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Picture this if you will. It is a Monday morning, Sept 4 1961. My first day at a new primary school, Dinas Powys Church in Wales, everything so strange, overwhelming ...and so Welsh! Everyone seems to know each other, children chattering, laughing, it’s bewildering. And there, heading towards me with a look of determination and concentration in her large brown eyes, is a skinny little girl, all elbows and knees, with short brown hair and a very big bow. I can see that she is making a bee line for me and for a second, it is terrifying! She looks so fierce! But then, her face breaks into a smile and she bombards me with hundreds of questions, puts her arm around my shoulder and introduces me to the rest of the class. This is the girl who, from that remarkable day, it was my incredible good fortune to have as one of my very best friends for the next 60 years. Like her mum, Chris was incredibly sociable, a real people person, with a strong sense of what was right and what was wrong and even as a child, if she could see that someone was left out, she would always try and include them and that is the day that we became firm friends. She brought me into the group of gossiping girls and that was that! Four of us, including Judith Naylor and Carole Symonds remained close friends until the end. Hers was the first birthday party I got invited to and in our small Welsh village, it seemed as though Chris was related to and knew everyone. Audrey, her mother, was from an old Dinas Powis family and there were always aunties, cousins, neighbours continually popping in whenever you went to call. Little Girls Club, the stables, Tennis Club, spending our Brownie subs on sweets and sitting on the gate of the donkey field on warm Summer evenings, our primary school years were intertwined both inside and outside of school. Every Friday in the Summer, my father used to finish work early and , with my mum, a gang of us kids would jam into his old estate car and head for Southerndown for French cricket on the beach, a swim and then one of my mum’s amazing picnics. We loved it! At the weekend Chris and I would get up early, 6 am, meet at Scamp Jones’s house and then carrying a bridle each, a little gang of us, average age about 10, would head off to one of the fields dotted around the village where the riding school ponies were kept. We would bridle them up and ride bareback up to the stables, with an illicit gallop across the common enroute. After grooming, feeding and tacking up, our reward would often be a free ride if there was space. We would then reverse the process at the end of the morning. We did this every Saturday and Sunday for about 5 years At school we were both good at English and History and hated Maths and knitting Every Wednesday the box of chalky string wool and short needles would be taken from the top cupboard. Chris and I would line up all afternoon to have our stitches cast on only to have to unravel what little knitting we had done at the end of the afternoon until the next week The boys got to play with plasticine! Chris loved singing and had a really tuneful voice and was good at sewing I was completely flat, but better at country dancing and performing! When we got to top class she was captain of the squirrels, and I was captain of the otters. Chris was bright, the best reader in the class and was the first to be allowed to choose her own books from the library. We used to swap Enid Blyton books,Famous Five, Five Findouters and Dog, Secret Seven, then Malcolm Saville, Monica Dickson and later Georgette Heyer. We would spend rainy days in the holidays in each other’s bedrooms ....just reading, utterly relaxed in each other’s company. As we got older we would exchange gossip, work out the facts of life together, talk about boys ... a lot, swap clothes and make up, share illicit bottles of alcohol, complain about our parents, teachers, other girls, the whole angst of our teenage years was shared Chris could also be direct and it was a standing joke that diplomacy was not one of her strong qualities. I was a fairly overweight adolescent , self conscious and so wanted to be slim. We had gone on a picnic with my family and she was tucking in with full gusto. With no hint of malice, she turned to me and said “Jane, I can’t understand why you’re so fat when I eat twice as much as you”. But you also knew that if ever you asked Chris for advice she would always give you her honest opinion, not just what you wanted to hear and when she paid you a compliment, it was sincere. Maybe honesty is the opposite of diplomacy! She could also be utterly determined and would not hesitate to question anyone in authority if she thought they were in the wrong or being unfair. I can