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Parish Mag Christmas 2010


									St Joseph’s Parish Magazine
Christmas 2010
Altar Serving                    29
A Revelation                     28
A Wonderful Evening               6
Birthday Surprise                26
Brownies                         21
Christmas Cards                   4
Crosswords                       20
Contacts                         31
Cycling the Sights               27
Deacon’s Diary                   13
Dorking Connections              11
Elderly & Sick                    7
Epiphany                          5
Integrating Youth                 9
Kevin’s Ordination               24
Medau (Adv)                      10
My Lourdes Experience            21
Nostalgia                        18
Notes on the Road                 8
Peter’s News                     11
People Page                      30
Pope Benedict                    13
Pope in Birmingham               16
Pope at St Peter’s Vauxhall      17
Ski Apartment (Adv)              10
St Joseph’s School               22
Youth Events & Papal Visit       12

We are especially pleased with this edition. As you might expect, there are articles
about Pope Benedict’s visit and many of our usual features but we also have new
contributors and the magazine is clearly reflecting the active role of so many in the
parish in various different ways. But don’t feel left out. If you want some of the
action please talk to any the contacts shown on page 31 and see how you might be
able to help. There are lots of things to be done in any community and St Joseph’s
is no exception. Getting involved is not only helpful but it’s therapeutic and often
to leads to lasting connections and friendships as well as providing an opportunity
for witness and giving something back to the Lord. Everyone has talents and you
are no exception. What can you do for your local Church?
                                2 Falkland Grove RH4 3DL
                                    Tel: 01306 882433
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           Parish Priest                                      Fr. Dominic Rolls
          Parish Deacon                                       Deacon Tony Kinal

                                       "Welcome to the Christmas edition of our parish
                                       magazine. Thanks as ever to Tom and Val Arundel
                                       for doing all the hard work behind this highly
                                       successful project. Thanks too to all our contributors
                                       who have taken the time and effort to help make
                                       The Addition truly first class. So many people read
                                       about St Joseph's through the magazine, and so a
                                       good word is spread around the town in witness to
                                       Jesus Christ.
                                       Youth work is always key to the success of any
                                       parish, and great efforts have been made to promote
a new and vibrant outreach to young Catholics at St Joseph's. If our sons and daughters
have a healthy Catholic identity based on a true encounter with Christ at Sunday Mass
and in each other, then the Faith will thrive in our town and villages in years to come.
If not, then we will be failing in our duty to pass on the Good News about Jesus Christ.
A new Youth Group has sprung up on Friday evenings from 5-6pm, aiming to help
catechize those who come in a fun-filled and joyful atmosphere. There is also demand
for a more contemporary mass on a Sunday afternoon, so every so often we will be
experimenting by having a Sunday Mass at 4.30pm in the parish hall, followed by tea,
coffee and cakes. This is aimed at all parishioners who may want a more contemporary
mass, so all are welcome whether young or old. So far two dates have been planned - 5
December and 16 January - and on these days there will be no 9am Sunday Mass. Please
pray for this initiative, which we have placed under the guidance of our patron, St Joseph.
Not all may like a contemporary mass, so the 6pm Saturday Mass will remain quiet and
the 11am Sunday Mass traditional.
So many people are active in the parish community, but there remains a constant need
for new volunteers - reading at mass, extraordinary ministers of Holy Communion for
mass and visiting the sick, serving, catechists, cleaners, flower ladies, musicians
(especially organists!), brass cleaners, washers of altar linen, gardeners, leaf sweepers,
but above all those who pray, whether at home or in church. Please become involved so
that the task of running the parish can be shared evenly, reflecting a rich diversity of
Thank you all for all your prayers and support. Under the guidance of the Holy Spirit
and in loyalty to the Church, let us all do something beautiful for God."

Fr Dominic

                      What Happens to our Christmas Cards?

Anne Pinches writes: Pat Stamp, leader of “Friends of Albania”, who lives in Alton,
replied to this query in a letter to me early in November 2010. She said:

        “Firstly, we look at the pictures. If there are any of dressed-up animals or
        humorous ones they go in the recycling.
        Secondly, we cut off the backs, so we just have the pictures.
        Thirdly, if the back of the pictures have no writing on them, then they are
        separated. They are regarded as new over in Albania and the Sisters” i.e.
        Missionaries of Charity (Mother Teresa nuns) “give them out at Church, and
        they are pinned up on walls. Our pictures are preferred because they are so
        colourful. As well as religious Christmas pictures, we also send nice pictures
        of flowers or animals etc, that can be used for a birthday or when someone is
        “The other cards get used by us in England. We cut them to the sizes we want,
        regardless of writing on the back, and mount them on red, green, gold, white
        and turquoise card, which I buy in reams from our sixth form college at Alton,
        and put them into plastic bags, along with envelopes, in packs of 8 for the
        smaller ones, or 6 for the larger ones, and sell them for £1. A greeting is also
        stamped inside. The funds pay for anything the Sisters ask for, for their
        residents, or get given as €uros (to be changed into leks) to help pay for things
        like food, petrol etc.”

Last year, after breaking my wrist before Christmas (on my way to Confession!), I was
going to stop dealing with the cards – the whole undertaking had become too heavy and
daunting for Kathrine Montgomery and me, but Katherine Bletso saved the situation by
her timely offer of help and Megan Pinches (granddaughter) acted as courier on one
occasion. However, the feedback when it came from Pat Stamp, revitalised me (and
Massimo Barcellona had done a good job on my wrist!).
Pat flew out to Albania with re-used cards, money from the sale of cards, specially
designed wheelchairs for handicapped children, beautiful hand-knitted woollen items
from Bridie Beirne and Peggy Cook, and Irish linen for the new chapel from the nuns
who recently left Effingham. Sr. Brede, from there, also passed on many woollen hats
which went up to Puke in N. Albania as it is very cold there in the winter, with lots of
snow.The Missionaries of Charity were delighted to receive all these gifts for “Jesus in
His most distressing disguise” as Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta would have said.

               The usual box will be put out to receive your cards from Thursday
               6 January to Sunday 23 January. One offer of help has already come
               from the Parish.
               Thanking you.

               Anne Pinches, group leader of St. Joseph’s Co-Workers of Mother Teresa.
                                 Joan Dunleavy
                   (This event took place in another diocese.)

