Heather Mansell's cartoon of the committee at work
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MJonathan Moffit
We were all shocked and saddened to hear of the sudden death of Jonathan Moffit in March 2023. Jonathan was a stalwart of our local community. He joined the SPJARA CommiƩee in 2010 just two years aŌer SPJARA was founded. He became Membership Secretary in 2010 and also took on the Treasurer role three years later. During COVID Jonathan organised a panel of local volunteers to help those who were shielding during lockdown. The volunteers shopped and collected medicines for those unable to go out. He also made weekly checks on the defibrillator funded by SPJARA and NARA (Naunton Area Residents’ Association) and reported results to the Ambulance Service. He was a regular waterer of the trees that SPJARA planted over the years. Jonathan was a commiƩed and proactive parƟcipant at SPJARA events such as the Open Gardens and Quiz Nights, selling raffle Ɵckets and encouraging new members of the community to join SPJARA. As well as all that, he was a very acƟve member of the Cheltenham Rotary Club. Jonathan was a private man but will be remembered for his generosity and his kindness. As fellow SPJARA Committee member, Diana Pollock said: “It was a very sad day: his death was so sudden and unexpected and he was not old. I pass by his house next to the church and feel a real sense of loss”. We will all miss him greatly. |
Jill Maryszczak
Soon after the 2016 AGM, SPJARA was sad to hear of the death of Jill Maryszczak, a committee member for many years. At the time. Michael Dower (former Chairman) wrote: Nan and I are shocked and saddened to hear of Jill’s death. She and Chez were our immediate neighbours when we moved into 56 Painswick Road in 1992, and made us feel welcome immediately. At the bottom of their garden, a lovely white Wisteria would send out tendrils, then leaves and a cascade of flowers over the party wall to grace the view from our kitchen. When, some years later, we launched the petition against the proposed Community Centre in the grounds of Church House, they were among the earliest supporters. When that campaign led to the formation of St Philip and St James Area Residents Association, Jill joined the Committee. She contributed actively to the great history exhibition that we mounted in the Church. She became our caterer-in-chief for garden parties and meetings in Church House. The Committee valued enormously her generous gift of time and effort and skill to these events, and her cheerful company in committee meetings and outings. It is a deep sorrow that she is gone, and we send our condolences to Chez and his family, hoping that they will be comforted by the affection of so many friends, and the warm memories that they have of a warm and energetic woman who contributed so much to local life. A memorial bench to Jill was erected on the Norwood Triangle in 2017. |
Michael Dower
Michael was our founder chair. He created SPJARA and we owe our existence to him. His death was announced in November 2022. Michael was a national fgure. We have reproduced below a tribute to him by SPJARA committee member and his friend of many years, Adrian Phillips
Michael Dower CBE
Being born into a family whose name is associated in the public mind with formidable intellect and high moral values can be an intimidating start in life. Michael Dower had to contend with this on both sides. He was the grandson of the Labour Education Minister, Sir Charles Trevelyan MP, whose daughter Pauline was a committed campaigner for national parks; and the son of John Dower, the author of the post-war blueprint for national parks in England and Wales. Michael, who died on 7th November just short of his 89th birthday, met this double challenge. His Dower and Trevelyan ancestors would have been proud of his achievements as one of the most important actors in shaping British countryside and rural policy over many years, and with a big influence in Europe later in life.
He had to be kept apart from his father as a child because John Dower suffered – and eventually died - from TB. But Michael got to know the Trevelyan family home at Wallington well, and enjoyed the austere delights of the Northumberland countryside around. This, and his parents’ values, helped shape his career.
All through his working life, there were both intellectual and practical threads. Thus, with university and national service behind him (his chief memory of the latter was rescuing people and cows from the East Coast floods of 1953), Michael first made a name for himself nationally at the Civic Trust, organising working parties of young people to demolish wartime eyesores and thus pioneering what we now know as conservation volunteers. It was at one of their camps that he met his wife, Agnes (Nan) Done. In 1967, he wrote Fourth Wave, a report on the wave of car borne leisure, which was seen as a threat to landowning interests and traditional hiking and hostelling. Michael argued that the pressures unleashed by a newly-mobile urban population would destroy the very countryside people had come to see: this line of thinking led to the 1968 Countryside Act, with its focus on country parks as honeypots to draw the crowds away from more sensitive places.
Michael, Nan and their three small boys moved to Devon in 1967, when he set up the Dartington Amenity Research Trust. DART was a rural think tank with a reputation for quality, timeliness and value for money. Its most important client was a government body, the Countryside Commission: so good were DART, that the Commission struggled to avoid giving them all the contracts. However, writing reports did not satisfy Michael’s wish to do practical conservation work. He alighted on a long-forgotten place on the River Tamar called Morwellham (emphasis should be placed, Michael insisted, on the last syllable) that had once been an important port to serve local copper mines. He developed it into a pioneer of tourism based on industrial archaeology: it is now part of a World Heritage site.
