Philip Shard (70-75) died in hospital on May 31, 2017 after being struck by lightning May 27 while playing a round of golf at the Fynn Valley Golf Club near Ipswich, Suffolk. Fellow players and paramedics tried desperately to resuscitate him after he collapsed on the course and his heart stopped beating. He was rushed by road ambulance to the critical care unit at Ipswich Hospital but could not be saved.
Phil, an IT consultant aged 60, had only recently joined Fynn Valley GC. He was a married father-of-two and had four grandchildren. In a statement his family said: “Philip was a kind and loving gentleman, husband, father, grandpa and friend who will be sorely missed by all.”
According to a report on the Daily Mail Online, his daughter Elizabeth Griggs added: “Dad was very loud, made an impression on everyone he met and made friends easily. He had a joke for everyone. He would help anyone who was in need, and always had time to see his family, especially his grandchildren whom he adored. He always enjoyed doing artistic projects, whether it be designing his garden, or sitting patiently with the grandchildren to draw and do crafts.
A full obituary will appear later.
Captain David Hart (49-52) died in New Zealand on June 20, 2017 at his home with his family. He was 82. His funeral was held on June 26 in St. John’s Church, Beach Street, Waikouaiti near Dunedin followed by a private cremation.
David joined Port Line in April, 1952 and obtained his Second Mate’s Ticket in 1955. The same year he was appointed Junior 3rd Officer. In 1960 he obtained his Master’s Ticket. He was appointed to command in March, 1967 and became Assistant Marine Superintendent, Port Line, in London in September 1967. He resumed command of m.v. Port Lyttleton on the inception of the Blue Star Port Line Management Company in 1968 and later commanded m.v. Port Adelaide.
In June, 1970 he became Assistant Marine Superintendent Blue Star Port Line [Management Company] first in Wellington then Auckland, New Zealand. In 1975 he joined the Shipping Corporation of New Zealand as South Island Manager of the Container Services Division based in Port Otago. Later he became Manager of Port Otago.
Richard Givan (57-60) writes: “I sailed with David twice in the early 1960s, and, reflecting some of the of the tributes that have been posted, he was an extremely competent deck officer, eventually Master, was unflappable and was always available for advice – a thorough gentleman.”
Lionel Stephens adds: “David Hart was one of three brothers who attended the Nautical College. His twin brother John Hart (49-52) also went into the Port Line before joining Cunard. An older brother Frank Hart (48-50) became the Deputy Harbour Master in Melbourne, Australia. An unusual family who all went to sea.”
Cliff Bragg (46-49) who died in Johannesburg, South Africa on May 13th, 2017 aged 85, was for many years the OP Society Rep in Port Elizabeth. He is survived by his wife Beryl, his son Philip and his two daughters Caroline Bragg and Nicola Contival. At Cliff’s request a wake was held at the Sundowner Pub & Grill in the suburb of Randburg – “a very convivial occasion of which Cliff would definitely have approved” in the words of Shaun Maynard (60-64), the OP Rep in Johannesburg, who attended the memorial service held on May 19th at Doves Chapel, Randburg.
Shaun writes: “Cliff was at the NCP until 1949 when he joined Union Castle. He stayed with the line for all his seagoing career, gaining command around 1963-65. After coming ashore, he became Union Castle’s marine superintendent in Durban. Throughout his mercantile career he enjoyed a professional reputation second to none.
When Lionel Stephens visited South Africa in the 1990s, he, myself, CB and his brother-in-law Ian Simpson (45-49) held a special OP dinner at the Port Elizabeth airport hotel one Sunday evening. A very happy occasion ensued. CB’s friendship with Ian had begun at the Nautical College and was to last a lifetime. They took all their Board of Trade certificate exams together despite working for different companies, married sisters and lived close to each other in Port Elizabeth. Though obviously saddened by Cliff’s death, Ian was in good form at the wake. He joined Shell Tankers after the NCP, rising to Chief Officer. Later he worked for South African Railways and Harbours as a pilot and served in SW Africa (Namibia), Cape Town and Port Elizabeth – a career he says that he thoroughly enjoyed.
