The Old Pocklingtonian Old Pocklingtonian 2017-18 - Page 26

DEATHS AND OBITUARIES Dereck Dennington (54-60) was one of Pocklington RUFC’s most loyal supporters and biggest points scorers in the club’s history. The following tribute to Dereck was published on the Pocklington RUFC website. No-one accumulated more points at Pock for all teams than goal-kicking legend ‘Denno’. Joining PRUFC straight from Pocklington School he kicked over thousands of conversions and penalties and won countless games with his metronomic, toe- end goal kicking in a 30-year Pocklington career, sometimes for the 1st XV (he is pictured, with hair!, before a first team game against Wharfedale in the 1967-68 season), but predominately for the Pilgrims. The Pilgrims enjoyed a golden era in the 1970s and ‘80s and Denno’s prolific boot at fullback was the key part of their success. He didn’t just grace Percy Road as a rugby player. He was a useful wicket keeper in the days when the club ran a team on the front pitch in the Pocklington Cricket League; and he was a talented musician - playing with top local band ‘Roy & The Zeros’, and doing gigs at the club first time around in the 1960s, then again with their revival 20 years on. He also had a long career as a local estate and property agent. On retiring from playing he became an avid supporter at first team games, and of Sunday matches when his sons, Michael and Christopher, now respectively a golf professional and local team room owner, played junior and Colts rugby, both following in his footsteps as noted goal kickers. Even after he suffered a severe stroke a few years ago which severely handicapped his mobility, he never missed a game. And he was on the touchline as usual on the Saturday before his death, and in brilliant form in the clubhouse afterwards, laughing and joking with his former teammates in the bar. His family asked that everyone raise a glass to remember him at Pocktoberfest the weekend after his death – a fitting tribute as his last public performance at Percy Road was to play in ‘Curly’s Band’ as the headline act at the 2014 Pocktoberfest. And club captain and guitar vocalist, Micky Beard, made an even more poignant afternoon by leading a rendition of the club song, ‘Take me home, Percy Road’, in memory of Derrick. (Pocklington RUFC) 26 Brian Foster (53-60) was a day boy at Pocklington School assigned to Dolman for house events. His friends remember his mischievous humour and athletic prowess. On the rugby field, he was a star player when, as a schoolboy team, Pocklington School won the Good Friday Pock 7s in 1960. As a regular centre in the 15s team, partnering Richard Capper (55-60), and outside Pat Briggs (51-59) at fly half, Brian was immense, playing major roles in key wins against much bigger schools. He also excelled at long jump; whilst other jumpers were hovering around the 20 feet mark, Brian disappeared into the distance jumping well over 22 feet! Off the sports field, Brian took part in the school play, Macbeth, directed by the English master, Mike Stevenson (55-67) who was a great inspiration to Brian and many other pupils at the time. In 2008, members of the cast, including Brian, reunited at the Crown and Cushion near Malton in honour of Mike and to mark 50 years since performing together. After leaving Pocklington, Brian gained a primary teaching certificate at Bishop Otter College in Sussex. His first job was in Warwickshire, followed by a career break to Norway before he arrived in Suffolk towards the end of the 60s. He must have been a topic of conversation; an outspoken Yorkshireman who kept chickens, gave generous and enthusiastic support to all the local pubs, smoked roll-ups, created a garden in a disused crag pit, sang and played a penny whistle, joined the Coastguard and East Suffolk Morris Men, brewed wine from the hedgerows, suffered a badly broken leg playing football and, before fulfilling his ambition to become village schoolmaster at Bawdsey, lived on rabbit stew in a dilapidated green caravan. Although at first perhaps not every parent’s embodiment of a primary school teacher he nevertheless was wholeheartedly adopted by the good people of the peninsula as one of their own. Brian had already experienced his first life-changing accident while loading a provisions lift on board a boat in Trondheimsfjord, nearly severing both arms. Life changing in that with both arms in plaster for several months he not only grew a beard in preference to being shaved by the nurses but developed a fascinating ability to wiggle his nose when it itched. Brian’s exceptional physical strength was matched by his stoicism and determination to overcome personal disaster. As a late parent and talented all-round athlete, he continued to win the annual fathers’ race on sports day despite having taught many of the other fathers. Always an idealist, Brian demanded integrity from others. Fearless, outspoken, undaunted, committed to sharing his knowledge, gentle with the young and unrelenting with dissemblers, fiercely protective of what he saw as the best of English traditions and customs. A post-retirement career as gamekeeper’s assistant gave him the freedom to ramble and the license to be as perpetually muddy as any twelve year-old. Over 300 people joined the family for his farewell, in tribute to an outstanding teacher. (Susan Foster, Mike Gardiner 52-60, John Lindley 55-60) John Patrick Hastie (53-60) enjoyed recounting tales of his experience and exploits during his time at school, always with good humour. He started as a boarder at the age of 9; his brother Michael (52-60) was already a pupil. Playing rugby was probably his favourite sport and art was also important to him. After leaving school he began a long career in insurance joining Andrews, Porter & Co. Ltd. He soon stepped up to be company secretary at the early age of twenty-one and within a short time was running the company, eventually becoming the sole partner. Much later, he amalgamated with another company and retired shortly after. He made many good friends throughout his career and will be remembered for his cheerful approach to life. He was married in 1968 almost reaching his fiftieth wedding anniversary. He is sorely missed by his wife, Brenda and two sons, Adam (83-88) and Lloyd (85-90), who also attended Pocklington School. He was looking forward to the next Dinosaur Club Luncheon in September 2018, sadly it was not to be. (Brenda Hastie)