Wiltshire Life Magazine - Free Issue Online!

We have heard from Georgie Green, the Editor of Wiltshire Life magazine, who says:

Wiltshire Life, a subscription based magazine, has  been the county magazine for Wiltshire for more than 70 years ‘one magazine, one county’ and so during this Easter period we would like to offer everyone in the county access to a digital version of our latest issue of the magazine without having to pay. This is a small gesture, which we hope will provide some connection to the outside world during these troubling times.

To access the magazine, lease use this link:

https://delta.exacteditions.com/room/wiltshirelife/issue?Expires=1587631024&KeyId=eki_D38-3Cev0e_--B5Ilx-dCw&Signature=3b1ce047c96a7d291c59545e8c3dac3bd89d9080

JM

St Mary's Pastoral Letter: Week 2

Is it really only the start of week two? This time of fearful uncertainty and world pandemic - haven’t we been here for months already? How will we keep going for another month or three or more?

Over the last few days, I have heard that rainbows are appearing in the windows of houses. Beautiful symbols of hope.

The picture here comes courtesy of Arthur Fower, my Great Nephew. Huge thanks to him!  He sent it by post to my Dad who is currently living with us, and it really brightened his day.

People are being encouraged to show this symbol of hope in the windows of their homes. A sign of light shining in the darkness, even in what can be described as the darkest of times, for our nation and our world. I have put this picture in the Rectory Window. Maybe we could all do something similar?

When I see a real rainbow it always makes me smile, lifts my spirits and encourages me. A real and living symbol of hope.  For in these days when it can feel like all is lost, when all is strange, when we are afraid or anxious, when hope is hard to cling to; a rainbow of hope is what we need. The symbol of God’s everlasting covenant of love with God’s people. The symbol which helps us to recall that God will never abandon us, that God journeys with us through the fear, the pain, the anxiety and the joys.

My hope has also been renewed by the number of volunteers that have stepped forward to help in the Potterne Good neighbours scheme. You really are doing a fantastic job!  I have had a number of heartfelt thank you messages from our community.


So dear friends THANK YOU,  continue to care for each other, to make that phone call, send that letter or email or have that facetime, zoom or WhatsApp conversation. Continue to pray, knowing that you are held in the loving arms of our God who hears our prayers. Continue to be community, although all around us is strange. Continue to hope, for God’s love and light are everlasting.

With love Rev Ali x

 

Visiting the Commonwealth Cemetery in Korea

 

Visiting the Commonwealth Cemetery in Korea

Submitted by Dennis Willmott – A Korean War veteran on his experience of visiting the Commonwealth cemetery in Korea - 46 years after the end of the war

Dennis Willmott is a member of the Potterne RBL Branch and has served in Korea after joining the Armed Forces in 1950 when he was 18 years old. Although after the end of the war Dennis vowed never to return in Korea again, in 1999 he visited Korea and in particular the Commonwealth cemetery in Pusan. In his own words, Dennis explains how this was a memorable experience as he visited the graves of his fellow soldiers and friends. Dennis also paid tribute to all the young men, with whom he fought alongside, who were deprived of the opportunity to live the life that he is so grateful to have lived so far.

Left image: DJW (Dennis J Willmott) “Happy Valley” 1951

Right image: DJW on right with friend (then & now)

Photo Credit: Dennis Willmott

“I was too young for the Second World War but I was just in time for its sequel, The Korean War. In 1950 when it started, I was 18 and a regular soldier serving in The East Surreys, the Regiment that my Father had fought with in “The Great War”.

Being young, adventurous and stupid I volunteered for active service but in those post WWII days one had to be 19 years old before becoming eligible to kill and to be killed. I became 19 on July 10th 1951 and set sail with The Royal Norfolk Regiment on the trooper Empire Orwell in August of that year. Six weeks later we arrived in Pusan and one week after that we relieved the “Royal Ulster Rifles” and were up “The Sharp End”.

One year and one appalling winter later I set sail from Korea “The Land of the Morning Calm” vowing never to return. However, in 1999, through the kindness and gratitude of the people of Korea I, together with a number of Australian, British, Canadian and New Zealand comrades did return and I am grateful for that privilege.