I first met Cliff in August, 1974 shortly after arriving in South Africa after my overland drive from London while I was searching for a job. It was a remarkable occasion. I had booked a one-way steering class passage on Union Castle’s Edinburgh Castle from Durban to Cape Town in the hope of finding employment there. The first person I met on board was CB followed soon after by another OP Ken Anderson (19-20). What fun we had on that three-day trip! Captain Reggie Kelso (Old Conway) giving me free run on the vessel, which allowed me access to the bridge 24 hours a day. Noon day cocktails on the bridge allowed one to meet an interesting array of people, including Ian Smith, then PM of Rhodesia who was taking a break from the ardours of office. In the photo below Ken Anderson (l), Shaun Maynard (c), Cliff Bragg (r).
Cliff was very much a people person, loved a party and was widely read with a deep general knowledge. In retirement, he gained a name for himself by writing many and varied letters and articles for the local newspaper in Port Elizabeth under the pseudonym of ‘The Cap.’”
On Saturday July 29 Cliff’s son Philip scattered his father’s ashes in the ocean off Port Elizabeth – an event that was covered in the Port Elizabeth Herald newspaper.
Tim Prettejohn (55-59) died at Cairns Base Hospital in Queensland, Australia in February 3, 2017 following a stroke and a major brain haemorrhage.
Tim’s sister-in-law Alix Prettejohn writes: “Tim was born in 1941 and grew up, almost on the Equator, on his father’s farm on the foothills of Mt. Kenya. The farm abounded in wildlife in those days and though lion were no longer a threat, his father’s cattle often fell prey to leopard and hyena. Buffalo flattened the wheat crops and it was not unusual for a few curious elephant to wander in from the surrounding forest too.
I first met Tim when he was only 16 – at home for the summer holidays – from his school in England, The Nautical College, Pangbourne. On leaving school, and returning to Kenya, he took a diploma at the Egerton Agricultural College and then got his first job.
It was the 1960’s when the ‘Winds of Change’ were sweeping across Africa and Kenya was about to become independent. The Prettejohn farm, and all the neighbouring farms, were sold and divided into small plots to be distributed amongst hundreds of the local Africans. Tim became the Settlement Officer, in charge of working out who got what, what they would grow, where their water came from and legally giving title to their new little farm. The Prettejohn family house servant, called Nyamu, assumed that as he had worked for the “Bwana” for many years he was bound to get the plot on which stood the beautiful two-storey stone house – and held it against Tim for the rest of his life when that didn’t happen.
In 1960, Tim followed his parents and late brother Richard, to the Eastern Cape of South Africa where they all started farming again. Tim was a popular and enthusiastic supporter of anything that was going in the local village – be it Round Table, Tennis, Livestock Shows, and Cricket. The local farmers gave him the nickname of “Kol-Manzi”, as his distinctive walk – with his head thrust forward – reminded them of a grey heron fishing in the shallows of a river. The cricketers were even less polite and called him “Sluice Gate” as he stood so far away from his bat that the ball passed straight through the gap and he was often clean bowled. In those days Tim had an insatiable thirst and had a nickname of his own for his son and three young nephews. “KiliFA!!!” (meaning wheelbarrow in the local African language) would be the shout when he needed another beer, and the young would jump to attention to do his bidding.
After battling against the notoriously inhospitable Eastern Cape weather, Tim gave up the farming struggle and moved to the university city of Grahamstown where his aging parents now lived. With his own experience of dairy farming, he worked for the local Cattle Breeders Insemination Co-op, travelling around the many dairy farms, advising the farmers on breeding, and training their stockmen in artificial insemination.
By then he had become disenchanted with South African politics and – encouraged by his late uncle, Hugh Prettejohn – took his whole family to Australia in 1996, settling in the Palm Cove/Kewarra area of Queensland. Here he started a business to manufacture, sell and apply specialised paints used in coating the roofs of industrial and commercial buildings, together with tiled residential properties. This gave him the ability to control quality from the initial materials to the finished product on the clients’ premises.
Over the years Tim was a proud member of the Prettejohn family and gave freely of his love, compassion and support to various members in times of need – especially to his aging parents in their final years in Grahamstown. Having known Tim for all my adult life, I shall miss him desperately, as will my three sons who have known him all their lives – almost as a second father. I think my most abiding memory will be Tim’s laughter. He could enliven a room just with his presence, and his – often loud and raucous – laughter. Nothing much got him down, he never took himself very seriously and he found humour in most situations.
