Eileen Mary Welcher M.B., B.S.

Eileen Mary Welcher M.B., B.S.

b: 26 NOV 1922
d: 10 APR 2015
Middle Coombe
Huish Champflower
Taunton
Somerset
TA4 2HG
Ikey's Christmas letter of 1999 sums up her life since retirement from medicine very well:

"CHRISTMAS 1999
Middle Coombe Farm, Huish Champflower, Taunton. TA4 2HG
Another happy year has flown, with trees and grass all round, cattle in the
field, birds, squirrels, and the occasional bank vole just outside the
window; every so often family or friends call or come to stay. It's an enviable
existence, which I greatly enjoy!

Last Christmas saw another gathering of the clan here at Middle Coombe
Farm, which included Elizabeth and Alan from Prague. More family visited at
Easter, and did sterling work on the campus.

Early in May, Bob and Lavinia Dolbear spent a day here, one of rare warm
sunshine. I had washed Blizzard's tail on the previous day, so she should look
her best when seen by these knowledgeable eyes. You can imagine how
pleased I was to hear Bob's complimentary assessment of her conformation;
I think he hadn't expected such a good-looking 18-year-old cow. Rufus,
following his dictum "You can't be too careful", didn't wait to be introduced,
but kept at a discreet distance.

In July, Denise and I spent 5 days on a narrow boat, cruising from
Llangollen to Nantwich, -- sunshine, quiet waters, dark tunnels, and a
spectacular aquaduct. There were only 3 of us passengers, so there was
plenty of opportunity to work the locks, and we were even given the chance
to take the tiller, supervised by the captain, Bill. Handling a 71-ft narrow
boat requires much concentration, and is really exiting. Bill's wife Margery is
a superb cook, determined to further ruin one's waistline. Their son, Philip,
piloted the butty boat; he made my day by telling me not to wind the lock-
paddle so fast, -- never before has anyone told me to do something more
slowly !

Elizabeth and Alan were over here for some 7 weeks in the summer,
bouncing in and out of Somerset, London, Southwell, and Yorkshire. Their
motorvan spent several weeks being repaired, after a collision with a rapidly
moving Charolais bull in France, leaving humans and bull uninjured, but the
van was badly damaged. I'm not sure what they felt about everyone's
reaction to this tale, which was to burst out laughing, and then to enquire if
the bull was all right !

Come August 11th. and the long-anticipated eclipse was upon us. We were in
the zone where about 98% of the daylight would disappear. I had warned
Blizzard and Rufus that it would get rather dark in the middle of the day,
just for a few minutes, and Not To Worry. When the time came, I alternated
between watching the event on television and rushing up to the landing
window to observe their reaction; they were grazing in the field behind the
house. You've guessed it - they showed no reaction whatsoever! The
daylight did fade considerably, but no more than during recent black cloud
build-ups preceding heavy rainstorms.

We had our own dramatic weather event later in the month, when one
evening Middle Coombe was struck by lightning. We were plunged into
darkness, the plug of the answerphone exploded, and both 'phone and
television transformer were wrecked. Fortunately there was no structural
damage.

Alan had noticed a serious woodworm infestation in Stewart House (the cow-
shed), so I spent several weeks clearing out, sorting, labelling, and
transfering things to be saved to the Potting Shed, and taking a goodly
collection to the tip.This enforced clearance was a good thing. Now I must
aim to do the same in the house!

Various outdoor projects have been tackled, thanks to the return of Tom
Ettery, who used to help in the past. At last the Fruit Garden has become a
reality. In November I planted raspberries, gooseberries, currants, and
rhubarb. No need for blackberries; I pick them from the hedge, provided
that Blizzard and Rufus don't get there first ! Seeds planted in the muck-
heap resulted in some magnificent marrows; almost too heavy to lift, but
with tender skin. Those which went to the Harvest Festival auction made
between £2 and £3 each!

It's a long time since I was able to go banner-waving with Compassion in
World Farming, but with Elizabeth here to look after the animals, I went to
Dover to take part in another Anti-Live Export March and Rally. Few people
realise that live sheep, lambs, and pigs are still being sent on long journeys
to the place of slaughter. The live export trade brags that it hopes to reach
the million mark this year. A recent report tells of 800 lambs being sent from
this country to Greece, spending 48 hours at Bari in Italy, waiting for
shipment, without food or water. When the investigators were finally able to
persuade the Italian authorities to unload the animals, nearly all those on the
top deck were dead or dying. A far cry from "tending their flocks by night"
2.000 years ago.