remember her standing full square, both in primary and grammar school, hands on hips, chin jutting out, glaring at the teachers and refusing to back down, insisting they listen to her. The rest of us knew she was in the right but our cowardice or sense of self preservation was too inbuilt to adopt the same tack. She used to make me quake with fear , not for myself but for what might happen to her, but that sense of fair play and standing up for the under dog never left her. She was as brave as a lion Chris was quite gawky as a child but when we got to about 14 she blossomed, with her long, glossy dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes, white teeth and olive skin. The boys loved her! She also had various part time jobs and having this new independence made her more self confident.Neither of us particularly enjoyed lessons at the grammar school and Carole and I remember clearly that she got grade 9, the lowest grade, for most of her mock O levels. We also remember that she told her parents that a 9 was the highest grade! I think this is the first and only time I remember her telling an untruth! For both of us, the sixth form was a much happier time at school, the teachers treated you differently and all of us who did English became a really close knit group, meeting up at each other’s houses to revise and quote poetry and Shakespeare and talk about life! Chris and I went to pubs and parties, the Youth Wing, saw local bands, went shopping in Cardiff,, commiserated with each other when we got dumped, set each other up with dates,kept each other’s secrets and planned for the what happens next. Chris was always determined that she wanted to get away from our small parochial village and see the wider world. After uni we both ended up teaching in Greece, me in Athens and Chris, first in Kastoria and then Thessaloniki where she had the very good fortune to meet Frank. Andy and I went to stay and we knew straightaway he was the one. Time moved on and after Chris and Frank came back to the UK from the Middle East and had Ben, they all came to live with us in West Lulworth before buying their first house in Wimborne. We also had a baby, Jasmine, and those 6 months were like being students again, taking it in turns to cook, being new mums and both of us a bit shell shocked. I seem to remember we went to a lot of jumble sales together! Ben, you have turned into the most lovely young man but I am sorry to say that you were not a happy baby. It was hard for Chris, moving back to a new life with a new baby and not in her own home but she had endless patience and so wanted everything to be perfect for you. It says a lot that our friendship survived those 6 months! When you all moved to Wimborne we still saw a lot of each other, our oldest girls remember the scrumptious barbecues, long walks, going to the beach, the folk festival and the fantastic garden at Red Cottage. Later, when Chris and Frank had their house in Methoni we would spend lovely times together, enjoying being with such old friends, slipping easily into favourite routines of preprandial ouzos, lazy lunches, visiting the best tavernas, beaches and historical sites. Chris loved Greece and was in her element there, and she had a real and deep understanding of the people, their history and culture ...and God forbid if you pronounced a word or place incorrectly! Chris knew everyone in Methoni, spoke Greek like a native, was at the centre of the social hub and enjoyed life to the max. She really was the Queen bee! We did so much good stuff together and all those memories will be so treasured. I have never met anyone who could radiate so much energy and positivity as Chris She was the sort of girl who made things happen, got everyone organised and could light up a room. She held passionate and strong beliefs, was completely without fear when standing up to authority and didn’t suffer fools. She could be feisty, opinionated and stubborn but she was also kind, loyal, honest, had a great sense of humour and was such fun! She was the bestest of friends and our close friendship endured through the good times and the bad until the very end. She was the sister I never had. Chris’s life with Frank, Ben and Elly is not my story to tell but she had a wonderful and fulfilled family life and loved and was so beloved in return. Nobody could have loved her more than Frank, he was the perfect husband for her and Chris knew this unconditionally She thought the world of Jacob and having Ben and Elly and their partners, Hrefna and Mark, living so close by was such a comfort to her.. Her life may have been a life that was cut short but it was a life that was filled to the brim and we will miss her
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Book of Remembrance