‘Hamba Gahle’ Little Bro.”
Margaret Points, the wife of the former Headmaster Peter Points, died on 23rd January, 2017 aged 89 following a stroke. Her funeral was held on 21st February at Holy Trinity Church, Wonston, close to her retirement home in Sutton Scotney, Hampshire. Robin Paterson and John Fisher represented the OP Society and there was a large turnout of one-time College colleagues including Peter Politizer, Ian Busby, Jim McBroom, Peter Laverack, Diana Seidl and Don Somner.
The Tribute, on which this obituary is based, was given by the Rev. John Spriggs, a teacher at Pangbourne for 23 years and Chaplain at the College 1994-97.
“Gracious, kind, sensitive, loyal – a woman in her own right” is how John Spriggs summed up Margaret. “My overriding memory,” he said “is of someone who was really interested in other people. She was sympathetic and caring and got on with everyone while being a bit of a rebel at heart.”
Margaret Points was born into a Lancashire family, the daughter of an architect who moved around the country with his job. After attending nine schools, she went to St. Martin’s College of Design and Fashion in London foreshadowing a lifetime interest and involvement in design, theatre and the arts. In 1953 she married Peter and later had two children, Simon and Joanna.
Arriving at the newly-named Pangbourne College with her husband and young family in 1969, Margaret quickly became “very much more than a headmaster’s wife.” Soon she was taking part in numerous school activities including teaching an art class, singing in the newly-formed Pangbourne Choral Society, designing stage sets for school drama productions, cooking meals in short order for the many unexpected guests who visited Devitt House.
In particular, she proved a huge asset in the transformation of the College into a much wider, more sensitive and inclusive school. In John Spriggs’ words: “Her charm and resilience were essential assets in an ever-changing cast of characters and situations… Entertaining preparatory school headmasters and wives was her smooth and effective way of marketing the new ‘enterprise’. She was a key player.”
Wearing a hat on all occasions and always looking correct, he added, were other typical characteristics. “Margaret had an inquiring style. She was always quick to spot pupils or inexperienced staff who felt lost or isolated. Many were the occasions when she propped up others and gave them encouragement.”
In 1988 the Points retired to Wilmington in East Sussex. Here, at Lilac Cottage, Margaret’s love of gardening, love of dogs and abiding interest in the welfare of her five grandchildren had full play. The couple moved to Sutton Manor in Sutton Scotney in 2013.
A poem called ‘Afterglow’ written by Helen Lowrie Marshall and read at the funeral by granddaughter Sophie Daniel, aptly summed up Margaret to all who knew her. It goes: “I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways of happy times and laughing times and bright summer days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done.”
Derek William Dudley Pitt (46-50) died in 2007, as we were informed by his widow Patricia recently. He lived near Frome in Somerset and at one time worked for Marley Tiles.
Tom Woolley (60-65) writes:
“I wish to advise that my Mother’s younger brother Captain John S Shillingford RN died 18th January aged 82. His Memorial Service, following a private cremation, was held at St Thomas’ Church, Wells, Somerset on Friday 17th January.
John was a staunchly loyal OP, as was my father Jim (WJ) Woolley (35-39). He loved playing cricket and squash (and presented the Shillingford Cup for squash to the College). He served in HMS Appollo during the Korean war, and many other Pussery appointments including HMS Ships Whitby and Bulwark. He was also Admiral Sir John Fieldhouse’s Secretary when the latter was Flag Officer Submarines and again as Commander In Chief Fleet during Operation Corporate and the retaking of the Falklands.
On retiring from the RN, John became an executive administrator at Wells Cathedral. He leaves behind Daphne whom, he met and married whilst servicing in Singapore, and Sarah and David.”
Alastair Macleod (35-39) died on 13th December, 2016 aged 95. His daughter Jenny McGeachy writes:
“Born in 1921, my father was Captain of Hockey at the NCP before going into the Army in World War 11 in the Seaforth Highlanders. He remained in the Army for about 10 years after the war, reaching the rank of Major, before leaving to run his own nursery garden business near West Byfleet in Surrey, selling rhododendrums, azaleas and camelias.”
