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Seamus Deane Potter
1955 - 2012
On Tuesday 6th November, 2012, at 3pm a service of thanksgiving for the life of Seamus Potter, veteran Fleet Street journalist, was held at St Bride's Church, Fleet Street.
The Venerable David Meara delivered the bidding:-
We gather in St Bride's, parish church of Fleet Street, to remember a Fleet Street veteran, Seamus Potter, Chief Sub-editor on the Evening Standard's International pages, whose parents both worked in the street of adventure, and whose career began on the Western Daily Press. We remember a loyal and committed journalist, a man of great wit and good humour, with a laid-back laconic manner and an enormous love of life.
As we celebrate his life today we give thanks for the way in which he enriched all our lives, and we commend him to God's care and keeping, trusting that at the end of our brief day is the eternity of God's love.Amen.
Andrew Bordiss & Peter Nash
Sarah Sand read Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Lucinda Potter read Song of Solomon 2: 10-13; 8: 6-7
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
James Anthony read Farewell My Friends by Rabindranath, Tagore
It was beautiful as long as it lasted
The journey of my life.
I have no regrets whatsoever
save the pain I'll leave behind.
Those dear hearts who love and care...
And the strings pulling at the heart and soul...
The strong arms that held me up
When my own strength let me down.
At every turning of my life I came across good friends,
Friends who stood by me,
Even when the time raced me by.
Farewell, farewell my friends
I smile and bid you goodbye.
No, shed no tears for I need them not
All I need is your smile.
If you feel sad do think of me
for that's what I'll like when you live in the hearts
of those you love, remember then you never die.
The choir & organist of St Bride's performed the following anthems and songs:-
Amazing Grace - John Newton, arr. Robert Langston
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot - trad. arr. Robert Jones
Bad Karma - sung by John Million
Hallelujah - Leonard Cohen
Harmonica Voluntary - Tom Hare
Jazz Finale - Bluesette with Ken Cox
Guide Me, O Thou Great Redeemer
I Vow To Thee My Country