The winter sky cleared during the evening of 6 January and by midnight a full moon
illuminated the garden, highlighting the silver on the huge birch tree. Not unusually I
wandered out into the cold, when all the neighbourhood curtains were closed, except
mine; then the few remaining lights went out one by one.
My Swedish friend, whenever she popped in for                      a quick coffee, would
gravitate immediately to the french                                   window leading onto
the unkempt lawn, and would gasp in                                    wonder      at    the
unpruned spreading silver birch. `Don't                                - please don't - ever
- cut it down,' she would almost                                       whisper, such was
her sense of reverence. `It reminds me                                so much of home.'
After drinking her coffee she would                               pedal off on her vintage
sit-up-and-beg bicycle with renewed                           energy, a seraphic smile
lighting up her noble Scandinavian features. I'd               swear she came to see the
spreading monster rather than me.
Tonight this rather unwelcome immigrant (the tree, not the Swede) in an English garden
had a benign appearance as it glinted in that other-worldly light, silver on silver, sharing
secrets from beyond the skies. I trod lightly in my damp slippers over the frost-covered
lumpy lawn which had been football ground and cricket pitch for countless years. Now
that the nest was empty it didn't seem worth doing an Alan Titchmarsh on it: we would
be moving soon.
This evening I had been to Mass, an activity recently returned to after a long absence.
Nevertheless, since my return to the Catholic fold I had been unable to sing. Somehow
the words that still seemed outdated and meaningless simply got stuck in my throat. But
tonight, at this 8pm Mass, my voice had suddenly been set free and I had pealed out
poems that at last seemed to belong in this world of ours that perhaps has too much hard
fact and not enough imagination. Epiphany.
The night was becoming extremely chilly and I was ill clad. I had better go in, I
ruminated, and write a few letters; have a last look at the Christmas cards to see who
had forgotten us so that we could forget them next year; and I ought to respond to my
mother's sad little note, received two days ago,wishing to be reconciled now that she
was approaching her ninetieth birthday and had recently experienced one or two heart
failures. I was not sure what this was about. I had always sent cards and presents after
she had moved away to be near my brother, and I had visited her not so long ago. But
parts of the family had been gradually drifting out of touch during the years since my
brother's divorce and second marriage. The telephone rang inside the house. I had left
the door open and all the heating would have dissipated. I reached the phone quickly,
expecting a call from my husband in New York, but it was my brother in old England.
He too was a night bird.
He sounded upset. `She's gone,' he said. I thought he must mean his wife, but it was
Mother he was telling me about. Apparently she had been sleeping peacefully in bed
after another heart failure, the doctor had just left, my brother was holding her hand and
life simply slipped away from her, which was exactly the way she had always wanted
it to be.
`What time was that ?' I asked. `Eight o'clock,' he said. I remembered the singing, my
restored voice, those words that seemed to have the energy of life itself. Reconciliation.

                               A wonderful evening
I had a wonderful evening with some lovely people. It was a disco with lovely music
and dancing; everyone was so happy and friendly and the dancing was so good. I did
some dancing and I surprised myself and my truly lovely friend Nadir danced with me.
He was so very good, I felt out of this world

                            And I hope to have many more

                                      Wonderful evenings

                                        Like this one.

Pauline De Michele.

Pauline has given me permission to tell you that this dancer is 82 years young!!!

                                  Elderly and sick

On Sunday 3 October we had the annual Mass of Healing for the `Elderly and Sick '
of the parish. It was lovely to see so many parishioners in Church who are not able to
come very often, some had not been since last year's Mass.

The gathering of the people was very joyful as people greeted their old friends and
expressed delight at their coming to Mass. One person said it's like coming home, and
the welcome given by Fr Dominic and parishioners, made them feel very special indeed.

The Mass itself was awesome in its simplicity, as Fr Dominic went around first of all
`Laying on of hands in prayer' over each person who wished it and then, Fr went around
`Anointing with the Holy Oil', all the elderly sick, and those who wished to be anointed.
This was done very quietly and prayerfully.

After the Mass we had a delicious tea in the Hall where there was great chatter
and fun, and people stayed for as long as they liked to enjoy the companionship
and togetherness.

This Annual Mass of healing for the elderly sick brings great joy and uplift to our
parishioners. The feedback was positive as we are told how much better people feel and
how it boosted their morale, assuring them that they are very much part of the parish
community, and take comfort that its all done specially for them.

If there are any sick or elderly parishioners, not on our list, please get in
touch. Also, if you know of any family with sick or elderly relatives who would like us
to visit and/or bring Holy Communion, please let us know. We also ask parishioners
who go into hospital or are recovering at home from surgery or illness, to let us know if
they would like Fr Dominic to call and see them.

Please phone Fr Dominic 01306 882433 or Phyllis Cook 01306 881525.

Did you know that
'built to stay free' is an anagram of 'statue of liberty'

Notes on the Road                                              Dave Rogers

At Home - Abroad
One of the benefits of travel is the opportunity to worship in other parishes, where there
                                           is the pleasurable mix of the novel with the
                                           familiar. On vacation we have encountered
                                           delightful churches in small towns, and have
                                           always been made to feel welcome. Once, in
                                           Colorado, during the greeting at Mass the
                                           congregation were polled to see who had come
                                           furthest – we won the prize (a bar of chocolate
                                           and postcards of the log-cabin church)!
                                       And with frequent international business travel,
                                       I have found even greater reward by returning
                                      to the same parishes overseas: coming ‘home’
  St Joseph’s Cathedral Abu Dhabi
                                     time and time again. Knowing the times of
                                     services (isn’t the Internet wonderful?) I can
easily juggle my itinerary around Mass attendance, reassured that I know where the
church is and what to expect.
Take St. Joseph’s Cathedral in Abu Dhabi, for example. Established on land granted
by the Emir expressly to permit non-Muslin worship, an island in a sea of mosques, it
serves a very large community of migrant workers from the Philippines and the Indian
sub-continent. Every Mass is packed to the rafters, and with two Saturday vigils and at
least eight services on Sunday (one in Filipino and a couple in Urdu), you’d better plan
to be early or you’ll be standing in the centre aisle.
Being within a congregation of a couple of thousand in the oppressive Gulf heat bears
stark contrast with attending English Mass in St. Peter’s, Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk, offshore
far east Russia, in frigid February when fewer than twenty are present – including the
celebrant. Come the Sign of Peace, you shake hands with everyone! Last Mass I
attended there I was asked to be second lector; there can’t be many places where a
complete stranger is asked to participate in Liturgy!
One of my favourites is St. John’s Cathedral in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. For a big
building it is surprisingly hard to locate, being tucked away on a hill close to the Chinese
quarter. Inside it’s spacious, not particularly comfortable (no air conditioning), and
generally rather plain and unremarkable. But stepping in from the bustle of the city,
you enter true solace. I try to get there early to catch the Novenas that precede Mass;
the Cathedral has a special devotion to Our Lady, and there is often a line waiting to
pray at a beautiful icon near the sanctuary. Such peace is exactly what this tired traveller
needs after a long flight.
The Peace of Christ be with you this Christmas!

