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Shepperson Memorial


                          Memorial Service and the Interment of the Ashes of George Shepperson.
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                                                   Saturday 4  September 2021

                                                  Janet Acheson (née Shepperson)

































                          Catriona (Cat) & Janet Acheson, Joyce Shepperson and Dr. Nick Acheson
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                          After eighteen months of worry and uncertainty due to Covid 19, it finally became
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                   possible to hold a Memorial Service on Saturday 4  September 2021.
                         The  Reverend  Imogen  Falvey  welcomed  an  intimate  gathering  of  some  twenty-five
                   people (socially distanced) to Holy Trinity Church, Orton Longueville, Peterborough, where
                   my father and mother had often worshipped.
                         A  heartfelt  tribute,  based  on  his  obituary  which  appeared  in  Scottish  edition  of  The
                   Times,  was  given  by  Peter  Freshwater,  former  Deputy  Librarian  of  the  University  of
                   Edinburgh Library, who was also a former student.
                         The scripture  reading,  which my  father  had specifically requested,  was  from  the  First
                   Letter to the Corinthians, chapter thirteen and was read by his granddaughter, Cat Acheson.
                   The Funeral Song from Shakespeare’s ‘Cymbeline’, was read by myself - his daughter Janet
                   Shepperson Acheson - and ‘Love bade me welcome’ by George Herbert was read by his son-
                   in-law  Nick  Acheson,  which  testified  to  my  father’s  love  of  literature.  Robert  Burns’  ‘A
                   man’s  a  man  for  a’  that’,  read  by  Douglas  Rennie,  also  a  former  student,  was  a  fitting
                   reminder of my father’s forty-year engagement with the literature and culture of Scotland.
                         David Stuart-Mogg, Hon. Editor of The Society of Malaŵi Journal, spoke of his long
                   friendship with my father George during the nearly thirty years that he lived in Peterborough.
                   He painted a vivid portrait of my father’s illustrious career and of his later years, which was
                   greatly appreciated by all present.
                         After the interment of my father’s ashes in the peaceful country churchyard, the guests,
                   some of whom had come from as far afield as Edinburgh, Belfast, Newcastle, Norwich and
                   Salisbury, were able to mingle in the church to enjoy refreshments and share reminiscences
                   of the man whose life had touched the lives of so very many during his ninety-eight years on
                   this earth.

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