ENTRY No.4 – Late October-November 2018
Saturday, 20th October
On an unseasonably warm afternoon, the Mistress and I travelled to Cardiff as guests of the Welsh Livery Guild for the installation of the incoming Master. Arriving at the church service at St John the Baptist, we met the newly-wed PM Morley and Heather, Mrs Morley. ‘I’d warned Heather you’d be here’, quipped Gary. With St John’s a city centre church, the Rector and preacher both battled against the noise of Saturday shoppers and a mobile disco, but the rousing singing of ‘Guide Me, Oh Thou Great Redeemer’ got the better of them. Dinner followed at City Hall with delicious Welsh beef that makes you grateful that you have not joined the trend towards vegetarianism.
Wednesday, 24th October
We share our affiliation with The Royal Marines with The Stationers who hosted the Corps’ annual dinner at their fine hall, a building that remarkably survived the Blitz.
Before dinner we were treated to a jaw dropping display of military drill and musicianship by the corps of drums who also coped with the limited space between the two arms of the open square. Affairs of state and a late parliamentary vote resulted in the principal guest, the Secretary of State for Defence, arriving as pudding was served but he made up for it by meeting all the guests and staying on for the stirrup cup when most from top table were by then on the way home, ensconced at the back of chauffeur-driven cars.
Weekend of 10th and 11th November
The juxtaposition of Lord Mayor’s Show and Remembrance Sunday has always struck me as poignant but never more so on the weekend of 100th anniversary of the end of the Great War. Our weekend began with a splendid Thanksgiving Supper at the Hall with the American Society of London whose President, Ray College, is a liveryman of the Company. Our caterers were on top form with a traditional Thanksgiving meal served with several twists. The newscaster, Alastair Stewart, was principal guest. I have come across him in Jersey and knew we would be entertained and stimulated in equal measure. Somewhat poignantly, Alastair has been in the news this afternoon (17th) remembering Richard Baker who was a member of the Company and whose death was announced earlier today.
The warm autumn weather held good for the Lord Mayor’s Show and what a treat at lunchtime to see the Hall filled with families from our own Company, the Candlewick Ward Club and nomadic liveries. The decision to cancel the fireworks was just as well as by 4pm the City streets resembled a scene from Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner with torrential rain and lights from vehicles fracturing in the looming Dusk.
The sun had returned by the following morning as people converged on St Paul’s for a service of commemoration. Knowing a little about the challenge of keeping a service to time, it was remarkable that the final note of the Last Post aligned perfectly with the first chime of 11 o’clock and a two minute silence observed without even the usual sound of Autumnal coughs.
The livery company Masters at the service were invited for the first time, I believe, to attend the subsequent wreath laying at the memorial outside Royal Exchange. It would be welcomed by many if this was to be repeated in future years.
As the assembly dispersed, I was spotted by the ever vigilant Upper Warden making eye contact with a friend!
ENTRY No.3 – Late September-October 2018
It was mid September when I last blogged and the days rush by at an alarming rate.
A lot has happened in the last three weeks of which the highlights must include the October dinner at Plaisterers’ Hall when well over 200 liverymen and their guests gathered for a jolly good evening, combining the hospitality of our livery company with a bit of ceremony thrown in. Above all the assembly was moved by a memorable address from my principal guest, Sir Ken Olisa, who combines multiple roles in his busy life, including Lord Lieutenant of Greater London and the chairmanship of Shaw Trust, my charity of the year. Painting a broad canvas as he described the objectives of the charity, Sir Ken then shared two anonymised stories of people whose lives Shaw Trust has successfully reshaped. Thanks to the generosity of my fellow liverymen in sponsoring the recent Halls’ Walk, I was able to hand over a cheque to Sir Ken to support the work of the charity.
Friday, 21st September
The trip to Glasgow for the installation of the Master Mason was a voyage of discovery for both the Mistress and me. We were last in the city three decades ago; the transformation has been extraordinary, notably with a series of hallmark buildings along the Clyde and a rejuvenated commercial district. I have to put my hand up to knowing very little about the local guilds and was therefore taken aback by the number of them and how they are all based in the Trades House, an elegant purpose-built hall and offices designed for them by Robert Adam. The trades resonate with London livery companies except with rather more vivid names – thus the Founders of London are known in Glasgow as the Hammermen, and the Butchers as the Fleshers. A Mistress north of the border is a ‘Queen’. Hopes were running high when I saw that the seating plan included Queen of the Fleshers. Also spotted was our very own PM Michael Hall looking particularly dapper in tartan trews!
