|HUMPHREY C. V. JONES
Humphrey and Audrey Jones moved to Slindon in 1961. They immediately joined in all village activities and were soon accepted as part of the community. Humphrey was genuinely interested in his fellow human beings and was never happier than when meeting people and talking with them. He gave unstintingly of his time and energy: he was Chairman of the Parish Council for two terms, Chairman of the Trustees of Slindon Charities and Treasurer of St Mary’s for many years. He was a devoted member of the Church of England – one of the reasons he was so pleased with his motorized chair, Blanche, was that it enabled him to get up the hill to church when he could no longer manage to walk. He bore his illness with great courage and cheerfulness.
The following is drawn from Humphrey’s son Phillip’s tribute.
I have so many memories of my father, all of them happy. Talking to my sisters after his death, we cannot ever recall a row in the family. Disagreements, perhaps, and disappointments more than likely, but the latter seldom showed on the surface. There was much harmony and to a large measure this was due to father’s wisdom, tolerance, kindness and patience, together with a sharp sense of humour.
I recall him noticeably in dark jacket and striped trousers, with a none-too-clean Anthony Eden hat (he refused to let my mother buy him another). “It will do”, a quotation he inherited from his father.
In 1926 he joined the family firm of solicitors and continued to his retirement forty years later. His father had been legal advisor to the Ministry of Agriculture and though father briefly thought of a tea broker’s career in India, he chose the family firm. He had left Winchester in 1919 as Head of House, and a more than capable games player. Thankfully, he had missed the war by a month, so his entry to the Scots Guards never materialised due to the Armistice and no doubt his life was prolonged by this event.
In 1926 during the General Strike he joined the Special Constabulary and to this Auxilliary body he gave of his best, when time allowed. He continued in the force through the war, as a sergeant, until invalided out in 1944. He often told me that he met the most interesting men from all walks of life during this period. It was these relationships, coupled with his intelligence and compassion, that gave him the ability to be such a good mixer.
Through various circumstances we have been somewhat nomadic. Ten houses since the parents married into Summers Place in 1928, but for the last 30 years, and the happiest years I know, it has been Slindon, firstly at Mulberry House and finally Little Paddocks.