Loss

An enduring dynamic of this crisis is loss.

  • Loss of freedoms

  • Loss of amenity

  • Loss of Income

  • Loss of work

  • Loss of purpose

But the biggest of all of these, is loss of people. As of 1100 hrs on Easter Sunday, just a few short of ten thousand souls have died in the United Kingdom. And yesterday, here on Mann, our second Islander died.

And things became even more real.

Richie Lloyd was a giant of a Man, in every context. He stood tall, and his strong frame gave him presence that could stop violence in its tracks. You see, Richie was a police officer. He was one of those that stood ready whilst people slept peaceably in their beds. He served the people for thirty years, and then some more as a support officer. He was still doing that when he fell ill.

But violence was not his way. Sure, he could tie you in knots, as he was a master at Judo, and his ‘Richie hugs’ were comforting yet uncomfortable at the same time! But he was a true gentle man. Softly spoken, always smiling. He was utterly dependable, whatever the task, and whenever it was. I recall when he was managing force intelligence, and his dedication was such that in the end he needed a word from the boss to make sure he had a rest!

There is a wonderful film which was made here on the Island, called ‘Waking Ned’. In it, one of the characters makes an oratory at a funeral;

“ (He) was my great friend. But I don't ever remember telling him. The words that are spoken at a funeral are spoken too late for the man who is dead…. If he was here now, if he could hear what I say, I'd congratulate him on being a great man, and thank him for being a friend.”.

Richie, those words that fill the social pages of your friends and colleagues today are those that are too late. I hope you knew just how much you were truly loved and respected by everyone whose life you touched. I know that through these dark hours I’ve tried to be more compassionate, and more understanding. I try and let people know that I love them just a little bit more often. I regret not having had one more day in your company to let you know the same.

Rest easy brother. Your work is done. We will remember you.

Derek Flint Cert. Ed. MCIPR.

Derek Flint