Dear Chris,
Thank you for letting me know of your mother’s death. I am sorry to learn of your loss but I know she had a relatively long innings and if she only had a short illness, you may think this was a good end to a good life.
Memories of Peta and Canon Pare are still fresh in my memory, even though it's more than 40 years since they left Canterbury. Your father was a stern and authoritative man, certainly to the young choristers. He was a firm disciplinarian and we were very much in awe of him.
On the other hand, Peta was warm and kind, and an absolute sweety. We all loved her dearly. Coming upstairs (which day boys didn’t do frequently as juniors) usually meant we needed a cut or graze bandaged or some balm applied, and Peta always performed these duties with care and tenderness. She was always relaxed, warm and friendly, and a comfort to any boy who was unhappy.
Of course I remember you as a small boy but feel sure that you are now almost as old as I am!
The Choir School was such a great place to have lived and worked in. I adored my years there which were probably the most formative years of my life. I continue to take a choir to sing in one of the country’s great cathedrals each year, and realize that I’m trying to recreate a little bit of my own youth in so doing.
With best wishes to you and your family, and with many happy recollections of Canterbury in the 1960’s,
Yours sincerely,
Anthony Dawson
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