"It has been a year now since Chris died. Yesterday, according to her wishes, we scattered her ashes amongst the bluebells. I miss you every day."

Frank - 30th April 21

"Myself and Elly have so many memories of mum, so I’d like to share a few. In fact the very first thing I remember was sitting with her in our house in the lavish compound in Saudi watching a James Bond movie and drinking mango juice I have few other memories of our time there and I Remember Elly birth shortly afterwards. Not being able to drive, having to wear and a veal and other restrictions on women’s rights were not to my mums liking as people who know here can imagine and we moved back to Wimborne where we were brought up. She was exceptionally loyal and protective of us. Much to my embarrassment I remember her marching down the playing fields once to demand an explanation as to why I wasn’t getting picked for a football game and even manged slip in a rant to another child who she saw making a bad tackle. She had a strong sense of what was fair and believed in absolute equality for all people. I was often the beneficiary or victim of this depending on the scenario. Her tenacity stretched to the doctors as well she insisted after several rebuttals from specialists that I had dysmorphic hips and her persistence paid off as I did and the surgery, I got prevented potential walking issues. Me and Elly remember long walks in the countryside almost every weekend despite Elly throwing many a tantrum. Trips back to south wales to see the grandparents and cousins, and her school friends who she remained very close too. Something I am lucky to have as well in a number of my close friends to this day. I remember days out in London where mum would take me and Elly to the museums or galleries linked to any particular focus we had at School. Alluding to Johns mention of here being a technophobe brings to mind one story when according to her the new ticketing machine wasn’t working at the underground station but not to be outdone she quickly hosted us over the barriars and we departed on the train this not being enough for our mum when we alighted she marched up to the conductor to tell him what an awful system they had and how she hadn’t paid resulting in a bemused train staff having to calm her down and inform her that travelling on the underground without a ticket was illegal and something she probably could have kept to herself. She wasn’t afraid of confrontation and was a great mobiliser for any occasion and often to my chagrin got all the mothers in my social group together to dish out uniformed punishments when as a teenager we had been caught doing mischief in the local community. I won’t go into any specifics here. Chris always took charge in situations and had no qualms about organising group activities and holidays and ordering everyone’s food in restaurants where she usually knew what was best to have to be fair and she had an amazing talent for remembering places, names and faces and seemed to know people whatever part of the UK or the Mediterranean she was in. She always wanted to get to know people and places and had a curious mind she was keen for us to inherit. There were several conversations with less communicative and curious taxi drivers I was privy too and I remember squirming in the back during several of these while she persisted in a line of questioning that wasn’t always wholly appropriate. I fondly remember summer days on the riverbank with other families who she befriended at the school gates in primary school too many to mention. she tirelessly signed me up for every event imaginable during school holidays and usually half my friends as well sailing, horse riding, swimming, tennis. I haven’t quite got over being made to do scrap books on my holidays because mum convinced me that this was a school requirement and everyone had to do it, only to later find out it was only me and it was so she and dad could have some time to themselves while I was book keeping. When we moved to red cottage mum was always arranging activities in the garden and woods of which some mine and Elly’s fondest memories originate. She used to enjoy getting me involved in theatre dressing me up as Victorian or in a toga for the local community theatre or school plays several evenings a week when at the time I would rather be elsewhere but I benefitted from things like this in the long term I feel. Mine and Elly’s grammar wouldn’t be half as good as it is now without our mum. She would often stop the car to complain about a poorly written piece of literature outside a pub and would halt a text conversation until the grammar had been completed satisfactorily but that was her teaching nature coming out. When I was older, I used to get home late often with friends and she would warm up leftovers for her evening dinner party. A lot of my friends remember her fondly and she had an ability to put everyone at ease and make them laugh when I had moved out she would often turn up announced at my shared accommodation and if I wasn’t in she would still invite herself in and have coffee with whoever was there. She was very welcome to partners and made a lot of time for Hrefna and Mark in recent years and I know they both meant a lot to her. One theme that reoccurs when I think of my mum, incredible strong willed, community spirited and has a strong sense of justice and took on bullies in all walks of life throwing herself into projects for the general good with her great organisation skills. Me and Elly are also proud of how kind she was and was available for people if they needed childcare, support or just a coffee. A couple of examples come to mind of her offering free teaching lessons to children in Greece whenever she could and when a group of refugees landed in Methoni she was there to rally the community into providing provisions and time. The amount of support, gifts and kind messages our family have received from people she has influenced in some way over the years has been immense are taking a lot of time to process from friends who she knew in Wales and Greece decades ago to tennis chums in recent years. Far too many to mention but some great ones on the funeral page online. Over the last year I’m so glad she got to meet Jacob and her repertoire of nursery rhymes are one of the many things he will miss. She hoarded all mine and Ellies toys as children for the grandchildren which we will enjoy seeing him grow up with. She was very stoic over the last four years or so and even when the pain was almost unbearable and her strength had completely given out towards the end, she was investing time in writing her recipes for us and researching family history. She always had a smile for us and was insistent to see us. When she could barely prop herself up in the bed she would tell us how great the care was she was getting from Dad and the NHS. She was taken far too early and was full of life but I’m happy we had her for 65 years and she lives on in us and all her friends. Mum was very much the glue in our family but it wasn’t just us who will miss her I know in better times there would be many many people who would like to have been her to remember and grieve Chris from Wimborne, Wales and Greece and numerous other locations but can’t which is a testament to her character and my family would like to thank them for all the support we have received and we are truly touched and honoured by the line of people who were in Corfe Mullen earlier. We look forward to sharing more memories with them and hopefully staying in contact with the help of Mums extensive address book she left us on the dresser. "

