 11 years old my first wailing cry was that you couldn't die before my birthday...makes me smile at my young self and all that selfishness at that age. I loved the way you would look over your glasses at me....Mum does the same thing now. I can still see your face in my minds eye. I am pleased by that memory so much. Thank you Grandma, for being just who you where.Your life was a total inspiration, from your working life right through to the old Archbishop calling you a great lady...you where, you still are in my heart.


Grandad Morrison, Polish your head for sixpence Grandad ? hee hee. Miss you so much Grandad you where a gentleman. I have good thoughts of you in my mind.

Uncle Phil,you 'bugger!' what you doing eh? still trying to escape ? even heaven ? haha , oh Uncle Phil I know so much more about you now, I wish we could have talked more, your stories always did fill me with delight. Love you, you divil. I was amazed when I discovered how much you had been decorated in the war, you had us all in stitches time and again...but you never spoke of the dark things you survived. I know your son is with you now Uncle Phil. May you have found your peace now my dear man.

Aunt Freda. I know you are happy now Aunty Fre. Your with your beloved and that's truly all you really wanted I know. I know you can see the truth too...so I hope you can chat to your granddaughter and heal the wounds.

Aunt Peggy, You where the first person I ever knew and loved to die. I know your with Alf now and I understand how painful your life was but I still remember my honey butty :) Your daughter is one of the most truly beautiful women I have ever met. As beautiful inside as she is outside. I love her very much and her family.I am so grateful to you, you inspired me to cope with so much. I never heard a moments whining from you, wheelchair or not, you carried on and smiled.

Uncle John.sorry Uncle John but you really did remind me of Arthur Askey...except you where a gentleman to the core, very much like Grandad. I remember the one armed sofa with gleeful mischief...you certainly had a sense of humour.

Aunt Peg, well I finally met you and Aunt Clara and Aunt Joan. Dads little sisters. I still remember each of you and Valerie. All gone on but each of you told me of Dad as a child, you gave me insight to the complexity and the loving heart of my Dad. Good thoughts and pleasant memories. I can see you all in my minds eye, you always held Dad in good thought and I love that you loved him so. I know when you all finally got to see Grandma again you would have rejoiced , I am pleased for you all.

Grandma Jones I never met you. I know you where a Book Binder and very poorly, I know Grandad was not an ideal man but I also know you loved and loved with all your heart. I revere your memory and your lineage. One day I will go back to Tryffannon and find my roots I promise.

I remember Grandad Jones, I remember you old man, I remember and one day we will meet again...I look forwards to it, I hope you have found forgiveness and understanding. I hope Grandma has forgiven you old man. I have yet to do so. It is a difficult journey but I will keep trying. You taught me a thing or two just by being who you where, but I remember .We will meet one day, we have things to sort out between us. As to you Uncle Billy, you there old man ? whatever went on between you all is over now, I hope you and Dad found your peace and I hope you can find forgiveness to Grandad for his ways.

There are other things crowding into my mind now, thoughts and memories, hopes and dreams, fears and hurts all jumbled together.

You where my family, I loved each of you with all my heart. As a child you cared for me, defended me, loved me unconditionally. As an adult you where my inspiration, my guides and my true friends. We have suffered much between us yet the joys of you in my life is worth the pain I feel of your loss for without you I would have been so much the poorer.


If I could bring you all home to me again I would do so. Many of us miss each and every one of you for so many reasons, mostly the simple fact we loved you. Yet we cannot bring you home to us except in memory.

I remember my cousin, only a babe in arms burned to death in a caravan fire and her sister killed in a road accident. Your parents loved you and where affected by your loss in their lives so deeply. I can imagine no pain worse than being forcibly held back from going to try and rescue an infant and having to watch with and listen with horror to their death. My heart goes to your parents and to you for such a cruel demise.The pain spread across us all. I missed knowing either of you and yet feel that connection and have love for you all.

I remember Claire who at 7 years of age crossed the road without looking and died instantly. Your death affected all of my family from the smallest child to us, the parents. Rest in peace love.

I remember Roger dying sandwiched between the bodies of his parents as they tried to protect him from the raging inferno of an aeroplane crashed on the runway. David in particular was deeply affected by the death of his friend. Found together you are in spirit together.

I remember little Emma, dying in a smoke filled room, just four years old. I remember your smile my little friend.I feel privileged to have known you, to have seen you the night before you left us. keep dancing my little ballerina, keep dancing and smiling that beautiful smile.