                               Integrating the Youth

You may not see us at a particular Mass very often, or come across us at some of the
services you attend, but the youth at St Joseph’s Church do exist and would very much
welcome the opportunity to have more presence in the parish.
When you are a small child, attending Mass, being part of the Church community is
relatively straightforward, even more so if you are a pupil at St Joseph’s Primary School,
which fosters a close relationship with the parish for worship and community based
activities. Preparing for First Holy Communion, and then later, Confirmation, are
memorable times for many of us, cementing our faith and helping us to feel part of the
Catholic community. However, growing up, and adolescence in particular, presents new
challenges and it is not always easy to know where you fit in anymore. This can be
particularly true with regards to Faith, when the security and comfort of earlier childhood
experiences in the parish seem no longer relevant, and it is more difficult to find a place
where spirituality can be expressed.
There is a welcoming and strong sense of community here at St Joseph’s parish, and
what we would like to do is to extend this further. We are hoping to start by introducing
a contemporary service once a month on a Sunday afternoon at 4.30 pm. It will be a
more relaxed Mass with emphasis on contemporary style music and liturgy, hopefully
with a high youth involvement, but obviously welcoming all parishioners. We hope to
offer food and beverages afterwards to encourage a form of social time and space for
exploring our faith As you can see, it is very much in its infancy at the moment, but our
aim is to prepare for the first contemporary service on Sunday 5 December at 4.30 pm
in the Church Hall. On that day there will be no 9 am Mass. We hope that as many
people as possible will come along, and we encourage involvement from anyone who
may be interested, to help with the preparation.
For more information please contact Maria Harding on 01306 888939.
The Youth Team

Youth Club

Each Friday in term time , children who attend non-Catholic schools are invited to a
youth club held in the Church hall and starting at 5.00pm

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                           DORKING CONNECTIONS

                    Have you ever found when reading something that a word seems to
                    jump out at you? Recently I was reading a book review in a
                    weekend supplement when I noticed DORKING as I glanced over
                    the review. The book was about Violet Gibson who fired a shot at
                    Mussolini, the fascist dictator of Italy, in 1926, hitting his nose and
                    causing no other damage except to his pride. She was judged insane,
                    sent back to England, dying in a mental asylum in 1956.
                     Violet’s father was Edward Gibson, 1st Baron Ashbourne, who was
an Irish lawyer and Lord Chancellor of Ireland, on and off, over a period of twenty
years, and strong Unionist. Although an Irish non-Catholic family, Violet became a
Catholic, as did her brother, William, which is where the Dorking connection comes in.
William having become a Catholic, also became an Irish Nationalist, refusing to speak
English, and would only converse in Gaelic or French. However for all his Irishness,
he did come to live near Dorking renting Moorhurst Farm which is between Holmwood
and Coldharbour. There he built his own Catholic chapel. Did he ever worship at St
Josephs and does the chapel still exist?

Roger Stones


I am going to Sweden for Christmas with my sister Mary
and Richard and family.
 As well as working in Sainsbury's I do Computer on
Friday and I play bingo at Chapel Court on Tuesdays.

                       Lord, I will pass this way but once,
                            Any good that I can do .
                          Any kindness that I can show
                      Let me do it now and not postpone it
                       For I may not pass this way again

              Youth Events and the Papal visit       Lawrie Swinthenbank
Over the past few months there have been many events for the young people of this area,
that I have been to and would like to encourage others to go in the future, ranging from
the smallest, a bank holiday weekend with Guildford parishes, and some from
Winchester. Of a couple of dozen people camping for a music and fun filled weekend.
Including talks about the four faith workshops on many different things and one of the
most amazing Masses I have ever been to. Then there were such events as Youth Gather,
a charity event for the whole diocese but for the second year I was the only one from
Dorking there and we need to encourage more people to go next year. There has also
been a day out at Wonersh for people of the three southern dioceses’ to learn more about
their faith, Mass, Benediction and to develop spiritually. Once again the film “Fishers
of Men” was shown to us and I have never remembered it being that powerful before.

Finally the biggest one being the Papal Visit, and having not just gone with the parish
but with the Diocese youth                                  service group I got the epic
chance to celebrate Mass just                               outside        Westminster
Cathedral in the morning. Being                             a part of the youth group
there were many friends from                                all over the place, whether
I first met in Lourdes over the                             last two years or through
the World Youth Day Get                                     Together a couple of weeks
before this. The reverence of                               everybody at Mass was
just amazing to see; nobody was                             bothered about the lack of
space or having to sit kneel or                             whatever else on the
London pavement in front of the                             cathedral. After Mass when
the Holy Father came out to talk                            to us everybody just
shouted their appreciation of                               what he does for us. The
morning experience can be                                   summed up by Fr Aaron’s
shouting, in a moment of                                    quietness ‘we love you
Benedict’ so everybody could hear and restart shouting their agreement.

Soon after this everybody wandered off to Hyde Park, where lunch was being provided
for us, before we went into the arena for Pope Benedict’s prayer vigil with the people
from this country. As we walked through London as a diocese with the Cafod people,
one of whom I seem to see a lot, the crowds walking with us were quite massive and
only a tiny portion of the people who went to the vigil that evening. As soon as we had
finished lunch we left to enter the arena so we wouldn’t have to wait for security checks
too long. Being in the seating area at the front of the crowd with all the others my age
it was a really energetic celebration among friends that nobody could fail to love. All
across the seating everybody was taking part in a Mexican wave and generally having
fun with the preliminary entertainment to accompany it. As bishops entered the stage
for the Mass, the whole of A+B were calling ‘Kieran’ in the hope to see our Bish join
the line of the others for he is a truly epic part of us. Then on came the mile long line
of banners of each bishop with representatives to go along the line of Bishops and shake
their hands, and of course the Dancing Bish was noticed and a favourite among us who
saw him. It was a truly epic day with the most amazing celebrations and times of prayer
anybody would want to be a part of. JJ

Just to leave you with a last thought, a friend of mine put as her Facebook status:
“I asked the Lord how much HE loved me; He stretched out His arms and died.”

                                      Pope Benedict

How wonderful it was to see the Pope on television.
I was so disappointed I couldn’t make the journey with everyone to see the
Pope. I always think it is so lovely to go by coach you see so much of
the countryside as well on the way.
I sat myself down in front of the Telly and never moved. I imagined I
was there. I thought the Pope looked very happy - he had so much warmth
and greetings from everyone and from all the children and I thought it
was so lovely from all the children.
                                  Such a wonderful day
                          And I thought it was all so beautiful.
Pauline De Michele

                                   DEACON’S DIARY
At one of our monthly meetings in the late summer when Father Dominic and I discussed
the forthcoming Papal Visit, we agreed that I would lead the group that would go to the
Hyde Park Vigil and he would like to accompany the parishioners attending the Mass
in Birmingham for the beatification of Cardinal John Henry Newman.
In the weeks leading up to the visit our Parish Secretary had been bombarded with
various e-mails and bits of information requesting details of parishioners attending the
events, reminders that identity documents had to be taken, the group had to travel
together and have a nominated leader who had to have two forms of identification and
be able to verify the identity of the group members – it was a case of bureaucracy gone
 Two weeks before the visit I received official yellow papal back packs, which could be
used to sit on or act as a kneeler, leaflets, booklets, and the ‘treasured’ pilgrim passes.
The package had to be checked, counted and distributed BUT on no account were the
pilgrim passes to be issued until the day of travel. I ascertained that the gates to the Hyde
Park event opened at 1pm and the Pope was due to arrive at 6.30pm for the start of the
prayer vigil. The service was due to end at 7.45pm when the Pope would then return to
his official accommodation in Wimbledon.