George Stevenson Brown MOORE (47-50) passed away peacefully at home on 10th February 2017.
Eldest son of Captain Quentin Moore, a River Clyde Pilot and Mrs Catherine Moore, George was born in Gourock on 21st August, 1933. George arrived at the Nautical College (Macquarie Division) in 1947 and excelled not only in his studies but also in sports and music. A member of the College swimming team, he obtained Colours in the 1st XV in Rugby and was captain of the shooting team. George was also a keen boxer and hockey player while at school as well as an accomplished piano player, a skill he retained to the last.
Having briefly entertained joining the New Zealand Shipping Company, George went into the Royal Mail Line while continuing his Merchant Navy training at the King Edward VII Nautical School. He reached the position of 3rd Officer by 1955 when he was also a Sub-Lieutenant in the Royal Naval Reserves. During this period he became a qualified deep sea diver.
George’s passion for playing sport, severely restricted by his naval duties, ultimately won the day and he left the MN in 1955. He then joined the automotive industry with Joseph Lucas working his way up through the organisation to become Area Manager based in Bristol. In 1970 he left to start his own business, Severn Electrodiesel, based in Cirencester.
Meanwhile George was indulging in his love of rugby eventually achieving the distinction of prop forward for Gloucester RFC 1st XV. After retiring from the sport he was a keen coach of various youth teams in and around the Gloucestershire area. He also excelled at golf achieving a low handicap of 3 and was an enthusiastic and regular member of a number of golf clubs in the south west and latterly in West Sussex. In was in this sport that George maintained his links to the College as a regular attendee at OP Golfing Society events.
George met Helen Clifford from Southampton while serving in the Merchant Navy and they married in 1955. George and Helen celebrated over 60 wonderful years of marriage proudly producing five daughters. Sadly George could not recover from Helen’s death in February, 2016. By this time George and Helen were living with their eldest daughter Caroline in Bognor Regis. Caroline has continued to take care of George during some difficult final months, a period George undertook with great bravery and resilience.
George’s funeral service will be held at Worthing Crematorium, West Sussex on Friday 3rd March 2017 at 1.40pm and afterwards at The Fox Inn in Felpham Village. Family flowers only. For donations to Marie Curie Nursing Care please send cheque payable to Darren Miles Funeral Services, 107 Felpham Road, Bognor Regis, PO22 7PW. (T) 01243 828210
All OP’s who remember George are most welcome.
E.R. (Ross) Bacon (59-62) died on 27th December, 2016, aged 71. A news report in the Grimsby Telegraph stated in part:
“The continued success of one of Grimsby’s best known engineering firms will be the lasting monument to a widely respected local businessmen. Edwin Ross Bacon, know as Ross, sadly died in the Diana Princess of Wales Hospital, aged 71, after a period of failing health. His family home in Scartho has many sympathy cards in tribute to the engineering giant who secured the future of the 117-year-old family business as it transitioned, from its central role in the heyday of Grimsby’s fishing industry, to modern day engineering company. His determination and astute business sense ensured its survival and the livelihoods of many of its workers, while most other fishing firms went to the wall.
Ross, son of Arthur Edwin Bacon, ran E. Bacon & Co Ltd (now Bacon’s Engineering) on Hutton Road for more than 40 years after first serving in The Merchant Navy. He was the fourth generation of the family to run the business, which in the 1940s had more than 40 trawlers in its mid water fishing fleet, a number of which had been requisitioned by the nation during the Second World War as minesweepers. The Bacon’s organisation also provided engineering, carpentry, plumbing, blacksmith and trawler victualling services on Grimsby Docks for many decades.
Born in Sheffield to Edwin and Josephine Ross Bacon in 1945, Ross came to Grimsby after World War Two with his mother to rejoin his father, after he had finished war time service in the Royal Navy. Ross initially attended St James’ School on Bargate, and later went on to study at Pangbourne Naval College, in Berkshire, which he often said was “the making of him” and was a wonderful introduction to the maritime world. He then joined the Merchant Navy in 1962, at the age of 17, which at that point was at the zenith of its domination of global shipping, progressing to the rank of Third Navigating Officer whilst he worked for Port Line, part of the renowned Cunard Group.