With all good wishes for this millennial Christmas, and with hope and prayer
for less suffering and desecretion on this planet Earth in the coming centuries

END
Her exciting time in Africa may have been the best time of her life, but Middle Coombe beside West Coombe (home of Elizabeth and Alan) probably ran it a close second. Her last years were spent at Parkwood Court retirement home in Tavistock, five miles from Alan and Elizabeth in Brentor, but she didn't make real friendships with any of the residents and a hip operation which went wrong due to inadequate after-care meant she lost mobility and became reliant on others to an extent she found difficult to bear. She went to Moorgate Care Home, Horrabridge but again kept to her own room, and after a short spell in hospital died at Hart Care care home, near Yelverton.
Biography
Middle Coombe
Huish Champflower
Taunton
Somerset
TA4 2HG Ikey's Christmas letter of 1999 sums up her life since retirement from medicine very well:

"CHRISTMAS 1999
Middle Coombe Farm, Huish Champflower, Taunton. TA4 2HG
Another happy year has flown, with trees and grass all round, cattle in the
field, birds, squirrels, and the occasional bank vole just outside the
window; every so often family or friends call or come to stay. It's an enviable
existence, which I greatly enjoy!

Last Christmas saw another gathering of the clan here at Middle Coombe
Farm, which included Elizabeth and Alan from Prague. More family visited at
Easter, and did sterling work on the campus.

Early in May, Bob and Lavinia Dolbear spent a day here, one of rare warm
sunshine. I had washed Blizzard's tail on the previous day, so she should look
her best when seen by these knowledgeable eyes. You can imagine how
pleased I was to hear Bob's complimentary assessment of her conformation;
I think he hadn't expected such a good-looking 18-year-old cow. Rufus,
following his dictum "You can't be too careful", didn't wait to be introduced,
but kept at a discreet distance.

In July, Denise and I spent 5 days on a narrow boat, cruising from
Llangollen to Nantwich, -- sunshine, quiet waters, dark tunnels, and a
spectacular aquaduct. There were only 3 of us passengers, so there was
plenty of opportunity to work the locks, and we were even given the chance
to take the tiller, supervised by the captain, Bill. Handling a 71-ft narrow
boat requires much concentration, and is really exiting. Bill's wife Margery is
a superb cook, determined to further ruin one's waistline. Their son, Philip,
piloted the butty boat; he made my day by telling me not to wind the lock-
paddle so fast, -- never before has anyone told me to do something more
slowly !

Elizabeth and Alan were over here for some 7 weeks in the summer,
bouncing in and out of Somerset, London, Southwell, and Yorkshire. Their
motorvan spent several weeks being repaired, after a collision with a rapidly
moving Charolais bull in France, leaving humans and bull uninjured, but the
van was badly damaged. I'm not sure what they felt about everyone's
reaction to this tale, which was to burst out laughing, and then to enquire if
the bull was all right !

Come August 11th. and the long-anticipated eclipse was upon us. We were in
the zone where about 98% of the daylight would disappear. I had warned
Blizzard and Rufus that it would get rather dark in the middle of the day,
just for a few minutes, and Not To Worry. When the time came, I alternated
between watching the event on television and rushing up to the landing
window to observe their reaction; they were grazing in the field behind the
house. You've guessed it - they showed no reaction whatsoever! The
daylight did fade considerably, but no more than during recent black cloud
build-ups preceding heavy rainstorms.

We had our own dramatic weather event later in the month, when one
evening Middle Coombe was struck by lightning. We were plunged into
darkness, the plug of the answerphone exploded, and both 'phone and
television transformer were wrecked. Fortunately there was no structural
damage.

Alan had noticed a serious woodworm infestation in Stewart House (the cow-
shed), so I spent several weeks clearing out, sorting, labelling, and
transfering things to be saved to the Potting Shed, and taking a goodly
collection to the tip.This enforced clearance was a good thing. Now I must
aim to do the same in the house!

Various outdoor projects have been tackled, thanks to the return of Tom
Ettery, who used to help in the past. At last the Fruit Garden has become a
reality. In November I planted raspberries, gooseberries, currants, and
rhubarb. No need for blackberries; I pick them from the hedge, provided
that Blizzard and Rufus don't get there first ! Seeds planted in the muck-
heap resulted in some magnificent marrows; almost too heavy to lift, but
with tender skin. Those which went to the Harvest Festival auction made
between £2 and £3 each!