And so it came to be, that at midday on Saturday 18 September 2010, on a glorious
sunny morning, a group of 17 pilgrims (we were collecting 3 others en route to London)
assembled on the forecourt at Dorking Station. (Many thanks to Edward Bennett for
providing the photographic evidence). After a comprehensive briefing and exchange
of mobile phone
numbers         we
prayed together
before joining the
12.32pm train to
Waterloo. Many
members of the
group          had
remembered my
earlier homily
and were wearing
the papal colours
of yellow and
white. As the
train arrived at
the other stations en route to London we were joined by other pilgrims and the
atmosphere was amazing. We met our other 2 pilgrims at Leatherhead and the last
member of our group was waiting for us on the concourse at Waterloo.
We were then faced with two journeys by underground to reach our final destination at
Hyde Park Corner. We decided to separate into groups of four and to get onto the tube
via adjacent doors rather than ’just go for it’ and attempt to all enter via the same door.
This tactic was implemented with military precision and resulted in us arriving in one
piece at Hyde Park. Whilst en route in the tube we struck up many conversations with
other pilgrims who seemed to come from all parts of South London. I was really
impressed when I ascertained that a lady had come from Nigeria to see the Pope. I was
relaying this fact to the members of my group when she told me that she actually lived
in Thornton Heath – she arrived from Nigeria 34 years ago!
At about 2pm we passed through security and entered the excitement e Hyde Park arena
which was already filling up with pilgrims. The atmosphere was buzzing with relief that
we had arrived safely together to take part in this momentous event. The area immedi-
ately in front of the altar had already been allocated to VIP’s and guests but we were
able to secure an area where the stage was visible but our view was improved with the
provision of giant TV screens. Carol Vorderman (Did you know that she was Catholic
?) and a man called Frank were on stage introducing various acts and dancers who
kept the audience entertained until the arrival of the Pope at 6.45pm. Now I know, that
4 hours - 45 minutes seems to be a long time waiting around but you have to accept my
word that the time seemed to go very quickly and before we realised it, pictures of the
Pope, travelling in his Pope mobile travelling towards Hyde Park, were suddenly being
transmitted onto the giant TV screens. This was met with rapturous applause and cheers
from the crowd which by that time had increased to at least 80,000 pilgrims. It was
amazing that despite the large numbers gathered in the park a very moving prayerful
silence was observed through out the vigil service. I feel that it was a real privilege to
be present at this event. At the end of the service, much to the consternation of the Papal
guards, the Pope remained on the stage for much longer than anticipated and I felt that
he was truly moved by the appreciation of the large crowd that were gathered before
him. Eventually he was persuaded to leave and he was driven back to his official
residence in Wimbledon.
Realising that there would be more people trying to use the underground service we
considered another route home. After consulting the ‘more mature but nimble on their
feet’ parishioner in our group, we all agreed to walk back to Victoria Station. It was an
amazing scene to see Park Lane, closed to traffic, with both carriageways full of
pilgrims making their way home. As we arrived at Victoria we were greeted with the
news that all the trains had been severely disrupted due to an incident at Purley. I
informed the group that if we could catch the next train to Clapham Junction we may
be able to catch a connecting train to Dorking. We then raced to platform 19 along with
what appeared to be 100’s of other people who seem to have the same idea. Despite our
best efforts the train was packed and there was no chance of boarding the train - except
that is for the ‘more mature but nimble on their feet’ (MMBNOTF) parishioner who
managed to persuade the other passengers to create a small space for her.
We returned to the concourse minus our MMBNOTF pilgrim and eventually boarded a
train for Dorking. Our journey was further interrupted when we were informed that the
train would actually terminate at Epsom and we would be faced with a further 25 minute
wait for the next train to Dorking. Whilst waiting on the platform at Epsom station we
spoke about the events of the day and joked about how we had managed to lose one of
the most important people of our group. The next train due to arrive at Epsom was
terminating at the station and there was much laughter and exhilaration when the train
doors opened and our MMBNOTF parishioner got out of the train. I am sure that the
other travellers on the platform thought that we had been drinking because we were so
elated at that time of night. We eventually arrived back in Dorking at about 10.30pm
full of the graces and blessings of the vigil service.
The Papal visit has been an overwhelming success and I am sure that this was the direct
result of the many prayer s and spiritual celebrations that have taken place in anticipa-
tion of the visit. I am sure parishioners will have many fond memories of this historical
and momentous occasion.

                   18 HOURS TRIP TO SUNDAY MASS

 This memorable day started by leaving home at 12.30am and arriving back at 6.30pm.
The coach for our group from Dorking along with Redhill parishioners left from St
Bede’s, Redhill, where Fr Charles, a Redhill priest, gave us a blessing for our pilgrimage
to Birmingham. It was the Beatification Mass for Cardinal John Henry Newman, a
parish priest and theologian who lived there in the 19th century. Our route took us down
the M40 where at 3am we stopped at the Oxford Services along with many other coaches
also going to Birmingham.
We arrived in the dark at the red coach park at Crofton Park which used to be the
Longbridge car factory. Everyone had to arrive by coach so there were two coach parks
for the 1,200 or so coaches taking about 55,000 pilgrims. One of the many costs
was miles of temporary fencing
for safety in the coach parks!
We had a relatively short walk
to the disabled wheelchair gate
as one of our group was in a
wheelchair so we found
ourselves in the Park, only 100
yards from the Sanctuary, just
in front of the BBC’s
commentary box at about 6am.
With music and large TV
screen we had breakfast and just waited until 8.10 when the BBC Radio 4 Sunday
Worship commenced, live from Crofton Park.
The Pope having taken off by helicopter from Wimbledon Park (same place as we
watched in 1982) arrived in Birmingham and came amongst the pilgrims in his
Popemobile before Mass and fortunately we were close to his route. Crofton Park was
transformed into an open air church and during the three hours that followed there were
a few lovely periods of complete silence. The Mass started at 10.15, by which time the
drizzle, which had been falling all night, had just stopped and the sun broke through as
the Pope announced with prayers that Cardinal Newman is now Blessed. Fr Dominic
from Dorking was one of 1,000 priests concelebrating with the Pope with parts of the
Mass in Latin. Some of the hymns were those written by Cardinal Newman including
those whilst an Anglican. The concluding hymn ‘For All the Saints’ was very rousing
and uplifting and a grand finale to the public part of the Pope’s visit.
By this time it was 1 o’clock and people got out their picnics before returning to their
coaches. No one was rushing to get away. We started to move at about 1.45, the Park
was still full and the coach left at about 2.45. The whole day was very moving and
certainly not tiring. It was all very relaxed and a wonderful day to be remembered. I
was left with the thought that the Mass celebrated by the Pope in an unbroken succession

from Christ and St Peter is exactly the same Mass as celebrated daily in our parishes
and around the world.
In the words of the Prime Minister, at Birmingham Airport to say goodbye; he paid
tribute to the Pope for challenging Britain to ‘sit up and think and that can only be a
good thing’. The Country must not ignore its Christian roots.
Paul Rietchel