Ben Dowdle - 10th June 20

"Chris and I knew each other from about the age of 3 when our mums became friends. We spent our childhood playing in the streets of Dinas Powis, the Scouts Park, the woods and in each others houses. Two became four when Carole and Jane joined our gang and we added Brownies, Sunday school and horses to our shared time. Chris was always so brave and had a strong sense of justice which often got her into trouble with authority. But she was always right and I so admired her fierce determination to get her voice heard. Our lives drifted apart post 18 but at different times in our adult life we reconnected and caught up with what was happening. We were part of a group of girls from our Grammar school that have stayed friends and a meet in the pub, or someone's house when Chris visited Wales was always organised. She had a dry sense of humour and had me laughing about the ups and downs of daily life. I will miss her but am thankful for the memories of so many fun times we had when we were younger. Jude "

Jude Nedin - 21st May 20

"I will miss Chris's stories of her family in Dinas Powys; she had some corkers. I knew Chris from a young age, shared growing up, going to Grammar school, having families, building lives for ourselves. Contact time was immaterial with such an old friend. I will miss her expressions and her happy smile . Chris dearly loved her family, Frank, Ben, Ellie, their partners and the most recent addition, Jacob. Chris embraced a multitude of organisations and made so many friends along the way . Chris had such a full life. I will miss our shared history. I will miss you Chris. "

Judy Barnes - 15th May 20

"I knew Chris when we were teenagers growing up in the same street and going to the same school. We shared a love of tennis and spent many happy times at the club in Dinas Powys. We drifted in our 20s but having kept in touch with old school friends along the way, I always knew about Chris, her time in Greece and that she married Frank. In the last 20 years or so, I saw Chris from time to time when we girls had get-togethers. It was always easy just picking up again after all the years in between. She was so happy with Frank and her family. She certainly lived life to the full and becoming a grandmother was the icing on the cake. Chris had everything to live for and was taken way too young. Bless you old friend, I have such lovely memories of the time when we were young."

Karen Hopkins (nee Shepherd) - 15th May 20

"It was my incredible good fortune and honour to have had Chris as one of my closest friends for the last 60 years. I have never met anyone who could radiate so much positivity and energy. She was the sort of girl who made things happen, got everyone organised and could light up a room. She held passionate and strong beliefs, was completely without fear when standing up to authority, was feisty, opinionated and stubborn. But she was also kind, generous with her time,loyal, honest and tremendous fun. Our lives were intertwined for so long that I really can’t remember a time without her. She was the sister I never had, the bestest of friends and our close friendship endured through the good times and the bad, until the very end. I will miss you so much, my brave girl"

Jane and Andy Littler - 14th May 20

"Dearest Chris. We'll miss your feistiness, enthusiasm,wicked sense of humour and brilliant accents, especially your spot-on impersonation of Welsh Auntie Bett. And thank you for all your acts of kindness, of thoughtful support and unforgettable hospitality (our queen of tiramasu). "

John and Tracie Billington-Beardsley - 13th May 20

"Christine you will be sadly missed here in Greece. It has been our pleasure to know you. Sincerest condolences to all your family."