It's a long time since I was able to go banner-waving with Compassion in
World Farming, but with Elizabeth here to look after the animals, I went to
Dover to take part in another Anti-Live Export March and Rally. Few people
realise that live sheep, lambs, and pigs are still being sent on long journeys
to the place of slaughter. The live export trade brags that it hopes to reach
the million mark this year. A recent report tells of 800 lambs being sent from
this country to Greece, spending 48 hours at Bari in Italy, waiting for
shipment, without food or water. When the investigators were finally able to
persuade the Italian authorities to unload the animals, nearly all those on the
top deck were dead or dying. A far cry from "tending their flocks by night"
2.000 years ago.

With all good wishes for this millennial Christmas, and with hope and prayer
for less suffering and desecretion on this planet Earth in the coming centuries

END Her exciting time in Africa may have been the best time of her life, but Middle Coombe beside West Coombe (home of Elizabeth and Alan) probably ran it a close second. Her last years were spent at Parkwood Court retirement home in Tavistock, five miles from Alan and Elizabeth in Brentor, but she didn't make real friendships with any of the residents and a hip operation which went wrong due to inadequate after-care meant she lost mobility and became reliant on others to an extent she found difficult to bear. She went to Moorgate Care Home, Horrabridge but again kept to her own room, and after a short spell in hospital died at Hart Care care home, near Yelverton.
Facts
  • 26 NOV 1922 - Birth - ; Sherborne, Dorset, England
  • 29 APR 2015 - Burial - ; Yealmpton burial ground
  • 10 APR 2015 - Death - ; Hart Court care home, nr Yelverton, Devon, at 4.30 pm
  • 1978 - Retirement - ; Torquay, Devon
  • 1995 - Fact -
  • BEF 1941 - Education - Lord Digby's School ; Sherbone, Dorset
  • 1941 - Education - Royal Free Hospital ; London, England
  • Nationality - British
  • FROM 1947 TO 1952 - Occupation - Junior doctor ; London, England
  • FROM 1952 TO 1955 - Occupation - doctor ; Katete, Zambia
  • FROM 1955 - Occupation - senior registrar
  • FROM 1968 TO 1978 - Occupation - consultant anaesthetist
  • Religion - Anglican, but late in life attended Tavistock Quaker Meeting
  • Nobility Title - Dr
Ancestors
   
Richard Welcher
14 NOV 1863 - 27 FEB 1942
 
 
Maurice Martineau Welcher
13 NOV 1893 - 14 MAY 1981
  
  
  
Mary Ann Miller
ABT 1862 -
 
Eileen Mary Welcher M.B., B.S.
26 NOV 1922 - 10 APR 2015
  
 
  
Harry Wood
22 JAN 1869 -
 
 
Winifred Emilie Wood
15 APR 1892 - 30 MAR 1992
  
  
  
Anna Elizabeth Dant
MAR 1869 - 29 NOV 1896
 
Family Group Sheet - Child
PARENT (M) Maurice Martineau Welcher
Birth13 NOV 1893West Ham, London, England. Baptized 24 December 1893 at St Peter's Church, Upton Cross, confirmed 1 April 1909 at Great
Death14 MAY 1981 Sherborne, Dorset
Marriage19 AUG 1920to Winifred Emilie Wood at Great St Andrew's Church, Cambridge. Wedding cake sent from Abbey Close, Sherborne, Dorset
FatherRichard Welcher
MotherMary Ann Miller
PARENT (F) Winifred Emilie Wood
Birth15 APR 1892Back 102, Winson Green Road, All Saints, Birmingham, England
Death30 MAR 1992 Sherborne, Dorset, England
Marriage19 AUG 1920to Maurice Martineau Welcher at Great St Andrew's Church, Cambridge. Wedding cake sent from Abbey Close, Sherborne, Dorset
FatherHarry Wood
MotherAnna Elizabeth Dant
CHILDREN
FEileen Mary Welcher M.B., B.S.
Birth26 NOV 1922Sherborne, Dorset, England
Death10 APR 2015Hart Court care home, nr Yelverton, Devon, at 4.30 pm
Private
Birth
Death
Marriage25 JUL 1953to Private at Castleton Church, Sherborne, Dorset, England.
Evidence
[S4673] Elizabeth Ray-Jones, nee Welcher, and Eileen M Welcher