In Memorium

We fondly remember our friends and colleagues who have ‘crossed the bar’. We think of them in silent reflection through Alfred Lord Tennyson’s poignant poem.  Please record your tributes by clicking a name and adding a memory and inform admin of anyone that has been missed out, with as much details about them as possible, so that they can be added.

Crossing the Bar

 Sunset and evening star
and one clear call for me!
and may there be no moaning of the bar
when I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep
too full for sound and foam
when that which drew from out the boundless deep
turns again home
Twilight and evening bell
and after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
when I embark.
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
the flood may bear me far
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
when I have crossed the bar.


simply click the name, and add your memories to the guestbook.