It is with great sadness that I have to tell you of the passing of dear Ernie
on Tuesday the 10th September
Karen and the family have
asked me to come here and make you aware.
Ernie's funeral will take place at 1pm
on Friday the 18th October
at the Minster Church of St
Church Plain, Great Yarmouth,
A Book Of Condolence has been
opened by the family
and it is located in the
Minster, to the left, inside the south door,
which depicts the
presentation of King John's Charter.
Dear Ernie will be sadly missed and
by all those whose path he
crossed and whose life he touched.
Rest In Peace, my dear and
With love, and heartfelt
condolences to Karen and all the family. Roy xx
Tuesday and Wednesday Art Classes remain open for the foreseeable future
request of all Ernie's students.
further bookings will be taken for Potter's Wheel Sessions.
Ernie had, in recent days, put the
finishing touches to a book he was authoring.
It features photographs of a
large selection of his paintings,
complete with descriptions
and anecdotes on each one.
It was to be the first in a
entitled "Ernie Childs - My Thoughts
and concentrates on his
with portrait-shaped canvases
intended to be featured in the next edition of the series.
The family have decided to
honour Ernie's memory with the book,
as a perpetual tribute to
him, and will be continuing with his plan to publish.
If you are interested and would
to receive further
information as it becomes available,
please contact Karen at the
usual email address:
and you will be kept
Thank you. Roy.
Karen has also asked me to share with you
the inspirational and motivational poem
If ... by Rudyard Kipling.
It has special and personal significance within the family.
'If...' by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)