I remember Jackie , just seventeen and lost so easily,your loss in our lives touched us deeply. I will always remember you dancing, your lovely eyes lit up with laughter. Goth and proud of it.We shared our pain my little friend, John and John crying for so long, Joanne still hurting for your loss. We smile at your memory my dear girl.

I remember Jeff (Geoff) such a loving heart who made a sacrifice few would understand but I remember you with pride my friend.Your parents where devastated, your sisters so devoted, so hurt. The poem they wrote for you is still with me. I love your picture. I think of you often. I haven't forgotten what you asked of me love, if i can, I will do what you asked.

I remember Lynne my friend and guide when I began Nursing all those years ago and later a true friend as a young mother...how tragic the loss of you is, how sad and how I do regret having lost touch with you my dear girl. I will always remember 'that' frock and our night at Wigan Casino...thank you for that friendship, those kind and honest words.

I remember Jan so bright, so bubbly, always living at breakneck speed, always so vibrant. I miss your smile, I miss your humour.At least you left us memorably Jan, but it was a shock to lose you in our world.

I remember my cousin Jack who has lost his lovely wife and both of his sons in tragedy and who has now, after many years found happiness once again. Though I never met your lost family I pay my respect to your loss and your new found joy. She can never take the place of those who have gone before us, but she can and does ease the pain and the loneliness with her loving heart.


There are those I remember such as Sue, a lovely lass, my school friend, gone in the blink of an eye with still so much to give. How extraordinary that we met forty years after school and had such a lovely afternoon together, gone within weeks of that I treasure the memory very much.


I remember my neighbour Peter whose death was a dreadful agonising travesty. I do not regret my part in your world and remember you and your lady wife with great fondness. Your kindness and your dignity are remembered and your determination not to let your wife see the agony you where in is something I will never forget. Your lady wife, gloves and hat :) I remember fondly.

I remember Mr and Mrs Twist, there are uncomfortable and hurtful thoughts here but I honour your memory for there where times when we where good neighbours .

I remember my old friend Mrs Farnhall, oh you did delight in the goings on in the street. Your bed stood in state in the living room bow window. I remember Mrs Farnall "I'm being candid" and I remember Moira with her wonderful letters I have kept them, and the cards and so many kindnesses and consideration. Sadly missed and gratefully remembered both of you.

I remember not the name, but the sound of a mans voice on an aeroplane...'right men, lets rock and roll' he gave his life and those of his fellow passengers in true sacrifice. His death reminds me that sometimes it is a life given willingly for the good of others.

I remember the sound of the Chinese man who had telephoned his wife to say he loved her, was dying on a sandbank on the very shores of England, a poor man who worked all the hours he could to send home money to his very poor family...betrayed by one of his own countrymen he drowned.Many of his countrymen drowned too. I remember this with great sadness for them all.
I remember the horror of the Tsunami and finding myself with a lovely family the Plevins, instead of drunkenness and silly games on a New Years Eve the head of the family Russ asked us all to think of those who had lost their lives and I remember being touched by his simplicity and the sharing of that moment for all those people who had died.

I remember my childhood days with joy, free, English and able to speak my language because millions upon millions of people had died during WW2 to preserve my freedom and the horrors of the Holocaust. I remember my Uncles who could not discuss the war without breaking down, Sailor, Soldier, Airman and Homegaurd they are in my heart Uncles and Aunts, Cousins and Family Friends. I am grateful to them for my freedom.

One day we will meet again, in the great Halls of Light and Love. So many different religious beliefs, so many different ways of living and yet we will one day all be one in light and in love.


I see my Ancestors

Back to the beginning

They call to me

They bid me dwell with them

In love and Light

We will be together again.

Sam Hain or All Hallows is also My New Year and thus a chant is that which I end this my All Hallows Eulogy to my loved and lost family and friends.


Beat the Drum and Chant the way
Hear the heartfelt words i say
This year may we renew the earth
Give way to past and seek rebirth
Let it begin with each step we take
let it begin with the chains we break

I break the chains of the past, I deliver my memories to the light and love of my beloved friends and family whom I have lost to the next realm. May all that I do this new year be guided by Light, may my words and actions be rooted in light and may that which is caused by me be supported by light. Hail the Light, may my light never fade.

Jehra