The installation dinner also combined generous hospitality with mildly eccentric tradition and I am very glad that an association exists between the London and Glasgow guilds; long may it continue.
Friday, 4th October
A real treat for me: a visit to the Proof House followed by a cracking lunch. Awarded a royal charter by Charles 11, the Proof House still tests all new small arms, both civilian and military, from its premises in the Commercial Road: a highly sensitive activity undertaken, somewhat incongruously, in a very populous area. Our visit included a demonstration of how guns are tested, a process that goes well beyond checking the firing mechanism as the firearms are stripped down and the key components expertly assessed before the all important proofmark is applied.
The Gunmakers’ Company still run the Proof House, a fine example of a livery company fulfilling its historic purpose and an important and relevant activity.
Tuesday, 8th October
Another first – both the Mistress and me in hard hats, fluorescent jackets and reinforced boots; no, dear reader, this was not a case of misreading the invitation to dine at Fishmongers’ Hall but a trip to St Gobain in the Trent Valley. We were joined by four members of the Company for an excellent day embracing a visit to the vast quarries to the production and distribution of gypsum powder.
Jeff Orton, a long standing freeman, brought with him the history of gypsum extraction in the area. Let me quote from a note Jeff subsequently prepared:
As a plasterer of some 55 years, (ongoing) it was a pleasure to be with the Master of the Worshipful Company of Plaisterers, Tim Cooke and his wife Sara, along with other important guests, on what to me is hallowed ground. When I was an apprentice, I was told about this very high-quality Plaster of Paris that came from the Cafferata works in Newark. It was hailed as the best both at work on site, and at Leicester Technical College. The Cafferata works were founded by William Cafferata in 1858, and in 1936 amalgamated with the British Plaster Board Group. (B.P.B. Ltd).
St Gobain support the annual Training Awards and are keen to explore how we can work together in promoting training in the craft. It can only help in ensuring that as a Company we continue to explore every opportunity to engage with the craft from which we descend.
ENTRY No.2 – September 2018
I was advised by several seasoned liverymen that August would be a quiet month and so headed to Jersey with the family, returning to the UK just before the Bank Holiday.
A few highlights to report on what’s happened since:
Saturday 1st September
And what a way to begin the late summer season! All Masters and Consorts had been invited to a drumhead service at the Royal Hospital, Chelsea to commemorate the role of the London Division in the actions around Amiens in 1918 that proved so decisive in destroying the morale of the German army. Gathered in warm sunshine, the congregation heard the distant sound of a pipe band parading through Chelsea with the Pensioners of the Royal Hospital marching behind in their red frock coats and tricorne hats. The units on parade filled the fourth side of the open square and were stood at ease before the former Bishop of London, now Lord Chartres, conducted the service.
A reception was held afterwards when you could tell where fellow guests had been sitting in relation to the sun from the high colour on one side of their face!
Thursday, 6th September
Tourists in the City of London were treated to the spectacle of 40 members of various livery companies in full rig, including Tudor style hats in some cases, on a sponsored walk around the halls. It is a fine way to get to know other Masters and Renter Wardens, and I was delighted that Margaret Coates, our very own RW, was with me to provide moral support as we trudged on our 8 mile walk around the City.
Mid afternoon tea was becoming a beacon for many as the walk entered its sixth mile. Alas, a breakdown in communication resulted in no tea being available and be-gowned shoulders visibly slumping!
But some of us were carrying the expectation of those who had sponsored us – for the Plaisterers duo with over £2,000.00 being pledged for Shaw Trust, my charity of the year, thanks to the generosity of many members of the Company.
Wednesday, 12th September
After evensong at St Paul’s the Dean hosted a reception to thank those companies who support the choir, in our case by sponsoring a chorister. Oliver Davies has recently been nominated by his headmaster as the new Plaisterer’s Chorister. The Clerk and I met Oliver who at 8 is new to the choir but benefits from two elder brothers in senior years and so is familiar with the weekly routine and the limited amount of time he will be spending at home – just Sunday night, before returning to St Paul’s by 7am on Monday morning.
