Saturday 15th June 2024
A gathering of family and friends took place at the Lakeside Centre, Lake Pleasure Grounds (Town Park), Warminster, on Saturday 15th May 2024, to remember the life of community stalwart Colin French.
Colin’s widow, Jennie, read out the following tribute:
Welcome friends to what really is the final Wobble. And the date of the
previous one in 2019 matched. Symmetry! The family and I have been
on quite a journey and, like everyone in this room, is one that we never saw coming. And it was so quick and shocking and it is why so many had a sense of disbelief.
The family and I want to thank the friends who have been so amazing
over the past few months and who just turned up with food, flowers or sat with Colin. Nadine, Becky, Steph, Val, Nigel, always offering. Priceless. And a big thank you to Belinda from the brilliant Arts Together charity who, without hesitation, offered to help as bar staff.
Initial discomfort soon became serious and Colin and I decided, in
November when his jaundice was apparent, to meet up with Mike
Grenville – a friend known to both of us, either through poetry for me or cycling for Colin – but who was also a Dula or end of life guide. We
wanted to try and understand how this would pan out, what to expect and how do we do this? It was a good grounding conversation where nothing was hidden. When Mike asked about a funeral, Colin said “Well, I don’t want any fuss.â€. Well, that’s been firmly ignored!
Time will fade those seven months. It was a cruel and intense illness which Colin bore bravely. Some of you visited as he resided in his hospital bed in our sitting room. It was where he died and gave me and the family, with Mike as a calm presence, a special time to be respectful and reflective, with our own ceremony, thoughtfully done before he travelled off in his bespoke cardboard coffin. It was all done in the right way and it was all done well.
Colin and I lived in Bath for 14 years but in 2004 we moved to Warminster which provided us with a practical town, a station and the lush countryside like the Wylye Valley. It also proved fertile ground for ideas.
The Warminster Wobble ran for 11 years on this same weekend. It
became the biggest cycling event in Wiltshire and there is a second,
updated scrap book to show what a crazy event it was. The core
Wobblers are here: Professor Steve Murtie, the ever reliable Gordon
Davies, Darren Oram who did insane commentaries for competitions, and Bill Fryer.
Colin also saw potential in the field at the end of our road, Yeates
Meadow, a blank canvas with footpaths cutting across. Ten years and 77 trees later, punctuated by wassails and juicing events the Community Orchard looks set to weather the storm of Colin no longer being the central person. There’s an update on the board and next week I have a meeting with key people who wish to maintain this green space. But I want to mention Gordon again because he was always the man, once asked, would say ‘I’ll help you Colin’. What a friend.
And then there were the cycling holidays – all those fantastic rides with friends through many countries. For our own travels, I think we had a total of six vans over the years with me as chief navigator. He loved going off in the van on his own for a few nights with the bike on board. Two years ago we doodled along the Welsh border up to Anglesey and took a month over it. It surpassed our expectations. As I am all too aware of having lost my life companion, doing the travel display brought back many memories of how he advocated travel with a light touch of preparation. ‘Always take twice as much money and half the amount of clothes’ was his mantra – and he was right every time!
Our lives here were made complete when Teilo, Rachel, Ely and Lenny
moved to Warminster, the family wonderfully on the doorstep. Colin loved being Gramps and always had a naughty streak which meant he was available for mischief with the boys.
A couple of weeks ago, a balmy evening, would have been the perfect
time for Colin to say ‘Let’s go out in the van for supper’. Acting on the
thought I called Harriet and we went up to the White Horse in Westbury – took table and chairs – and watched the thermals being enjoyed by paragliders and birds of prey. In essence, what Colin wanted was for people to come and play, whether it was on a bike, enjoying their own gardens or tasting real apple juice. The simple things in life. That’s what we all know about but we trip over modern busy-ness and rarely make the time. This is what Colin has passed on.
And he would have been so embarrassed to read the cards that poured in as news spread. But now Teilo and Rachel would like to read some of the feelings that Colin was unaware of being on the receiving end of.