                                           The Pope at St Peter’s Residence.
                                       Unfortunately Tom & I were not in the country when
                                       Pope Benedict visited. We were in Canada at Tom’s
                                       niece’s wedding. Tom’s sister in the UK telephoned
                                       us to say that the Pope had visited St Peter’s
                                       Residence, near the Oval. We have a soft spot for
                                       that place and for the Little Sisters of the Poor who
                                       run it. Tom’s mother spent the last few years of her
                                       life there, tenderly cared for by the Sisters. When
                                       she died both Tom and I were working in London.
                                       We and other members of the family rushed to be at
                                       her bedside. After she died we were invited to the 5
                                       pm Mass with the Sisters in the chapel in the picture
where you see the Pope in prayer. That was a very important Mass for me for another
reason. I had been received into the Church on the Feast of St Peter and St Paul, just a
month earlier. It was the first time I been able to join Tom’s family in receiving the host.
We saw a recording of his visit when we came back and heard the Pope’s words which
had such an impact on those at the Residence.

“I come among you not only as a father, but also as a brother who knows well the joys
and the struggles that come with age.”

Val Arundel

                                    NOSTALGIA ???
                                     Joan Dunleavy

`The past never returns - it is never good - and if we are to escape existing ills, it must
be by going forward. The past is out of date, the past is dead. As well may the dead live
to us, well may the dead profit us, as the past return.' (Blessed John Henry Newman.)

Among many church happenings over the long years I think particularly of baptism.
Whenever baptisms take place in the parish in today's world I have a huge visitation of
amazement. I am amazed at the incalculable difference between the church of the 1950s
and early 60s when I was a young woman, and now. Today baptism is a social, joyful,
comprehensible occasion: they even have meetings beforehand where it is explained to
                   people so that they feel that the sacrament has some relevance in their
                   lives, rather than simply `getting the baby done'. Then, in those far-off
                   days, baptisms took place on a Sunday afternoon and you could be
                   one among many. And there was no preparation, no pre-baptism
                   course, and, in my case, no explanation from any priests. Presumably
                   it was assumed that, since I had spent ten years in a convent school, I
                   must have had the requisite quantity (never mind the quality) of
                   `religious instruction' - and never mind the understanding of it.
I prepared for my first child's baptism by telephoning the parish priest (it was not in this
diocese) and stating that I would like to have my baby baptised. He had never visited
me before but now was round to our little flat in no time. We had a cup of tea while he
looked over the bookcase next to his chair and singled out a popular book at that time:
`Nuclear Weapons and Christian Conscience'. `That your husband's book is it ?' he
asked. `No,' said I. `It's mine.' `Well,' he said in much surprise, `that's a very strange
book for a woman to read.'
Aye aye, I thought, what have we here ? But I dismissed it, thinking worse things happen
at sea. I had been in the WRNS (what was then the Women's Royal Naval Service) and
had managed to stay within the church, even though I read strange books.
We turned up for the baptism and were the only ones, thankfully: my husband (not a
Catholic), my parents (father not a Catholic), an elderly lady and my brother as
god-parents. No-one had said a word about the whys and wherefores of baptism and
my head was teeming with questions. I didn't think I wanted any of it. I was even more
be-fogged when the whole ritual was in Latin; so, even though I had been good at Latin
at school, I did not understand a word of it. And when my baby, whose name was Alastair
Mark, was pronounced 'Alasteray Marco' by the priest,my father and I looked at each
other and nearly burst with suppressed laughter. A cowed silence prevailed apart from
the droning of the priest in his foreign tongue. There was no talking or communication
among any of us. In those days one did not talk in a church building: a guilty whisper
was all we could manage. It was the middle of winter and not only the weather was cold.
I can see why people talked about `getting the baby done'. That was how it was. Was
that the kind of environment to attract non-Catholics to enquire about the church, let
alone those of us who were already in it ?Not long after that mysterious event I rang the
bell at the presbytery and asked if I could have a course of learning about the Catholic
faith. What I really wanted to know was what to tell my child about it when the time
came for all the inevitable questions. `Be prepared' was a motto I had picked up from
somewhere. The uncomprehending priest introduced me to a somewhat elderly lady
teacher from India who was catechising (awful word) the children in the parish. She had
not been long in this country and was finding our church ways very different from what
she had been used to. She took me on and I had weekly `instructions' which turned into
a kind of good-humoured series of debates.The Indian lady was horrified by the way
children were treated at Mass: they had to keep still and silent for the whole time
(children's liturgy groups had not been invented) and had no books or information to
guide them, so she composed a booklet containing a simple form of Mass prayers in
English and together we produced enough copies for all the children in her group. She
then led them in these prayers, audibly but quietly, at Mass on Sundays. Eventually there
came a command from the bishop that this practice must cease immediately because
women were not allowed to speak in church. The poor lady was devastated and I was
indescribably angry. I remembered that my mother's sister, a highly intelligent teacher
of senior pupils, had said to me in reply to my abiding need to query absolutely
everything, `We mustn't ask questions - we have to do as we're told.' I'm sure that was
said tongue in cheek, but many a true word We continued with my `instructions' until
my teacher insisted with absolute conviction - no possibility of any other view - that St
Paul was a gentile. At that point I gave up. We remained friends, however, and she taught
me to make curry. Her daughter was a medical doctor and I was eventually able to
demonstrate to them the breathing exercises for natural childbirth (then in its early days)
on the actual day when I was in labour with my second son. They were astonished. I
was obviously not suffering, as all wicked Eves should. My visitors left before the birth,
and Malcolm David arrived rapidly that afternoon. When it came to his baptism his
names sounded something like Malcombo Davidam in pidgin Latin and that is all I can
recall about that particular occasion, except a strong feeling that I did not want to be
I don't understand why anyone would want to look back with regretful nostalgia to those
days. Today, on a more positive note, we can be truly thankful for what we have now.
I pray that it will continue, without any backsliding. Now there are endless courses
available in all matters to do with the church, and books galore. I remain in a constant
state of astonishment as I see it all around me, like a huge ocean of information for
people to immerse themselves in. Baptism, and everything else, by total immersion
indeed. And as a matter of course we all talk and question and discuss about every
possible detail. Long may this climate grow and develop.

