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Molly Jenkins, A well lived life.


Your roving reporter had the sad but ultimately pleasant opportunity to attend Molly Jenkins funeral service at Grantham Crematorium. Although I was very friendly with Harry and Molly, being a Johnny come lately to Wing, there were many little snippets I had no idea about. So, after the service I had a word with Molly’s Daughter Janet and was able to get a copy of the text reproduced below. This was read by Caroline, a member of the family at the service. I suspect many Wing inhabitants will be interested in the full story of one of Wings characters that we always had pleasure in meeting.

Molly was born on the 10th of December 1926, one of 5 children to Frank and Mary-Jane Goodliffe. Her father was a farmhand who eventually settled in Exton which is where Molly and her brother and sisters grew up. Molly had a happy childhood and was particularly close to her dad.

After leaving school, Molly was adamant that she didn’t want to work inside in a shop or factory, she wanted to work on the land – much to her dad’s disapproval. But strong-willed Molly won the day and she went to work for a farmer called Chuff around Empingham and Whitwell, where she spent many happy years. One of Molly’s duties was herding cattle through Oakham town centre, ever mindful that the cows didn’t venture into the shops.

Molly met a young man from Greetham called Harold Butcher who was on a break from the war. On his return 6 years later he looked her up and they started courting and married shortly after. Harold eventually started working for his brother-in-law, Charlie Turner. Molly and Harold bought a house in The Terrace in Greetham which is where their 2 children – Michael and Janet – were born. Charlie and his wife Edie lived next door to them in the Terrace and it was a happy time for them all.

Molly and Harold saved hard and were able to purchase a plot of land and build their own bungalow in Wheatsheaf Lane in Greetham. At the top of the garden, they had a piggery where they bred their own pigs before sending them to Grandad Butcher to take to market. Janet remembers the family hand-rearing Charlie, the runt of one of the litters, and also remembers being distraught to come home from school one day to find Charlie had gone to Grandad’s. They also kept chickens which kept them in eggs and gave them a few good Sunday dinners. They had a huge garden in which they grew flowers and vegetables and this started Molly’s love of growing all her own produce.

In September 1964, Harold was tragically killed whilst driving his lorry, leaving Molly to bring up Michael and Janet on her own. She took on many jobs to support her young family, including potato picking and working at menial jobs on local farms and delivering newspapers around the village.

In the early 70’s Molly started work as a barmaid in the Wheatsheaf and it was there that she met Harry Jenkins, House Master for Melbourne’s Brewery. Harry, who had 2 sons Graham and Andrew asked Molly to marry him a couple of years later and they became landlord and landlady of the Cuckoo Inn at Wing. They stayed there until they retired in 1990 when they moved to Whissendine. Molly rekindled her love of gardening and grew all her own vegetables. Harry passed away in 2013 after Molly had nursed him through a long illness, despite being in her 80’s herself.

Extremely caring and always willing to help others, Molly was a much loved Mum, Step-Mum, Nan, Step-Nan and Great Nan. She was also a very stubborn and very blunt lady, who from an early age knew her own mind. Much of her time in recent years was spent in the bookies, as horse racing was another great passion in her life. She also loved her holidays and, when Harry was well enough to be left, she enjoyed many coach holidays with Janet – the last one being to Ilfracombe in August. Molly was also a closet Man United fan who never stopped talking about Wayne Rooney., although lately she changed her allegiance to Jamie Vardy. She wasn’t a great watcher of TV but did like Deal or No Deal, Tipping Point and The Chase. Molly was also very resourceful and if she missed the bus to Melton, she would think nothing of sticking out her thumb and hitching a lift. One day a man stopped and said “Don’t you think you’re being a bit silly, hitching rides at your age with people you don’t know?” to which Molly replied “Are you giving me a lift or not? If not, shut up!”. He did pick her up but explained that he was only going as far as Burton Lazars – Molly however worked her charm and he ended up taking her all the way to Melton.

Molly became ill late in 2015 and was diagnosed with bowel cancer. She was admitted to Leicester General Hospital in November and passed away on the 6th of December in Rutland Memorial Hospital in Oakham. Everyone who met Molly loved her and said what a character she was but, as they say to the losing contestants at the end of The Chase ……. For you Molly, sadly the chase is over.

Another interesting fact I learned talking to Janet. Alan, Molly’s step grandson, spent all the summer holidays with Molly and Harry at the Cuckoo in the 80’s (he was then about 7 or 8) Alan still has very fond memories of Wing.

PB

 

Wing Remembers


In this festive season why not take a moment to remember those whose sacrifice enables us to enjoy our lives today.

Please give a thought for the men and women of the village who, over the years, have served our country in a multitude of ways and especially those that sacrificed their lives.

The website  Wing Page for Rutland Remembers pays tribute to the men from the village who died in the First World War but let’s not forget all from the village who have served.