Janet & Alex - 13th May 20

"Dear Chris, we will miss you very much. You were one of our first friends in Wimborne over 30 years ago through connection with Word and Action. I remember Ben and Dan playing together in our garden while we ‘played’ with other women in the W&A women’s group. And then over the years, your energy and generosity made you a true friend to so many people in our local community. Thank you for your friendship and warm hospitality. We send our love to Frank, Ben and Ellie"

Gill and Tony Horitz - 12th May 20

"It is with heavy hearts we say good bye to our very dear friend who had such a zest for life. It was a great privilege to have known you Chris, you will not be forgotten. May you rest in peace. Christine & John xxx"

Christine and John Cooper - 12th May 20

"So many fond memories of my childhood having been friends with Ben for many years. Whether it be spending time at Red Cottage or trips to Methoni with Ben, Dave and Mike. You were always a larger than life character and will be greatly missed. It’s the little things you remember, like when you popped over with a bottle of wine to welcome Gabrielle and I to our new home on Stone Lane last year. Thinking of you, Frank, Ben and Ellie. "

Mark Savage - 11th May 20

"We go way back to the days of Word and Action delightful foreign students. Heady times indeed. February Half-term is also fondly remembered when eight of us went off to somewhere in Europe for a long weekend of food, drink and companionship. Honfleur and Versailles come to mind. Chris was always great fun and full of life and activity."

Inge & Vic Grayson and Hannah Beardsley - 10th May 20

"The world just doesn’t feel the same without Chris in it. We remember your boundless energy and how you inspired us with your strength and resilience during the awful time of your illness. And we remember your laughter, hospitality and friendship over the years, with especial fondness for our time with you in Methoni. Rest in peace now. Our thoughts are with Frank and the rest of the family. "

Barbara and Barry - 10th May 20

"It's been nearly thirty years since we met in Turkey. Chris has been such an important part of our lives and we will miss so much about her. We send our love and condolences to Frank, Ben and Ellie. If circumstances were different we would have been with you on Tuesday in person to say goodbye to a much loved friend. Avril and Ken "

Avril and Ken Kirk - 8th May 20

"A lovely life done, too soon. I feel richer for having known you, poorer upon your passing. So much shared, enjoying your fun and wicked smile, care, boundless energy. Memories - beaches and restaurants in Methoni, parties and festival drinks in Wimborne, theatre workshops, Shakespeare in amphitheatres. Thank you. How you left a lovely mark on our world!"

Dave Arkell - 8th May 20

"We are thinking of you at this very sad time. We have special, happy memories of the times we spent together . Someone so special will always be remembered. "

Stephen and Sandy Todd - 7th May 20

"We first met Chris and Frank when they came to Wimborne, around 33 years ago. Our sons have been very good friends ever since, and Chris and Frank have been very good friends to us. They helped us with garden plants when they moved to Red Cottage, where the garden was overgrown, and we needed more plants for our front garden. Chris and Helen played tennis together many, many times, we had lots of lovely dinners together, parties and a wonderful few days in Methoni. Chris and Frank have always been excellent hosts, really thoughtful and helpful. Chris was always honest, interesting and funny, sometimes forceful, brave and determined. We will miss her greatly, and think of her often, especially on the tennis court and when drinking wine and using Greek olive oil."

Helen Kanolik - 7th May 20

"Chris, my lovely friend of over 30 years. Not just my friend but a wonderful friend to all my family. You always showed so much interest in the whole family. Such happy memories to carry forward of all our social events and holidays we spent together. We will all miss you dreadfully but consider ourselves honoured and lucky to have had you as a friend."