                        Give God what’s right......not what’s left

CROSSWORDS One grid with two sets of clues -                 different answers - choose

       1         2       3        4        5        6
                                                               7 Article with lever is
                                  8                           laudatory (6)
                                                              8 Setter trapped in big cat
                                                              noise is vagrant (6)
 9                       10                                   9 Irishman goes to hospital
                                                              this way (4)
                                                              10 Reverse apple pastry to
            1111                                              win (8)
                                                              11 Man-made nameless
       13                                                     surrounding for a politician
                 15                        16
                                                              but compassionate (11)
                                                              14 Scatter these to make
                                                    17        settle slide (6,5)
                          19               20
                                                              18 Hear of liking to be almost
                                                              replete (8)
                                                              20 Europe bathed in
                                                              backward light 365 days(4)
                                                              21 Point to 60’s singer for
                                                              bell-like flower (6)
                                                              22 Info for one and America
                                                              is brilliant((6)
Down 1 Confused path to court hearing(5) 2 Undecided with a year is powerful (6)
3 Sharp sweet (5,3) 4 To be French can be wooden growth (4)
5 Fighting for a place in Sussex (6) 6 Put up with being in a hole (4,3)
12 Others round piece of tree study God (8) 13 Pub confused with front money (7)
15 Irritate the French following approval mark (6) 16 Dull at home, good for
removing damp (6) 17 Uranium found in farewell gives good return (5)
19 Obesity cured with learner even.

Across 7 Killed by William at Battle (6) 8 Hope (6) 9 Irritation(4) 10
Antlered animals (8) 11 Receptacle and sign of Jesus’ birth (4,3,4)
14 How God made Adam (7,4) 18 Where Lake Huron is found
(2,6) 20 Action of teeth (4) 21 Written communication (6) 22
Waxen light (6)

Down 1 Celebration event (5) 2 To care for (6) 3 Cuddly (8) 4
Wise men (4) 5 Garden tools (6) 6 Drawing test (3,4) 12 Small
bird that can walk down trees (3,5) 13 Fruits named for colour (7)
15 One found in a grotto (1,5) 16 Straighten(6) 17 Stop moving
(5) 19 Well ventilated (4) Answers on Page 28

                               My Lourdes Experience

Lourdes was an amazing experience. The coach journey up to Lourdes was long
and tiring but was worth it when we got there. One morning I had to get up at 5
o’clock to lead the high stations I said the 6th station with another redshirt but was
tired the rest of the day. I played the saxophone at every mass but some of the music
was hard to play. I played my
saxophone when the cross
from Arundel and Brighton
was put in the ground. I was
really     enlightened      and
spiritually fulfilled at the
baths when I sang there and
when I took a bath. We had
a time to reflect in the
evening which was very
spiritually relieving as the
Lourdes day is very
spiritually upbeat.

Clive Swithinbank

We arrived at the end of our centenary celebrations in style. On Wednesday 20 October
all the girl guiding groups in Dorking and Leas District converged on Denbies and at
20:10 precisely on the 20 of the 10 month 2010 we all renewed our promise “to love
our God, to serve our Queen and to keep the Guide Law” which is to ‘think of others
before ourselves and do a good turn everyday’. We try to remember this Promise and
Law in our day to day lives and in planning activities in the pack. On Remembrance
Sunday we sold biscuits and cakes after Mass to raise money for the Poppy Appeal.
During November some of the Brownies will be helping to plan a celebration for the
new Brownies who joined the pack in September and others will be providing
refreshments for the visitors. In December we will be planting trees in the communal
orchard on Denbies hillside. As Christmas draws near we will try to remember friends
and family by making cards and gifts. Brownies and Girl Guiding reflects the ideal that
we should be striving for, to think of others before ourselves and to reach out to others,
regardless of our religious beliefs.
I hope that girl guiding will go from strength to strength in the next 100 years and hope
that others may be inspired to join the girl guiding movement in the coming years.

                           News From St. Joseph’s School.

The Summer term ended very successfully for us at St. Joseph’s. We were once again
proud of our Year 6 pupils who performed well in their SAT tests. Our overall results
place us above Surrey averages and significantly above National averages.
We were equally delighted with the children’s end of year performance. Pupils in Year
5 and 6 put on a really wonderful musical production of Shakespeare’s “Twelfth Night”
which proved a big hit with both the children themselves and their parents.

This term we have welcomed 27 new children to our Reception class. They are a
delightful class and have already settled in to our school community.

The beginning of term was particularly exciting for us as we prepared for the Papal
Visit. We joined with the many other Catholic schools across the country to watch the
live webcast of Pope Benedict’s “Big Assembly” at St. Mary’s College in Twickenham.
It was a day of real celebration for us in school with the children dressing in white and
yellow, the colours of the papal flag, and enjoying cakes at playtime. It was special for
the children to feel part of a wider Catholic community and to listen to the Pope’s

message to them, calling them to become “the future saints of the 21st century” and
encouraging them “ not to be content with second best”. The children will be reflecting
on the Pope’s message as we embark on this special year to celebrate Catholic education.
It was also inspiring for the staff to be refreshed in our mission. We were particularly

struck by the Pope’s words to teachers and religious at St. Mary’s: “As you know, the
task of a teacher is not simply to impart information or to provide training in skills
intended to deliver some economic benefit to society; education is not and must never
be considered as purely utilitarian. It is about forming the human person, equipping
him or her to live life to the full – in short it is about imparting wisdom. And true wisdom
is inseparable from knowledge of the Creator, for ‘both we and our words are in his
hand, as are all understanding and skill in crafts’ (Wis 7:16)”. This has reaffirmed our
commitment to providing a broad and balanced curriculum here at St. Joseph’s which
nurtures the development of the whole child. As the Pope said to the children, “All the
work you do is placed in the context of growing in friendship with God, and all that
flows from that friendship. So you learn not just to be good students, but good citizens,
good people.”

Many parents and friends were able to join us for our Harvest Festival in October. Each
class contributed a song or performance as we thanked God joyfully for the gifts of the
Harvest. Our theme this year was the precious nature of water and its vital role in
growing and nature. This year, at the suggestion of our Year 6 House Captains, we
raised money for Cafod’s Pakistan Flood Relief work. We were touched by the generous
response and were able to send £208 in support of this worthwhile cause.

We offer our best wishes to everyone in the Parish as the season of Advent approaches
and extend a warm invitation to all members of the parish community to join us for
our Advent Service at the church on Tuesday 21st December 2010 at 4pm.

We thank Father Dominic and the parish community for the support shown to the
school and ask for your continued prayers.
                          KEVIN’S ORDINATION

For almost a year we had the pleasure of welcoming Kevin O’Donnell, a former
Church of England minister in our parish to complete his parish placement. This
was a step on his way to becoming a priest in the Catholic Church. Although some
                                                 of you may not have come across
                                                 him, Kevin was a great help to
                                                 Father Dominic, especially at Mass
                                                 during the week. He was also very
                                                 much involved with the youth of
                                                 the parish. On Saturday 9 October
                                                 we as a church helped Kevin on
                                                 one of the final stages on his
                                                 journey; at 6pm Mass Kevin was
                                                 ordained as a temporary deacon.
                                                 What an occasion it was. The
                                                 church      was      filled   with
                                                 parishioners, not just from St
                                                 Joseph’s but from Horsham and
from Storrington where Kevin had been before. The church looked beautiful, thanks
to the efforts of the flower ladies. A choir and music group from St Joseph’s and
Horsham parishes led the singing. John Philpot played for the hymns on the organ.
Kevin had chosen readers and cantors from both parishes. The sanctuary was awash
with priests. The most important visitor was our Bishop, Kieran. Kevin’s ordination
to deacon was the second in the diocese in as many weeks and the other new deacon,
assisted at the ceremony.
The whole service ran very smoothly helped by altar servers from St Joseph’s who
did a sterling job under the direction of the Bishop’s Master of Ceremonies. The
altar servers did so well that they have been invited to help with the Chrism Mass
at Arundel Cathedral next Easter.
After the service everyone tucked into a sumptuous buffet in the Parish Rooms.
Bishop Kieran stayed to chat with parishioners and Kevin ceremonially cut both
cakes which had been baked in his honour. A wonderful night was had by all.
We wish Kevin all the best in his current placement in Hove and look forward to
his ordination as a priest in the New Year.