Wing Seniors Gobble the Turkey


The observant amongst us may have seen round the village some posters regarding a Lunch at the Hall. Not everybody did, the posters looked like this:-

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On the 13th, as announced, in the Hall, there was a lunch, following are some photographs taken during the meal.

There is an interesting background to this event. For those not Coffee Morning regulars and therefore perhaps missing the latest news. Jeanetta, wife of the itinerant shelf hanger, as you should all know, has moved to warmer climes. We all said our farewells and carried on with our lives. We thought we had everything covered, the quilters were squabbling quietly amongst themselves and your correspondent had taken over the Coffee Morning. Even the bowls people were fairly contented. Then, one day there was an outbreak of what can only be called Wet Hennery.  Jan was also leaving! she had been doing it for the last 14 years….”Who’s doing Christmas Lunch” was heard at Coffee Morning. It was obvious that complete panic was about to erupt in what had been up till then a peaceful English village. neither Napoleon or Herr Schickelgrouber had caused such dismay. Being an Aircraft Apprentice, your correspondent, trained at enormous expense to the tax payer announced, ” Don’t panic, I can organise it, I can strip and re assemble a Bren gun in a sack”.  At this calm ensued. Barbara was heard to ask “what’s a Bren gun?  One of the other AAs in the ville, of a senior entry who would have been a pal of Frazer if Dad’s Army had been around, was busy spreading alarm and despondency with remarks like “He’s got it round his neck, It’ll be a disaster, mark my words”. The following week mumbling was heard round the coffee table to the effect  ” He ain’t got a clue”.  Jan was approached but announced firmly she would have nothing to do with it as her move was imminent. Before the controller could get involved someone thrust Mary Rogers into the kitchen where she said as she was used to organising things for the Royal Scouting Association, a lunch would be a mere bagatelle to her. Rapidly the task was handed over to sighs of relief from the top table.

Mary it turns out had no experience of feeding the ten thousand, but, with her RSA background she would find someone who could. Enter Sarah McAllister. Often seen ploughing through the village in her Land Rover. She used to drive a tank, but for some time has been doing catering for a living with a mere Land Rover. Having, it transpired, twistable arms and also being a new villager, she was tentatively approached and engaged on a loss leader basis to do the skilled work for us.

I, and everyone else I spoke to at the lunch enjoyed and was impressed with their meal so we must all say a big Thank You to Sarah. In future a raised hand greeting is in order when you see the Peuce Landy trundling through the ville.

Now then, lets get down to the lunch. Everybody who was anybody was there so they should feature on the digital wonderland that is our Website. Here goes then.

Remember-Click on a photo to enlarge it!

All bar the first that is!

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Just filling up nicely, notice bottles still corked

It all looks quite calm and serene in the above shot. However, someone had kindly donated laughing water to go with the meal ( Thank You Mystery Donor) so it wasn’t long before things livened up.

Here are some shots taken during the meal. Rather than describe them in detail I will just add snippets from conversations overheard as I slid my slender frame through the crowds.

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Dorothy explaining the evils of Drink to Julia and Tony agreeing, slightly.

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Cyril Armstrong explaining to Roger the Plot how things just grow better up at the Pondarosa. It has it’s own micro climate, a bit like Ruddles apparently.

Pedro and Chris

We really wanted to be Turtle Doves say Chris and Pedro Weston

Don't tell anyone but

Alan explaining how to wangle free parking at the library, John is not too keen but Brian thinks it’s a good idea

Found wandering in the car park

This poor soul was found wandering in the car park. We brought him in and filled him up with some warm tea. Jan then came and claimed him. Apparently she keeps him to do the washing up and car cleaning.

I was settling down to a quiet Lunch when I heard a “Cooee” from the far end of the room

Coee I have a little job for you

It was Gloria. When the lunch was finished she had a “little job” for me.

Whilst getting my instructions Sheila Casey swept in on her well oiled mandraulic Trundle. She immediately became the centre of attention but kept asking who was the idiot with the camera…..

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I went over to exchange a form of pleasantry with Mrs Casey and her lovely daughter Jaqui

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Who’s that nice man over there Mum?

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Enter a caption

That’s no “nice man” and don’t you wave at him girl, that’s the bloke from up Mill Close and I don’t mean the Shelf Hanger. He’s an expensive rubber ring seller amongst other things.

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Just glare at him, he might go away.

Meanwhile, back in the hall….

Was this Romance or just a very good wine?

Is this romance or just too much wine

Pop, normally a very sober member of the community getting a little carried away with Doreen, the Bowling Belle of Wing.

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Sparks, as ever, complaining about the wine, apparently not enough of a  Bouquet for him, Sheila agreeing while Cyril is still explaining how the answer to most things lies in the soil.

They only come ashore at Christmas for a drink

Nick  reckons only to come ashore for booze so today was a good one for him to tie up.