The photograph evidences Oliver’s zest for his new life, and also the skill of our Clerk in accommodating Oliver and me in a single photograph!
‘’Put the glass down, Master!’’ may become a familiar retort this year. On Wednesday it was necessary as the Clerk and I needed to leave the reception early in order to catch the train for our visit to HMS Dragon the following day.
Thursday, 13th September
Our affiliation with HMS Dragon is long established and the Clerk and I were glad to be able to visit her before she sails on a 7 month assignment to the Middle East. After breakfast with the captain and his senior team we toured the vessel in glorious weather as more visitors arrived, coachloads in fact – the families of the ship’s company who will on Monday wave goodbye as Dragon sails from Portsmouth. Plans are in hand for the ship to be in Dubai for the Christmas period allowing some families time together.
We hope that the Captain will be able to join us at the banquet in May when I will present the Navy Cup to a member of the ship’s company who has demonstrated leadership and commitment during the tour.
Our liaison officer has offered to send regular bulletins if time allows which we’ll include in the Clerk’s monthly newsletter.
ENTRY No.1 – July 2018
It’s just a week since Common Hall and my subsequent installation as Master and already the rich experience of representing the Company means that the role is happily on my mind for part of each day.
And what a fine start to the year with a memorable service at St Vedast’s conducted by our Hon. Chaplain, The Very Revd Charles Taylor, and the livery responding in full voice to my cheeky exhortation to join in the hymns. With more than a nod to our wedding day both the processional music and first hymn were lifted from the 1987 order of service. Chilled champagne – hurrah! – was waiting for us as we returned to the Hall. The menu choices for our first dinner as Master & Mistress seemed to please – another tick in the box – and having laid out my three objectives for the year I was glad to call out two veteran liverymen whose presence meant a great deal to me : PM Derek Robinson, the doyen of the company, who undertook his wartime training with the RAF at the same time as my Father, and PM Ron Jordan who was celebrating his 95th birthday on the following day.
Thursday, 19th July
Having celebrated with two senior members it was a delight to join PM Jones and his granddaughter, Poppy, at Guildhall for her registration as an apprentice bound to the Company.
The Clerk and I provided book ends to the family photo in our morning coats. Collecting the Mistress at the Hall we set off through stifling City streets for St Paul’s and the annual service of the Imperial Society of Knights Bachelor when an old friend, Lancaster Herald from the College of Arms was on duty resplendent in red and gold uniform and carrying his wand of office.
At the subsequent reception at Apothecaries’ Hall I was greeted as the youngest Master, a title that will quickly disappear given the clutch of installations at the end of July and into August: but nice to have the accolade and interest, if only for a brief moment.
Tuesday, 24th July
For a number of years The Distillers have held a reception where guests sample hundreds of award-winning spirits – for a new master a great mixer so to speak!
I was particularly glad to meet the Master Distiller who is combining his role in the livery with being High Sheriff of Essex – an extraordinary achievement and one that will demand very careful logistics every day. It was great to see a group from our near neighbours, the Barbers, including the incoming Master and their new clerk, Colonel Malachy Doran formerly of The Rifles and old friend of the Director of the National Army Museum. Malachy persuaded us to choose a number at random and then sample whichever spirit it matched. I blame him for my first experience of a buff coloured gin from West Virginia which had the appearance and taste of a bourbon!
Thursday, 26th July
I met the Mistress at Plymouth railway station. I was on the train from Paddington whilst Sara had been visiting her sister in Exeter. In a scene reminiscent of Thomas the tank engine train and car had tracked one another through Devon, arriving at Plymouth within 5 minutes of one another.
Our hosts at RM Tamar were as solicitous as ever, inviting us to a Mess Dinner with a band rehearsing on the lawns outside the open window. As a sergeant was being dined out, we indulged in the tradition of the friendship cup not dissimilar to our own Loving Cup but containing far more alcohol and with the expectation that you down it one and invert the cup over your head to demonstrate it’s empty. I suspect that as a guest I was given a double shot – 8 measures of port and 4 of rum – more than I consume in a month! But my student years must have helped and I was on parade the following morning bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and determined to confound the sergeant.
It was a huge pleasure to present tankards and cheques to the top students on four very competitive courses and then be shown around the dock where an array of landing craft is moored, some highly agile with capacity for six marines whilst others are reminiscent of the vessels used in June, 1944 to storm beaches on D Day.