Sue and Pete Lockwood ( Amy,David,Alice and Emma) - 7th May 20

"I will always remember Chris for her sense of humour and her enjoyable company. She always made me laugh, even when she turned up on mine and Ben's door one Friday night when Ben was out. She invited herself in for tea and a chance to set the world to rights until Ben returned. About an hour passed and she was still regaling me with stories on any topic you could possibly thing of. A true character who will be greatly missed. Our thoughts go out to Ben, Frank and Ellie. "

Darren & Katie - 7th May 20

"Chris was an active and very popular member of the National Women’s Register from the 1980s. She always offered to take her turn to co-organise the programme and relished pulling it together in record time - topics, speakers, venues, parties and day trips. Her legendary planning came to the fore with safari suppers in the old days! She always encouraged new members & galvanised people into action, even the shyer members. She carried on being an active member until a few weeks ago and had an organising role up until the middle of last year, even roping Hrefna into running a fun session on creating booklets. She took great delight in knocking any stuffiness out of the organisation and was a prominent member of the group. She will be sorely missed. Our thoughts are with Frank and the family."

National Women's Register - 6th May 20

"Chris was one of our oldest friends in Wimborne and over the years we shared many common interests and holidays with her and Frank. We will carry with us into the future so many fond memories and will miss her very much. Chris showed such bravery in the last years which filled us with admiration. We hope that we can at some point soon celebrate her life properly, but, for now, we reach out to Frank, Ben and Ellie with our love and condolences for their loss."

Lyn and Ashley - 6th May 20

"Chris, you were always full of life which makes is all the more tragic that your life was taken far too early and in such a terrible way. You were so brave throughout your illness. We will always remember the happy times we shared with you and Frank both in Wimborne and Methoni. You will never be forgotten. "

Alan and Annette Mogg - 6th May 20

"The wise woman of Cowgrove, the housekeeper at Allendale House, a gossiping villager and an Elizabethan judge - you played many roles, Chris, for more than 20 years as a stalwart member of Wimborne Community Theatre. We will all miss your friendship, enthusiasm and commitment. "

All at Wimborne Community Theatre - 6th May 20

"So many happy memories of times spent together. Your hospitality was always generous, great dinners, lively parties and brilliant holidays at your houses in Methoni. We were lucky to have you as a friend and we will miss you very much."

Maryanne and Geoff Pike - 6th May 20

"Chris, I remember meeting you at toddler group with Ben ,when Mike was born 35 years ago and our families have remained firm friends ever since. We have such a wealth of fond memories of picnics in the New Forest and unforgettable camping trips to West Dorset and North Wales with the Lockwoods and Smiths. You and Frank were always wonderful at organising social gatherings and producing delicious food and drink. Thank you for being such a great friend, we will miss you deeply."

Sally and Keith Norman - 5th May 20

"As we look out over the view of Methoni, which Chris loved so much, we recall many happy occasions we have shared here. Chris was known and loved by many people here, and will be greatly missed by us all."

Andrew and Judith Martin - 5th May 20

"Chris, a friend always, and an inspiration in so many ways. We will always remember you."

Lynne and Tom Russell - 4th May 20

"What I loved about Chris was the way she was involved in so many things and that she had a great network of friends. Yet I know of many examples of her personal acts of practical kindness including for me on more than one occasion over the years. "

Tuppy Hill - 4th May 20

"We remember you with so much love, Chris, as a true friend - caring and principled, always active and sociable. You will be missed by so many people whose lives you touched. Happy memories of the good times we spent together."

Jeff and Barbara Hart - 4th May 20

"Chris, we have to say goodbye. Dear friend with whom we spent so many nice times together in Greece, Belgium and the UK. Too young, too early you left us. Too long you had to fight an invisible enemy. We always saw forward to your company, You knew everybody and were always ready with humor and good talks. You liked people around you, and now these people will miss you. Especially for Frank and the children this will be a hard period. We wish them all the strength they need in this difficult period. Goodbye, but you will always have a place in our harts."

