Ireland - The Withernwick born Poet
I am glad to have heard from
Terry, I hope this is one function of the website to re-unite the village
with it's 'lost' sons and daughters. I do hope this article will be of
interest as I guess many of you knew Terry. If you wish to get in touch
with him, his e-mail address is on the guestbook.
See near bottom for Terry's
Poems Click here
||Terry's family links
with Withernwick (Which I'm sure will bring back a lot of memories for
many of you.
Great-grandfather William (Billy) Barker Lived in Linton Cottages, Main
Street and had been a Stallion Man taking the horse around the farms to
breed – originally for Lincolnshire. Liked his regular pint at the
Great Grandmother Bertha Barker – very quiet and strict – one word was
Grandmother Mary Barker, widow lived High Street died 1961.
Father Thomas Colin (Tom) Ireland Farm Labourer and Village Grave Digger
also part time Chimney sweep, and crack shot with a 12 Bore – originally
from Swine, died in 1973 as result of a road accident in Hornsea.
Mother Mabel, for years cleaner at Bulson’s Farm, then Dinner Lady at
Withernwick School, also worked part time at the Falcon washing glasses on
a Saturday night for Brian and Joan Johnson. Moved to Skirlaugh after dad
died, and died 1997.
Also in the village on Church Lane, Virginia (Ginny) Harvison – sister
In Tanton Terrace, last house before Lambwaths Aunt Therza Southwick,
adopted daughter of Bertha, and her Husband Harry.
This marriage made me related to Alan (Pip) Gibbons still in the village.
Left school 1959 and joined the civil
service in the tax office and stayed there for 18 months. During
this time had a good social life in the village – John Fisher would
allow you in to the Falcon to play bar billiards, and the odd pint.
Saturday nights were the Floral Hall in Hornsea, occasionally Bridlington
At 18 joined the regular army, Intelligence Corps and served in Germany
working with US Forces: in Berlin for the Cuban Crisis for which the
US offered a medal which none of us collected. Found a Withernwick
type village, Effeld, and spent most of my leisure time there, having a
local girl friend. Made rank Corporal, but following a
disagreement with a senior officer was posted back to UK to retrain in
Counter Intelligence with promotion to sergeant on completion.
Refused this and resigned from the Army – it just took them 6 months to
realise I was serious. With typical Army efficiency I was put in
charge of the Depot Police for a while.
During my Army service I met some amazing people, and we still have odd re
unions to this day, and chat most weeks on Skype.
Returned to the civil service where I became a visiting officer for
initially National Assistance Board, which became social security. I
worked all over Yorkshire and saw some very sad circumstances and cases of
Met my wife in May 69 and we married about 6 – 8 weeks later.
Just celebrated our 40th anniversary, two sons, one
BSc in Theoretical Physics, one MSc in Chemistry- both in the IT industry,
grandchild due Nov this year.
Worked 20 year in the Prudential and took voluntary= redundancy at 50 when
they made huge staff reductions. For the last few years was active
in the trade union movement and helped negotiatethe redundancy package
there for local staff.
From 50 life got hectic; set up my own company in 1995 as
Consultancy in Health and Safety at Work – sadly the company failed
after 3 years owing to recession. Lost everything except my house and my
wife so I reckon I did ok really.
From age 55 to retiring I did everything I could to earn a
crust: Double Glazing Canvasser, Market Trader, Market Research
Interviewer, Office Manager, and for the last 2 years as Rep for Ringtons
Tea –I actually helped with the deliveries to Withernwick on one
Now retired, keeping busy with my writing and internet friends – I had
the honour of being asked to write a poem for Nelson Mandela’s birthday
by a South African friend, which I am told he liked. For a while I did
voluntary work with a parish in Leicester on the net, working on Creative
Writing projects with them, and at one stage we had 100+ working with us.
10 years ago we found another village in the Mosel Valley in
Germany where we have made some good friends, and we visit every
year and on occasion pick grapes, last year I had the joy of
drinking wine I had picked the grape for. We have
"adopted" grandchildren there and hope to move there permanently
Not an Earth shaking life, but a good steady one. I feel I was
blessed with my childhood in Withernwick, which was safe, friendly and
caring, and even now I regard the village as home. I learned behaviour and
standards there which i have trried to keep to all my life
I'm sure you will find Terry's poetry of
interest. The poems below are all about Withernwick and mention many
people and places I'm sure will so much more to many of you than they do
to me - and I think they're great - so do have a good read of them.
Then below is a link to a website which
includes many more of Terry's poems. I will have a look through them, as I
hope many of you will also, and if you come across any more of
Withernwick, let me know and I'll provide more direct links
Now Terry has set up a link direct to his poems on Withernwick and the