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Eddie and Helen Grisedale

Just a short note to mark the passing of two old friends. Eddie had passed away a little time ago and I have just been told that Helen has also died.

In 9 Signal Regiment during the later ’70s, among the many station activities, they were involved in the Mercury Theatre Group and The Folk club to name but two.

They lived round the corner from me in Ay Nik and my first Siberian, Sascha, used to baby sit for them.

I lost track of them after I was demobbed and it is only through the good offices of facebook friends that I am able to pay this small tribute.  I’m sure their family and friends will miss them.

Unfortunately I can only find one photo at the moment which was taken at a Sgts Mess function somewhere around ’76 – 78.

Helen Grisedale

Oct 22, 2011 - Army Days    2 Comments

Sandy McKinnon – Man to Remember

sandy service page

The picture says it all

On Friday we buried Sandy in his family town of Penicuik in Midlothian. Those who knew him were enriched by the experience; those who didn’t are unfortunate.

For those that were not aware of the cause of his passing Sandy had a successful operation on a brain tumour, however, inoperable secondary growths finally defeated him.

Although we did not see each other from 1964, when I left 13 Signal Regiment, until 2009 when we met again at Bangkok airport it could have been less than a week.  Both he and Kay made us as welcome as if we had been family.

His friends came from across the globe to pay tribute to one of the most generous people you could meet and they in turn reflected this generosity of spirit.

St Mungo's Parish Church

The service was held at St Mungo’s Parish Church and was taken by Reverend Peter Taylor who, having served with Sandy in 9 Signal Regiment in the late ’60s, left the army to take holy orders. Not that the two events could possibly be connected.

His daughter Fiona read for us and son Alisdair gave the eulogy. Rarely have I heard such a perfect reflection of somebody’s life.  No remorse; he reached out to everybody, and it was large congregation, with stories of events that had touched all our lives at some point in time.

Sandy was laid to rest in the Kirkhill cemetery with a piper in attendance. The weather was kind and the rain held off.

piper at the graveside

Piping him home

The family held the wake in the Craigienield House Hotel and an a personal note I would like to thank Kay and the family for inviting me and their friends for making me so welcome – a special note to Jim and Susan who introduced me round.

We moved to the family home from whence we eventually made our individual ways back to various points across the country.

A very moving day and a fitting tribute to a wonderful person.

 

Bangkok March 2009 - How I'll remember him

Oct 27, 2010 - 9 Sigs Regt, Army Days    5 Comments

Famagusta Saddle Club, Ayios Nikolaos circa ’75

Dressage Practice

Apparently the Saddle club has now been disbanded.  It provided great sport whilst I was at 9 around 74 and 75 in the aftermath of the Turkish invasion.  Dave and Penny(?) ran the show during some of this time and the top horse was Saladin, a grey stallion. Regretfully I do not remember the names of many of the horses, or members for that matter, though I think Jane Wells was also involved in the organisation.

Feeding our Foal

Looking for the hounds

We bred a foal as well during that period. There was quite a quite a strong drag hunt and, if I remember correctly, the ladies early morning hack was an extrememly well supported weekly feature.

My favourite competitions were the military skills at which I did far better than the show jumping for some reason.

Those were the days!

One down - 5 to go - Pig sticking

GOLFING IN BANGKOK

There's only one good looking one!

This is an awfully belated post on golfing with Sandy McKinnon in Thailand and is really just an excuse to publish the photographs.

For those of you who were at 13 Sigs from around ’60-’64 and/or 9 Sigs from ’64-’69 you may well remember Sandy; and Kay as well during the Cyprus stint.

They now live for most of the year in Bangkok and were good enough to invite Josephine and I to stay with them in March on our way back from Cambodia. Unfortunately the photographs from my camera have disappeared into the ether but a couple taken on my mobile on the Muang Ake Vista golf course have survived. (surprise! surprise!).

The caddies (and Sandy)