Gilbert and Lydia Verstraelen - 4th May 20

"Thankyou Chris for being a wonderful friend. I will treasure the memories of our times together over many years in Wimborne and in Greece. Love Viv"

vivienne arkell - 4th May 20

"Chris, we will miss you always. Rest in peace our lovely friend."

Jan and Les Bracher - 3rd May 20

"Chris, we will miss you always. Rest in peace our lovely friend."

Jan and Les Bracher - 3rd May 20

"Everyone at Tapper Funeral Service offer their condolences to the family and friends of Mrs Christine Dowdle"

Tapper Funeral Service - 28th April 20
Obituaries
Picture this if you will. It is a Monday morning, Sept 4 1961. My first day at a new primary school, Dinas Powys Church in Wales, everything so strange, overwhelming ...and so Welsh! Everyone seems to know each other, children chattering, laughing, it’s bewildering. And there, heading towards me with a look of determination and concentration in her large brown eyes, is a skinny little girl, all elbows and knees, with short brown hair and a very big bow. I can see that she is making a bee line for me and for a second, it is terrifying! She looks so fierce! But then, her face breaks into a smile and she bombards me with hundreds of questions, puts her arm around my shoulder and introduces me to the rest of the class. This is the girl who, from that remarkable day, it was my incredible good fortune to have as one of my very best friends for the next 60 years. Like her mum, Chris was incredibly sociable, a real people person, with a strong sense of what was right and what was wrong and even as a child, if she could see that someone was left out, she would always try and include them and that is the day that we became firm friends. She brought me into the group of gossiping girls and that was that! Four of us, including Judith Naylor and Carole Symonds remained close friends until the end. Hers was the first birthday party I got invited to and in our small Welsh village, it seemed as though Chris was related to and knew everyone. Audrey, her mother, was from an old Dinas Powis family and there were always aunties, cousins, neighbours continually popping in whenever you went to call. Little Girls Club, the stables, Tennis Club, spending our Brownie subs on sweets and sitting on the gate of the donkey field on warm Summer evenings, our primary school years were intertwined both inside and outside of school. Every Friday in the Summer, my father used to finish work early and , with my mum, a gang of us kids would jam into his old estate car and head for Southerndown for French cricket on the beach, a swim and then one of my mum’s amazing picnics. We loved it! At the weekend Chris and I would get up early, 6 am, meet at Scamp Jones’s house and then carrying a bridle each, a little gang of us, average age about 10, would head off to one of the fields dotted around the village where the riding school ponies were kept. We would bridle them up and ride bareback up to the stables, with an illicit gallop across the common enroute. After grooming, feeding and tacking up, our reward would often be a free ride if there was space. We would then reverse the process at the end of the morning. We did this every Saturday and Sunday for about 5 years At school we were both good at English and History and hated Maths and knitting Every Wednesday the box of chalky string wool and short needles would be taken from the top cupboard. Chris and I would line up all afternoon to have our stitches cast on only to have to unravel what little knitting we had done at the end of the afternoon until the next week The boys got to play with plasticine! Chris loved singing and had a really tuneful voice and was good at sewing I was completely flat, but better at country dancing and performing! When we got to top class she was captain of the squirrels, and I was captain of the otters. Chris was bright, the best reader in the class and was the first to be allowed to choose her own books from the library. We used to swap Enid Blyton books,Famous Five, Five Findouters and Dog, Secret Seven, then Malcolm Saville, Monica Dickson and later Georgette Heyer. We would spend rainy days in the holidays in each other’s bedrooms ....just reading, utterly relaxed in each other’s company. As we got older we would exchange gossip, work out the facts of life together, talk about boys ... a lot, swap clothes and make up, share illicit bottles of alcohol, complain about our parents, teachers, other girls, the whole angst of our teenage years was shared Chris could also be direct and it was a standing joke that diplomacy was not one of her strong qualities. I was a fairly overweight adolescent , self conscious and so wanted to be slim. We had gone on a picnic with my family and she was tucking in with full gusto. With no hint of malice, she turned to me and said “Jane, I can’t understand why you’re so fat when I eat twice as much as you”. But you also knew that if ever you asked Chris for advice she would always give