Val Arundel

The pictures opposite were taken at the reception in the parish rooms after the


              Bishop Kieran

                                   Behind the scenes

 Kevin cuts
 the cake

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE                                          Rosemary Kellaway

Pity those hapless people whose birthdays happen to fall around
Christmas time. Having been born mid December, I find like many
others that my cards always arrive late, the senders not realising that
they need to post them two weeks in advance. One card even arrived
early January.
My favourite way of celebrating is to have a picnic, but cold, dark
December is not a time for eating outdoors. So sometimes we go away
for a short break instead, my next best favourite event. Last year we
spent a few days at an hotel near the South Coast. We explored the town
and walked by the sea, watching the crashing waves. On the evening of my birthday we
decided to eat in the dining room of the hotel. The bar was busy being Friday with several
couples and small groups gathered for preChristmas drinks and dinner.
I sat in the only empty seat while drinks were ordered. Then I realised why that seat was
empty. Right in front of me at the bar was a smartly suited gent sitting on a high stool.
His arms hung loosely at his side as he swayed gently, eyes closed. After a while I
decided I didn't want to sit so close to such a sight, and asked the barman if he was OK,
and that sometimes a person could appear intoxicated when in fact they were ill. He
smiled broadly and said that he was known to them, and had been there some time. I felt
uneasy but noticed that everyone else seemed to be ignoring him, except a group of
builders drinking nearby, who kept glancing at him. I wandered over and asked if they
knew him, which they didn't, but showed concern, one remarking that if he fell off the
stool he would smash his head on the hard floor, voicing my own thoughts. I decided to
get something done, so raising my voice I spoke to the barman again, pointing out that
if his customer fell and injured himself would the hotel be partly to blame, and could he
please tell the manager. The smile vanished and he disappeared smartly. Before long we
went in to dinner and I later asked the waiter what had happened. They had called a cab
and sent him home - " He was just tired". He may well have been tired, but perhaps he
had been served more drinks than were good for him.
Well. mister, whoever you are, you spoilt my birthday. The atmosphere was not relaxed
                           and happy as it should have been. I have wondered since, how
                           others had seen the situation. Whereas my intent was to be -
                           in a small way - a Good Samaritan, others may have seen
                           someone loud, "making a scene". To give the barman his due
                           maybe he had seen this scenario many times and it was
                           nothing new. Either way the customer had presumably reached
                           home safely to spend a happy Christmas, and I had done what
                           I thought right.
                           Maybe the moral of this tale is for us all to look after each other
                           more on such occasions. Never spoil someone's birthday, and
                           whatever you do this Christmas - don't fall off a bar stool!

CYCLING THE SIGHTS                                                     Tom Arundel

I was going to call it recycling but I thought no one would bother to read it. We enjoyed
our bike ride along the Mosel so much last year that we booked another hol’ to see the
River Elbe between Prague and Dresden this June. It’s a great way to get in among the
scenery and take it all in whilst your luggage is moved between hotels. This one showed
up the difference in the quality of tracks between the Czech Republic and Germany but
no real surprise there considering how recently the Czechs were under the Soviet
hammer. A bit more demanding than last year. On
our first day out we got lost three times. The first
part of the route was along the Vitava river which
joins the Elbe at Melnik, our destination that day.
The grump accompanying us (my alter ego) kept
complaining about how much of the route was out
of sight of the river. But the weather was pleasant
and the heat was easier to take with the cooling
effect of moving along. The going was reasonable
until we came back to the river where the view was
splendid but the track a disaster. Clearly a very
ancient way paved with large very hard and polished
cobbles with wide gaps between and lots of sand
which meant that the tyres of the bikes were slipping
and sliding all over the place. That was a clear
signal to dismount and walk for a few hundred yards
until the cobbles finished and we could get some
traction on plain old churned up earth. But overall
an enjoyable day until we got to Melnik and found that the very last part of the route
was a long steep hill up to the town which, though it commanded a magnificent view of
the river and its convergence with the Elbe, was very hard work after 40 miles (including
the extras through wrong turnings).
Next day we thought we were doing well even though quite a bit of the route was across
country between bends in the river. That is until Tom followed the road signs for
Litomerice, our second day goal, and we finished up on a main road instead of a country
road which was a bit intimidating with all the big trucks hurtling by rather close for
comfort. We decided to visit the site of a Jewish ghetto and cemetery which we found
quite poignant to the point of depressing. Finding somewhere to get a drink and snack
that day proved impossible, so it was fortunate we bought ourselves some lunch before
we set off. More riverside riding the next day en route to Decin with delightful scenery
and we were criss-crossing the river by small ferries. Most of these were not powered
but used the force of the river current and a cable attached to a line to take them across
the river. All good things came to an end when our route left the river and we had quite
a few miles of ups and downs on country roads and a very tricky route through the town
to the hotel ;but which was very good. After dinner a visit to the castle and flower garden,
a large beer and bed.
Then it was a bit easier along the riverside and only 14 miles to Bad Shandau a spa town.
Toyed with the idea of visit to a famous beauty spot but found that the only way was
to walk a considerable distance up a valley where we could not take our bikes, so that
was out. We arrived at Bad S in plenty of time to spend a couple of hours in the spa
baths, a great way to soothe aches and pains and work up an appetite. Great place to stay
as it’s in the middle of a natural park with excellent self-catering facilities run by the
Tourist Board. The last leg was on to Dresden on, for the most part, excellent cycle
ways and tracks alongside the river. Magnificent views and leading on into wide
expansive riverside meadows on the approach to Dresden. A wonderful experience
seeing the city from this approach only marred by aching knees and limbs and the need
for sustenance. A truly worthwhile city to visit and enjoy. The restoration of the city
seems to scream ‘No more war!’ They have purposely left the soot blackened stone in
among the new where they have rebuilt. We took a train back to Prague and enjoyed
the journey again in reverse from the window.