It was at DART that Michael realised that he was more than countryside protector. He certainly believed in protecting wildlife, the landscape and the history and archaeology within it, but he was equally committed to supporting the rural economy and rural communities. He advocated ‘sustainable rural development’ long before those ponderous words became fashionable. His synoptic view of the countryside was an intellectual standard he applied to all his work. He was the last man to want to labour in a silo.
Given his parents’ interests, it was no surprise that Michael would want to enter the national park world at some point. The opportunity arose in 1985 when he was appointed as the national park officer at the Peak District, England’s first national park. At that time, there were signs around Bakewell saying: “Abolish the Peak Park”. Michael relished this challenge. He got alongside the malcontents and listened to their complaints. Within two years, half the park’s farmers were benefitting from a pioneering grant scheme for environmental care, and the park’s rangers were being deployed to help farmers and visitors resolve their differences.
His synoptic approach went beyond farming. He encouraged small businesses to market goods as made in the park; created a showcase for Peak District Artists that flourishes to this day; set up a Peak Park Trust to revitalise derelict historic buildings; and supported affordable housing for local people. Truly Michael was ‘Mr Peak Park’.
He moved from local to national in 1992, taking over as Director General of the Countryside Commission, which was based in Cheltenham in John Dower House (which had been named for his father). He was now able to deploy his approach at an England-wide scale. The annual reports of the Commission of that time are full of accounts of innovative schemes, from the National Forest in the English Midlands to pioneer work on agri-environmental projects. Perhaps it was all too much for Whitehall: a few years after Michael’s time, the Commission was rebranded as the Countryside Agency and then largely swallowed up in Natural England. It is hard to imagine any Government these days being ready to give an agency the independence to operate in the way the Countryside Commission did under Michael and his predecessors.
Tall, impressively clever, quick minded and fearless, he led both the park and the Commission from the front. He demanded a lot of others but even more of himself. He was gifted as a communicator, expressing himself orally with great clarity, and having an unusual ability to synthesise ideas during a conference; and in writing too, he rarely needed to do a second draft as it all came out first time in neatly organised paragraphs. So, he should have been a gift to bureaucracies, but he did not suffer fools and could be impatient with the workings of local and national government, leading to confrontations with politicians at both levels. In the last few months of his life, he recalled a row with the then Environment Minister, Michael Howard, who he felt had shown indifference to the exciting opportunities offered by the National Forest scheme. Michael could be irked when confronted by those he felt did not share his enthusiasms.
Well into his sixties, he left the Commission in 1996 and embarked on what he called his ‘first retirement job’. Based at the University of Gloucestershire, his canvas now was rural Europe. Though no great linguist, his force of personality, a skill in finding common ground among divergent views and a sense of fun (a quality that can transcend generational, language and national divides) made him a very effective designer and leader of several Europe-wide NGO rural initiatives. His energy seemed endless, though as a tall man he hated the cramped seating in aircraft and returned exhausted from his European forays which took him as far afield as Ukraine and Georgia. His reward was not only a number of European alliances dedicated to the welfare of rural communities and the environment, but a bunch of ardent admirers from every corner of the continent, most of whom were less than half his age. A Belgian friend and colleague called him “an Englishman for Europe, a believer in European democracy, cohesion, integration, cooperation, and volunteering”. Michael loathed Brexit and felt that much of his work was damaged by it.
He took up his second retirement job about ten years ago when he and Nan move to the small Dorset town of Beaminster. Restless for action, he soon became known around town for his love of trees and woodland and for organising schoolchildren and volunteers to plant and care for them. But he was still drawn to the big picture, campaigning for a Dorset National Park and helping to found the Dorset Climate Action Network: its members described him in an on-line tribute as “demanding but very generous … a little frightening but marvellously warm”. He was still giving guidance to this group from his hospital bed days before he died.
Being born into a family whose name is associated in the public mind with formidable intellect and high moral values can be an intimidating start in life. Michael Dower had to contend with this on both sides. He was the grandson of the Labour Education Minister, Sir Charles Trevelyan MP, whose daughter Pauline was a committed campaigner for national parks; and the son of John Dower, the author of the post-war blueprint for national parks in England and Wales. Michael, who died on 7th November just short of his 89th birthday, met this double challenge. His Dower and Trevelyan ancestors would have been proud of his achievements as one of the most important actors in shaping British countryside and rural policy over many years, and with a big influence in Europe later in life.
He had to be kept apart from his father as a child because John Dower suffered – and eventually died - from TB. But Michael got to know the Trevelyan family home at Wallington well, and enjoyed the austere delights of the Northumberland countryside around. This, and his parents’ values, helped shape his career.
All through his working life, there were both intellectual and practical threads. Thus, with university and national service behind him (his chief memory of the latter was rescuing people and cows from the East Coast floods of 1953), Michael first made a name for himself nationally at the Civic Trust, organising working parties of young people to demolish wartime eyesores and thus pioneering what we now know as conservation volunteers. It was at one of their camps that he met his wife, Agnes (Nan) Done. In 1967, he wrote Fourth Wave, a report on the wave of car borne leisure, which was seen as a threat to landowning interests and traditional hiking and hostelling. Michael argued that the pressures unleashed by a newly-mobile urban population would destroy the very countryside people had come to see: this line of thinking led to the 1968 Countryside Act, with its focus on country parks as honeypots to draw the crowds away from more sensitive places.
