Jane
Many of you will be aware of the opening line from one of the songs in The Sound of Music – ‘How do we solve a problem like Maria?’ and we have a similar problem here this afternoon –‘How do we solve a problem like Jane?’ and it is a very real problem as we struggle to do justice to her life in such a short period. A life so full and vital, a life that was lived, a life full of so many emotions, how do we start to do justice to such life? Well, in the first instance it is to Jane herself we must turn for inspiration. One of her great strengths was the invitations, the welcome she extended to so many people, ‘come and see’ she would say, ‘come and see what I’ve been doing, come and see what I’ve made, come and see what I’ve brought, just come and see.’ And so, through Jane I want to invite you now to come and join, come and share, come and share all of those wonderful memories you have of her. I’ve known her for just nine years. Many of you will have known her for much longer but that does not matter, come and bring all of those memories and put them with what I have to say and make a rich mix, as rich as the cakes she made, (and she was a tremendous cook) and that way we will get somewhere near to solving our problem here this afternoon and doing justice to the life of Jane. Come and see….
Jane was born towards the end of World War Two. She was nomadic in those early days before ending up in one of the new houses built in St. Michael’s Close. In 1949 she started school in a Nissan Hut which had two characteristics, one an outside loo and two, it abutted a field which was occupied by a bull. Should not have been a problem accept Jane had a red cardigan and was terrified of going the loo! 1951 was to be a milestone in Jane’s life although at that time it didn’t really register. She moved to the new St. Michael’s Primary School where there was a young man call Ged. However, according to Ged, this made little difference because they were in different classes. But chance, or was it fate, meant they both went on to the Robert Pattinson School and they passed in the corridor. However it was in that place where so many relationships flourish, the local youth club, that things really started to move! Jane had been successful at school leaving with a clutch of ‘O’ levels and worked at the National Provincial Bank and things progressed from the youth club to a Bank ‘bit of a do’ and, to use Ged’s words, ‘we sort of rolled on from there.’ They were married in 1967 and moved straight to Whitby where they lived in a third floor flat and they made many friends there. It was quite hard for Jane going up and down three flights of stairs but when they next moved it was to a house with four flights of stairs! Jane supported Ged in his business and presented him with two children, Catherine and David. You will know they ended up in Hallmark House which was to be their home for the next 39 years.
Jane was a people person and I can hear her again urging us ‘what have you got to tell me then’, ‘what’s the news’ or even ‘what’s the gossip!’ None of this was malicious, she genuinely was interested in people and how she could help them. She was a great problem solver, people would pour out their hearts to her, she had a great listening ear and if it was a technical problem the call went up ‘GED! Ged will sort it out for you!’ I heard it said that Jane wanted to be a missionary but was unsuccessful. I believe that Jane, in her own way, was very much a true missionary. So many facets to Jane’s character, Jane the welcome, Jane the wife and mother in those early years, Jane the missionary and then Jane the encourager. ‘Oh go on, have you tried this, it’s really good’ or ‘go on, treat yourself’ and that encouragement extended even to match making, ‘go on, I’ve got just the girl for you!’ When I first met Jane some nine years ago it was when I came to cover Roland’s holiday. He said could you do the 8.30 and the 10.00 somebody will provide you with breakfast. Jane was at the 8.30 and she said ‘you’re coming to us for breakfast, I do the full monty!’ When I replied I was a diabetic and would only need a cup of coffee she said ‘so am I and it’s never worried me!’
We need to understand that Jane was a great character, a great wit but also a great worker. She was immersed in the life of this Church; joining the PCC, becoming Treasurer and then Church Warden alongside Frank Hopkins. That gave her a problem simply because Frank had been her headmaster and could she really call him Frank? Of course she could and she did. The priest here at that time was John Jacobs and in a message to Peter Carlsson John said ‘the world was a better place because Jane was in it’. Church life was full and hectic, Sunday Services, House Groups Meetings and social events, you name it Jane was there. Outside the parameters of the Church she included the village in her life, prompter for the Waddington Dramatic Society and her last social position was Secretary for Sharon’s Christmas Dinner Group. As I’ve said she was a great cook (Pat Carlsson speaks of the largest lemon meringue pie she has ever seen), knitter (Ged said I wish she would get silencers for her needles) she was an avid reader, she loved shopping and racing around Sainsbury’s on her mobility scooter and so it goes on.
In amongst all of this she continued to be a wife, mother, grandmother and great grandmother and holidays were taken in the camper van to Arran, Skye and many trips closer to home. They also went to Disney Land Paris but not in the Camper van!
There is, of course, much, more and this is where Jane’s invitation for you to use your memories will come in when we have a moment in the silence shortly but first I need to return to the complex character that was and is Jane. Jane was devoted to Ged and her children Catherine and David and she was dealt a body blow when Catherine died of cancer at the age of just 33. In one way she never recovered from that tragedy and perhaps it was the underlying cause for many of Jane’s own illness but you would never have known. She went on living her life, loving the grandchildren and being the Jane that you loved, laughed and cried with or, perhaps, the Jane who irritated you but the Jane you could not ignore.
Ged has asked me to thank you all for the sharing such love and support with him and it is to Ged that I need to leave the last words. He simply said ‘she was a great lass, thank you Jane for your support’. I don’t think I can add to that and so we respond to her invitation, come in and share, as we share our memories of Jane in a moments quiet with your God……….
…….and so we give thanks to God for the life of Jane, have we succeeded in doing justice to her life here on earth? Possibly not but as we approach this time of Christmas I leave you with God’s promise to us all expressed in Charles Welsley’s great carol ‘mild he lays his glory by, born that man no more may die, born to raise the sons of earth born to give them second birth’. Charles Wesley knew nothing about politically correct language but I know I can say ‘born that Jane no more may die, born to give her second birth’. We give thanks for that second birth she is experiencing now in the arms of our heavenly Father. Amen
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