you her honest opinion, not just what you wanted to hear and when she paid you a compliment, it was sincere. Maybe honesty is the opposite of diplomacy! She could also be utterly determined and would not hesitate to question anyone in authority if she thought they were in the wrong or being unfair. I can remember her standing full square, both in primary and grammar school, hands on hips, chin jutting out, glaring at the teachers and refusing to back down, insisting they listen to her. The rest of us knew she was in the right but our cowardice or sense of self preservation was too inbuilt to adopt the same tack. She used to make me quake with fear , not for myself but for what might happen to her, but that sense of fair play and standing up for the under dog never left her. She was as brave as a lion Chris was quite gawky as a child but when we got to about 14 she blossomed, with her long, glossy dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes, white teeth and olive skin. The boys loved her! She also had various part time jobs and having this new independence made her more self confident.Neither of us particularly enjoyed lessons at the grammar school and Carole and I remember clearly that she got grade 9, the lowest grade, for most of her mock O levels. We also remember that she told her parents that a 9 was the highest grade! I think this is the first and only time I remember her telling an untruth! For both of us, the sixth form was a much happier time at school, the teachers treated you differently and all of us who did English became a really close knit group, meeting up at each other’s houses to revise and quote poetry and Shakespeare and talk about life! Chris and I went to pubs and parties, the Youth Wing, saw local bands, went shopping in Cardiff,, commiserated with each other when we got dumped, set each other up with dates,kept each other’s secrets and planned for the what happens next. Chris was always determined that she wanted to get away from our small parochial village and see the wider world. After uni we both ended up teaching in Greece, me in Athens and Chris, first in Kastoria and then Thessaloniki where she had the very good fortune to meet Frank. Andy and I went to stay and we knew straightaway he was the one. Time moved on and after Chris and Frank came back to the UK from the Middle East and had Ben, they all came to live with us in West Lulworth before buying their first house in Wimborne. We also had a baby, Jasmine, and those 6 months were like being students again, taking it in turns to cook, being new mums and both of us a bit shell shocked. I seem to remember we went to a lot of jumble sales together! Ben, you have turned into the most lovely young man but I am sorry to say that you were not a happy baby. It was hard for Chris, moving back to a new life with a new baby and not in her own home but she had endless patience and so wanted everything to be perfect for you. It says a lot that our friendship survived those 6 months! When you all moved to Wimborne we still saw a lot of each other, our oldest girls remember the scrumptious barbecues, long walks, going to the beach, the folk festival and the fantastic garden at Red Cottage. Later, when Chris and Frank had their house in Methoni we would spend lovely times together, enjoying being with such old friends, slipping easily into favourite routines of preprandial ouzos, lazy lunches, visiting the best tavernas, beaches and historical sites. Chris loved Greece and was in her element there, and she had a real and deep understanding of the people, their history and culture ...and God forbid if you pronounced a word or place incorrectly! Chris knew everyone in Methoni, spoke Greek like a native, was at the centre of the social hub and enjoyed life to the max. She really was the Queen bee! We did so much good stuff together and all those memories will be so treasured. I have never met anyone who could radiate so much energy and positivity as Chris She was the sort of girl who made things happen, got everyone organised and could light up a room. She held passionate and strong beliefs, was completely without fear when standing up to authority and didn’t suffer fools. She could be feisty, opinionated and stubborn but she was also kind, loyal, honest, had a great sense of humour and was such fun! She was the bestest of friends and our close friendship endured through the good times and the bad until the very end. She was the sister I never had. Chris’s life with Frank, Ben and Elly is not my story to tell but she had a wonderful and fulfilled family life and loved and was so beloved in return. Nobody could have loved her more than Frank, he was the perfect husband for her and Chris knew this unconditionally She thought the world of Jacob and having Ben and Elly and their partners, Hrefna and Mark, living so close by was such a comfort to her.. Her life may have been a life that was cut short but it was a life that was filled to the brim and we will miss her