Michael, Nan and their three small boys moved to Devon in 1967, when he set up the Dartington Amenity Research Trust. DART was a rural think tank with a reputation for quality, timeliness and value for money. Its most important client was a government body, the Countryside Commission: so good were DART, that the Commission struggled to avoid giving them all the contracts. However, writing reports did not satisfy Michael’s wish to do practical conservation work. He alighted on a long-forgotten place on the River Tamar called Morwellham (emphasis should be placed, Michael insisted, on the last syllable) that had once been an important port to serve local copper mines. He developed it into a pioneer of tourism based on industrial archaeology: it is now part of a World Heritage site.
It was at DART that Michael realised that he was more than countryside protector. He certainly believed in protecting wildlife, the landscape and the history and archaeology within it, but he was equally committed to supporting the rural economy and rural communities. He advocated ‘sustainable rural development’ long before those ponderous words became fashionable. His synoptic view of the countryside was an intellectual standard he applied to all his work. He was the last man to want to labour in a silo.
Given his parents’ interests, it was no surprise that Michael would want to enter the national park world at some point. The opportunity arose in 1985 when he was appointed as the national park officer at the Peak District, England’s first national park. At that time, there were signs around Bakewell saying: “Abolish the Peak Park”. Michael relished this challenge. He got alongside the malcontents and listened to their complaints. Within two years, half the park’s farmers were benefitting from a pioneering grant scheme for environmental care, and the park’s rangers were being deployed to help farmers and visitors resolve their differences.
His synoptic approach went beyond farming. He encouraged small businesses to market goods as made in the park; created a showcase for Peak District Artists that flourishes to this day; set up a Peak Park Trust to revitalise derelict historic buildings; and supported affordable housing for local people. Truly Michael was ‘Mr Peak Park’.
He moved from local to national in 1992, taking over as Director General of the Countryside Commission, which was based in Cheltenham in John Dower House (which had been named for his father). He was now able to deploy his approach at an England-wide scale. The annual reports of the Commission of that time are full of accounts of innovative schemes, from the National Forest in the English Midlands to pioneer work on agri-environmental projects. Perhaps it was all too much for Whitehall: a few years after Michael’s time, the Commission was rebranded as the Countryside Agency and then largely swallowed up in Natural England. It is hard to imagine any Government these days being ready to give an agency the independence to operate in the way the Countryside Commission did under Michael and his predecessors.
Tall, impressively clever, quick minded and fearless, he led both the park and the Commission from the front. He demanded a lot of others but even more of himself. He was gifted as a communicator, expressing himself orally with great clarity, and having an unusual ability to synthesise ideas during a conference; and in writing too, he rarely needed to do a second draft as it all came out first time in neatly organised paragraphs. So, he should have been a gift to bureaucracies, but he did not suffer fools and could be impatient with the workings of local and national government, leading to confrontations with politicians at both levels. In the last few months of his life, he recalled a row with the then Environment Minister, Michael Howard, who he felt had shown indifference to the exciting opportunities offered by the National Forest scheme. Michael could be irked when confronted by those he felt did not share his enthusiasms.
Well into his sixties, he left the Commission in 1996 and embarked on what he called his ‘first retirement job’. Based at the University of Gloucestershire, his canvas now was rural Europe. Though no great linguist, his force of personality, a skill in finding common ground among divergent views and a sense of fun (a quality that can transcend generational, language and national divides) made him a very effective designer and leader of several Europe-wide NGO rural initiatives. His energy seemed endless, though as a tall man he hated the cramped seating in aircraft and returned exhausted from his European forays which took him as far afield as Ukraine and Georgia. His reward was not only a number of European alliances dedicated to the welfare of rural communities and the environment, but a bunch of ardent admirers from every corner of the continent, most of whom were less than half his age. A Belgian friend and colleague called him “an Englishman for Europe, a believer in European democracy, cohesion, integration, cooperation, and volunteering”. Michael loathed Brexit and felt that much of his work was damaged by it.
He took up his second retirement job about ten years ago when he and Nan move to the small Dorset town of Beaminster. Restless for action, he soon became known around town for his love of trees and woodland and for organising schoolchildren and volunteers to plant and care for them. But he was still drawn to the big picture, campaigning for a Dorset National Park and helping to found the Dorset Climate Action Network: its members described him in an on-line tribute as “demanding but very generous … a little frightening but marvellously warm”. He was still giving guidance to this group from his hospital bed days before he died.
Committee members (2023-2024)
Maurice Gran - acting Chair
Vanessa Angelo-Thomson (Vice-Chair)
Hon. Secretary - vacant
Roy Arnold (Membership Secretary)
Heidi Awege (Treasurer)
Hugh Arthur
Hugh Curran
Sara Dillon
Adrian Phillips
Diana Pollock
in attendance
Cllr. Jackie Chelin
Cllr. Tim Harman
PS we are always looking for new committee members. If you are interested, please advise Maurice Gran or Vanessa Angelo-Thomson