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Then Roger the Clock started laughing, he had found the drink was free, Anne T was thinking, Why did I have to sit here?  Anne R was thinking, Two Scots and a bottle…

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Its all Free Shouts Roger

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Be quiet Roger says Silvia or you’ll be going to bed without your Horlicks tonight

Richard had started the raffle Organised by Anne. It raised well over a Hundred pounds towards the event.

Here comes Cynthia struggling to suppress a smile as she carries home her winnings.

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The Raffle was very well stocked this year and actually caused a small problem in that there were pregnant pauses as people struggled to get to their prizes.

Talking of pregnancy

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The Ministry of Health had asked me if I wanted to star in a film they were making about Family Planning.

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Anne giving it the hard sell

I bet there was no one in the hall who dared not buy a Raffle ticket.

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Now we know why we rarely see Charles out of an evening, His delightful wife Phillipa.

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Calm down, you two there’s plenty for everyone.Look how Christine controls herself. Mary is embarrassed by you Richard and it’s no good blaming Gloria.

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Well of course I gave up a good days fishing to come here says Vic reluctantly grabbing a fill up whilst Neil is just relieved to be given a break from the ear bashing.

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Did I have to sit next to this chap thinks  Cynthia. Of course I am a very important person thinks Paul.

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I’ll give you Queen of the May. Just keep off my mint chocks!

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What we don’t know is where is John going for the next cruise?? Brian and Margaret Moore, Jan and Alan back row with Brian and John ready for the off

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Anne Ruffel telling June and David Leith one of her risque little jokes.

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Yes Pam we can get that cobweb down after.  VAL and Adrian patiently waiting Not like some….

Calm down

Calm down Richard!

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Of course, with Angora goats you have to stop them eating small children, it gives them tummy ache  Brenda to Sarah. Two keepers of exotic animals. Brenda alas, not any more, but Sarah’s alligator tank is doing well in Manton.  Apparently they have more small children up there.

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Of course G3s get everywhere, Bigger aerials, Better rigs and More DX, just look at Julia with Gordon our resident G3, apparently she can cook as well.

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Yes, be careful mate I’m watching you! while Eileen looks calmly on. I regret to say this is the only shot containing Judith, mistress of the Fruit Salad, better than ever this year Thanks Judith!

Thats much better

That’s much better Richard, just keep your hands on the table.

Meanwhile, in the Engine Room

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The team that made it all happen. Jools?, Sarah herself, Chris Haworth and your correspondent’s understudy Mary Rogers who took on the job of organising this years bash at extremely short notice. They are the ones to be thanking, if like me, you enjoyed the event.

Next year’s bash looks to be ON. This year’s finances eventually worked out very well. The Raffle did well, the prizes were all donated, thanks again doners! And those who were good enough to put a donation in the box, not only were we pleased to see you again your money helped make it all possible.

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Ouch, How Much? asks Bryan of Charles

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Tony only came on the understanding he could sit next to Barbara, our very own Birthday Girl, Mill Close’s bit of hot stuff. Happy Birthday Barbara.

Nick and Maggie

Great to see Nick and Maggie, our (well Glaston’s actually) very own Water Rats come ashore for Nick to unwind and Maggie to dry out.

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With still shots it is not possible to show the antics of your tame idiot and Richards articulated hat. if you scan across the shots above you will see the hat has a life of its own.

I couldn’t see it but apparently it was hilarious.  Well thought of Richard.

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Even Sheila could see the funny side of it.

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Cyril, Sheila Mac, Anne Thomson and Chris watching they don’t miss anything.

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THE Senior corner

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Brian and Margaret Moor, Jan Hollowell and Alan enjoying themselves.

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Anne T, cornered Jane Alexander and Alistair Orr in the middle of the hall and relieved them of some cash for a ticket or two. They didn’t realise they are about to be impoverished, Anne is so persuasive.

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Roger explaining he used to be a comic at Skegie till the Lord Chancellor closed him down.

There are a couple of folk not featured who were labouring away in the background, Judith, Queen of the Fruit Salad, Jane Peach doing dogsbody this year. As usual, Helen and Richard Bateman were everywhere but not in the photos. The management apologise and promise to do better next time.

There are more photos in the locker but believe me when you have a small brain and weak eyes you need a break.

Can I just say to any members of the WI. If you are looking for a speaker, I do an excellent hour long talk on Bubble Sextants and Aperiodic Compasses. I am cheap, local and can speak English or a little Dutch. Have a word with your Queen Bee about booking me. Remember I am, as Tony says, Cheap!

Molly Jenkins R.I.P.


Molly Jenkins – former Landlady With Harry at the Cuckoo Inn Wing, died last week and is due to be cremated at Grantham Crematorium on the 22nd of December at 12:30. An amazing woman, she ran the pub with Harry for decades before finally retiring to Whissendine.

Harry passed on a couple of years ago now  but Molly remained active very much until the end. As little ago as last month, she was bustling around Oakham appearing to be in fine spirits.

A message sent in by Mark Tibbert