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James Andrew Dickenson
'The Jadster'
3rd Jan 1982 - 9th Sept 2006
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by Andy O'Brien


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Afternoon service
3:30pm, Tuesday Sept. 19th, Worle Crematorium,
Weston-Super-Mare
Conducted by Rev. Chris Horseman

Opening music -
Fanfare & Main Titles:
Star Trek - Insurrection (Jerry Goldsmith)

Reading - Beginnings (Hermann Hesse)

As every flower fades
And as all youth departs, so
Life at every stage, so every virtue,
So our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last
Forever.

Since life may summon us at
every age
Be read, heart, for parting,
new endeavour.
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties
Cannot give.

In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
So be it, heart: bid farewell
Without end.

James - memories ('Uncle' Dave Brown)

A time of reflection.
Music - Somewhere In Time
(John Barry/Don Black) The Ten Tenors

James - his life. (Chris Horseman)

Reading - from Little Gidding (T.S.Eliot)

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown,
Unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Ist that which was the beginning:
At the sourceof the longest river
the voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
but heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always ---
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing no less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of things shall be well
When the tongues of flame are
in-folded
Into the crowned know of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.

James - memories
('Uncle' Ricky Crompton-Holgate)

Reading - Going to Sleep (Hermann Hesse)

Now the day has made me tired
I ardently long
To welcome the starry night
Like a tired child.

Leave all your doings, O hands.
Forget all your thoughts, O brow,
Now all my senses
Wish to sink into slumber.

And my soul, unwatched,
will soar unfettered
into the magical realm of night,
To live a thousandfold more intensely.

Closing music -
Unforgettable (Nat King Cole)

Farewell (at the graveside)
(Chris Horseman)

We have committed the body of you,
dear James
To the keeping of Mother Earth
Which bears us all.
We rejoice that you lived
We are glad that we saw your face.
We took delight in your friendship.
We treasure that we walked life with you.
We treasure the memory of your words,
Your achievements, your character
and your quality.
With love we leave you in peace.
With respect we bid you farewell.

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Morning service

Services Intro


Rev. Chris Horseman
'Rent-a-Rev UK'
01934 834537