                                   A Revelation
 On November 6 my husband and I attended a superb performance, given by
Dorking Choral Society, in St Martin's Church, of the Requiem by Gabriel Faure.
We wondered, afterwards, how anybody could fear death when encompassed by
such sublime music.
 However, it was the first item on the programme, Haydn's Little Organ Mass,
which transported us back to St Joseph's Church 48 years earlier, when Father
Christopher Spender had welcomed us to the Parish and, as we didn't know a
single soul in the parish but loved good music, encouraged us to join the Choir.
They were a very friendly group, Pauline Allen directed the singing and Gerald
Tallack was our organist. We sang at the11a.m. Mass on most Sundays and we
sang the Little Organ Mass on the Great Feasts of the Church, Our repertoire
included motets by Mozart and we even sang an abbreviated version of Mozart's
Twelfth Mass and excerpts from his Coronation Mass. Ah! Heady days!
 I know we have an excellent choir (or do they prefer to call themselves a "singing
group")at the 9 a.m Mass but I often think it a pity that we do not occasionally
take the opportunity to perform some of the beautiful music that was written for
the Church in former times.

Answers to crossword:
6. Art Exam 12. Nuthatch 13. Oranges 15. A Santa 16. Unbend 17. Stall 19. Airy
18. In Canada 20. Bite 21. Letter 22. Candle Down 1. Party 2. Mother 3. Adorable 4. Magi 5. Spades
EASIER Across 7. Harold 8. Aspire 9. Itch 10. Reindeer 11. Crib and star 14. Created thus
4. Tree 5. Battle 6. Bear pit 12. Theology 13. Finance 15. Tickle 16. Drying 17. Value 19. Flat
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CRYPTIC Across 7. Praise 8. Roamer 9. Path 10. Overturn 11. Sympathetic 14. Little Seeds

                       ALTAR SERVING AT ST. JOSEPH’S

St. Joseph’s Church has an
active group of altar
servers (both boys and
girls, as well as older
servers), who regularly
serve at the three
Saturday/Sunday Masses,
as well as the special holy
days throughout the
liturgical year. Their role
is to assist the priest during
the Mass, as well as to help
the congregation to pray.
All altar servers are asked        Some of the altar servers with the
to arrive around 10/15             Bishop after Kevin O’Donnell’s
minutes before the start of        Diaconate ordination
Mass, to ensure that they are properly prepared. As well as having to robe themselves
with an alb and a cincture (gown and cord tie). Those who have enrolled in the Arch
confraternity of St. Stephen also place a bronze medal around their neck to show that
they belong to the Guild – at present all servers have bronze medals no matter how long
they have served. The servers ensure that the altar is prepared for Mass and that the altar
candles are lit. Depending on how many servers are at a Mass and what will go on during
the service, various tasks are distributed to the altar servers by a senior altar server or
the Master of Ceremonies (MC). These may include Cross-Bearer, Acolytes, Book-
Bearer, Thurifer (charcoal and incense carrier), Boat (incense grain carrier), and Holy
Water, or general altar serving.
During the Mass, altar servers under the guidance of a senior altar server or MC, carry
out their involvement in the service with prayerfulness and reverence, helping the smooth
running of the Mass.
At the end of Mass altar servers assist the sacristans in extinguishing the altar candles
and either help prepare the altar for the next Mass or in tidying up. They then hang-up
their alb, cincture and if they have one on, their medal.
Regular altar server practices are mostly held once a term, to train new altar servers and
refresh those who have been serving for some time. At the Easter Triduum, practices
are held for those altar servers who are attending Church over this period.
May I pass my ‘Thanks’ on to those parents/guardians who support their children in
altar serving at St. Joseph’s, as well as those who serve on a regular basis. Your help
and commitment is very much appreciated.
If anyone would like to serve, you have to be over 8 years old, have had made your First
Holy Communion, and be prepared to commit yourselves to serve regularly at St.
Joseph’s; speak to Father Dominic about doing so.
Martin Stebbings (St. Joseph’s Altar Server MC)
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Grace Holland           6 June 2010       Cass Butterworth      29 August 2010
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Violet Cook            25 July 2010       Dexter Mortimer       26 Sept 2010
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           Alicja Grzech & Tim Salter (in Poland)     24 July 2010
           Katherine Jarrams & Stephen Thompson       18 Sept 2010


Christina Pipe          27 May 2010       Josephine Gunther 30 August    2010
Mary Haines              3 June 2010      Marilyn Hodson     6 September 2010
Cezary Kamienieck       11 July   2010    David Tuffield     8 November 2010
Dolores Smith           10 August 2010

            Eternal rest grant unto these your servants, Lord

                    And let perpetual light shine on them

                           May they rest in peace

Catechetical Coordinator
Children’s Liturgy                   Katherine Bletso                877613
First Communion                      Cath Cackett                    882433
Confirmation                         Sophie Mortimer                 882433
Child Protection Coordinator         Penny Dubois                    880652
RCIA                                 Parish Priest                   882433
Children at non catholic schools     Katherine Bletso                882433
Ecumenism                            John Chenery                    711921

Youth                                Parish Priest                   882433
                                     Francis Cluett

Brownies                             Penny Dubois                    880652

Baptism Preparation                  Anne Flood                      740568
                                     Tony Kinal                      889199
Marriage and family Life             Parish Priest                   882433
Sick and Housebound                  Phyllis Cook                    881525
Prayer Campaign Team                 Mary Dalton                     889784
Social Committee
Mother Teresa Group                  Anne Pinches                    877559
APF Red boxes                        Louis Mc Culloch                887699
Repository                           Gillian van der Lande           888251
Rota For Readers etc                 Joan Marshall                   885217
St Joseph’s School Secretary         Lisa Cook                       883934
Parish Secretary                     Penny Dubois                    882433
Gift Aid                             Damian Conlin
Chairman Pastoral Team               Catherine Blackburn             882433
Organist                             Vinita Goveas/ Mark Brafield/
                                     Carolyn Hextall
Sacristan                            Anne Dalton                     876466
Music Group                          Gabrielle Norman                883633
Chairman of Parish Finance Com       Pat Casey                       883462
Web Site                             Sean Cleary                     883241

Hall Bookings                        Penny Dubois                    882433
Hall Caretaker                       Melanie Overton                 883252
Property Group                       Michael Shanahan                877667
Altar Servers                        Martin Stebbings                711164
Magazine Contributions and letters   Tom Arundel                     885730
Catenians Association                John Masserella                 881807
Small Groups                         Tony Marshall                   885217
Garden of Remembrance                Clive Cappleman                 882433

Please note, the Parish Office Hours are 10am-2pm Tuesday - Friday
                               Christmas 2010
Thursday 23 December      Children craft/tree decorating
                          Christingle making                     2-4pm in hall
Friday 24 December Christmas Eve                       Mass      9 .30 am
                          Christingle Service                    12 noon
                                                       Carols    11.30 pm
                                       First Mass of Christmas   12 midnight
Christmas Day                                          Mass      9 am
                                               Family Mass       11 am
Sunday 26 December                             Family Mass        9 am
                                                       Mass      11 am
Monday 27 December                                     Mass      10 am
Saturday 1 January New Year’s Day                      Mass      10 am


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