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F

rom the Master

John Mansfield

Earlier in the year I had an

interesting discussion with

Past Master Jeremy Beech

who told me that he was

part of the team which was

negotiating our Coat of Arms

with the Herald at the College

of Arms.

Jeremy remarked

that he found this challenging

because people there spoke

a rather unusual version

of English. I remembered

that conversation when the

College of Arms very helpfully

provided me with the following

explanation of the Armorial

bearing of the Aldermanic

Sherriff, Tim Hailes and I quote

verbatim:-

“The arms are described as

such: the blazon of the arms is:

Per Chevron Azure platy and Or

a Fleur-De-Lys in base Gules.

The blazon of the crest is; Or

a wreath Argent and Gules. A

griffin sejant erect Gules winged

Azure platy beaked and legged

Or holding in the dexter forefoot

a sword erect Argent hilt and

pommel Gules and resting the

sinister forefoot upon a bezant.”

Obviously!

Apart from having to concur

with the perceived wisdom

we all recognise exists within

our cadre of our Past Masters,

what else have I learnt in my

first three months as the Master

Firefighter? I am honoured to

say that everywhere I have

found absolute and profound

respect and appreciation for

the profession of Firefighter. It

makes me proud of you all, if

a little guilty that your Master

is really masquerading as a

Firefighter since, as most of

you know, I was by profession

a Corporate Banker. In my

defence, I can at least claim

a direct (if admittedly rather

tenuous) link to the Great Fire

of 1666 in that I once worked in

the offices of Lloyds Bank which

had been built on the exact site

of Thomas Faryners bakers

shop in Pudding Lane.

At the time of writing, I have

attended 17 events on your

behalf. The most enjoyable for

me thus far proved to be an

invitation from the Clockmakers

Company to attend a Freedom

ceremony for Herr Thomas

Krosnchang who is a German

Fire Chief. I received my own

Freedom on the 10th October

1985 and I had not been in the

Chamberlain’s Court since that

date. I am sure that the various

explanations provided by the

Chamberlain did not happen

back in my day. Whether they

were making a special effort

because he was German I

do not know but I am glad

they did. Chief Krosnchang

was accompanied by several

members of his watch and it

was interesting to talk with them

(their English was frankly a lot

better than my German) and

to find that their experiences

are very close to ours. At the

conclusion of the event the

Chief presented me with a

bronze of St Florian which can

now be seen in the office.

All members of the Company

should be justifiably proud of the

achievements of our Charitable

Trust which does magnificent

work. Nevertheless it remains

of concern that some members

of the company do not support

the Charity with donations. Part

of my mission for my year will

be to contact those members

who do not currently support the

Trust to ask them to consider

doing so. To misuse Tesco’s

slogan “every little helps”.

Those of you who attended

Common Hall in July were I

think a little surprised to learn

that, as well as masquerading

as a Firefighter, I also

masquerade to an extent as an

Englishman since, in my more

wistful moments, I also consider

myself as a Viking. The fact

that I am rather handicapped

by being neither blond nor

blue eyed is not evidential of

this clearly, but my mother’s

family all came to England from

Denmark just under 200 years

ago - it seems EU migration is

not such a new phenomenon

as we believe. My mother’s

family remain Amundsens to

this day. Although not himself

a Viking, my father also had a

Viking name because he was

Eric, and whilst I was named

after Eric’s own father John

who served in the Royal Navy

until his destroyer was blown

out of the water at the Battle

of Jutland, I still feel that my

delusions are fair enough. And

as I go forth as your Master over

the next 9 months or so, what

do I expect? I have no idea but

as my ancestors would have

said “Wyd Bir Ful Araed” which

means fate is inexorable.

John Mansfield

Master.

Worshipful Company of Firefighters

FROM THE MASTER