Ann KP
Up trunks you lazy elephants
Mum’s knocking at the door
Bid her goodbye and welcome
... She’ll wanna know her score
I do not like these parsnips
Yes David that you do
I’m effing 35 years old mum
Dave, I like parsnips so you too
To you gathered kith and kin
I’ve penned these words for Ann
To us a wonderful mother
To our kids the greatest nan
Another mangled punchline
One more cup of tea
We grew old together
Together you and me
On solstice nineteen thirty-eight
Under Criffel at Mt Barker
From Lilian and Stewart Faulks
Aspiring, her birth marker
A land of milk and honey
A land of sky and ice
Of berries, cherries, horses
Wanaka, her paradise.
Another mangled punchline
One more cup of tea
We grew old together
Together you and me.
We grew up free and easy
On a shore of Botany Bay
Round the big house at Sans Souci
Outside you made us play
In 73 we fell from grace
At Port, 5 pubs 5 churches
You stuck by us, we stuck by you
Its funny how life lurches
By day you cleaned
the Southern Cross
Its triple star was Speights.
By night some artist
or some sports star
Would take you out on dates.
They say us kids did good.
Considering.
Considering, fucking what?
Dad put our heads up in the clouds.
You wiped away our snot.
On the ground you put our feet
Our words you painted blue.
You gave us one commandment
To thine own self be true.
Never turn the other cheek
Smack em in the eye.
If you fall and you're not bleeding
Get up and do not cry.
Don't take yourself too seriously.
Your life, it’s yours to make.
The world, it owes you nothing
The world is yours to take.
Another mangled punchline
One more cup of tea
We grew old together
Together you and me
A book, a tune, a dog, a fart
Another smutty joke
To me you were the best of friends
To you I was a bloke
Like an old Massey Ferguson
Nothing left but cogs
On equinox twenty thirteen
You finally popped you clogs.
You’re Claremont House’s Matron.
The crippled girls will cry
In dinner soup at lunchtime
Mrs Harris says goodbye.
Maybe now I’m an orphan
Next lemming, is it me?
A top the cliff at Tunnel Beach
Gazing out to sea
Another mangled punchline
One more cup of tea
We grew old together
Together you and me.
Five notes, five notes, a tui sings
Welcoming the dawn
Although your time is over
Another day is born
The dogs sit in their lazyboys
Scorched peanuts at their paws.
Our friends could never handle
The open dunny doors.
Another bloody photo
Of us kids upon the wall
With the painting of Mt Barker,
Fallen gentry, standing tall.
You fed our friends a frenzy
Of chops and spuds and beans.
To this day I’m still uncertain
What moderation means.
We grew old together
Together you and me
Mum we bid you farewell
Fare you well Ann KP
With Love We Remember
Ann Stewart
Kennedy-Perkins
20.6.1938 - 22.3.2013
St John’s Anglican Church
Dunedin | 27 March 2013
Officiating Rev Eric Kyte | Organist Alan Edwards
WELCOME
PRAYER
HYMN
The Lord Is My Shepherd
EULOGY
David Kennedy-Perkins
FAMILY TRIBUTES
PRAYER
BIBLE READING
Psalm 121
POEM
The Most Beautiful Flower
HYMN
Abide With Me
COMMENDATION
THE LORD’S PRAYER
Our Father, which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive them that trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation:
But deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
The power and the glory.
For ever and ever
Amen.
THE LORD’S MY SHEPHERD
The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
in pastures green; he leadeth me
the quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again,
and me to walk doth make
within the paths of righteousness,
ev’n for his own name’s sake.
Yea though I walk in death’s dark vale,
yet will I fear no ill;
for thou art with me; and thy rod
and staff me comfort still.
My table thou has furnished
in presence of my foes;
my head thou dost with oil anoint,
and my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
shall surely follow me:
and in God’s house for evermore
my dwelling place shall be.
ABIDE WITH ME
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide:
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where grave, Thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes,
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee:
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help” - Psalm 121
AN INVITATION
Ann’s family thank you for your care and support today. Following the service you are warmly invited to
join them in the adjacent Church Hall for refreshments and a time to share more memories. You are invited to
a party at Moo’s house from 6.30pm at 53 Blanket Bay Rd, off the Port Chalmers road.