A dramatic life-threatening experience came in 1967 when his ship, the Port Invercargill, was caught up in the Suez Canal just as the Israelis and Egyptians waged The 6 Day War and he and his crew were stuck at anchor in Great Bitter Lake for three months along with a number of other trapped merchant ships. During the period of fighting Israeli jets used the merchant ships as cover as they swooped on opposition lines strafing fire over the ships at their enemy who were also returning defensive fire at the planes. His crew came to the rescue of many stricken Egyptian soldiers as they attempted to cross back into Egypt, offering food, medical assistance and transportation across the lake.
In 1969 his father Edwin invited him to return to Grimsby to take over the running of the fishing business element of Bacon’s as the Trawler Manager, an offer too good to refuse. By this time, the company’s Lindsey Trawler fleet constituted seven ships including the Lucerne, Lepanto, Lemberg, Lofoten, Longset, Lavinia and Loveden, all names within a company tradition of seven letters, beginning with “L”, along with the Tom Grant. However from the mid Seventies and into the Eighties he had the unenviable task of steering the family business through its contraction into a engineering business as they fought for survival in the rapidly changing industrial landscape on the Humber.
As a representative of the British Fishing Federation he had frequent visits to Whitehall to state the fishing industry’s case in the face of foreign competition and new EEC fishing ground rules. In April 1976, the Grimsby Telegraph reported how two of the Bacon’s fleet were to be laid up. Ross blamed the Government’s attitude to the fishing industry and said: “It seems that as well as letting the distant water fleet die they are prepared to let the near water fleet go under as well.” The Loveden had landed 155 kits the day before and grossed £4,600; but with £2,000 for fuel, labour of £500 and the crew’s share of the catch it left £600 which Mr Bacon said was unfair. Ross said: “We are operating against heavily-subsidised foreign competition which is raping our North Sea.”
Into his late 50s he was also a director and active member of the Grimsby Conservative Club at Bargate. His son David, who serves in the Royal Navy and will continue to represent his father’s wishes on the Board of Bacon’s said: “He was a fantastic father and absolute family man, I could not have asked for more from him over the years. He was as honest and genuine as the day is long; you simply could not find a man of higher integrity.”
Ross married Sally in 1976 after they first met in The Ship Inn, Barnoldby le Beck, and they were happily married for over 40 years. Sally lovingly recalled that her husband had been nicknamed The Black Prince on the Grimsby Fish Docks on account of his jet black hair and said he had always been “her rock” throughout their long marriage. She said he was always hard working and had got up at 5am for many years to go to the Grimsby Fish Market where he would auction fish before starting at Bacon’s each day. She said that he had gained a great deal of pleasure from his auctioneering days, sparring with the Town’s fish merchants.
This role along with his position at Bacon’s made him a well know face and highly respected man on the Grimsby Docks. Son David said: “It was an absolute credit to him that he was ultimately able to hand over Bacon’s in a brilliant position to progress and prosper in the future after some very turbulent times which forced many other historic companies to fold.” He added: “He was a hugely sociable man and really enjoyed his visits to the pubs around Scartho and the Tea Gardens at Waltham; he had a really amazing group of close friends who meant the world to him.” Over the years he had also been an avid gardener and took great pleasure from his fish pond. David said: “We sadly lost him after a couple of years of failing health, but the shock of his very sudden departure has left us all numb. He will be greatly missed by his family and many, many others.”
Ross Bacon’s lifelong friend Peter Middleton (57-61) gave one of the Tributes at the funeral at St. Giles Church, Scartho on 6th January. He added:
“It was with great pride that last Friday I wore Ross’s OP tie, which he himself always wore with great pride, when, along with his son David, I was privileged and honoured to give a Tribute to my dear friend at his funeral. In that Tribute I expanded on what appeared in the obituary in the local paper and, of course, reminisced about our friendship which lasted over 65 years. Ross was laid to rest in our village churchyard in Scartho. It was this church in a which both Ross and I were married, and where our children were baptised. It was Ross, who incidentally, in 1973 introduced me to my wife. Ross and I lived on the outskirts of Grimsby, about 400 yards apart, so naturally up until the end, saw a lot of one another and socialised with our mutual friends. Every Thursday night we, with other friends, would meet in that bastion of male chauvinism…the male-only Scartho Bowling club.”