This Movember, I've committed my upper lip to help change the face of men's health by growing a moustache, and now I need your support at http://uk.movember.com/mospace/6677145

The Movember Foundation is the leading global organisation committed to changing the face of men’s health.

I'm passionate about this cause because too many men are dying unnecessarily from prostate cancer. Each year, 40,000 men in the UK alone are diagnosed with prostate cancer. 
The Movember Foundation is working tirelessly every day with an urgent goal in mind: accelerating breakthroughs in prostate cancer research that will benefit patients and their families. Movember is achieving this by the formation of the largest, global alliance of prostate cancer researchers and clinical specialists, who are tackling the toughest prostate cancer challenges.
I need your support to fund this important work. Together, we can create a world where no man dies of prostate cancer. You can donate by:
- Donating online at http://uk.movember.com/mospace/6677145
- Writing a cheque to 'Movember Europe', referencing my registration ID: 6677145 and mailing it to:  Movember Europe, PO Box 3, Diss, IP98 1HH
You can learn more about the important work and impact Movember is having at: http://uk.movember.com/programs
There's a lot riding on this moustache, thank you for your support!
Mo Bro John Scanlon
http://uk.movember.com/mospace/6677145

We will remember them...

The Church was decorated with poppies on Remembrance Sunday (red symbolising sacrifice and white for peace) as the Parish joined in prayer for those who fought and gave their lives for their country, for those are bereaved and grieve the loss of a loved one and for peace throughout the world.


The children made a beautiful, handprint poppy wreath during their liturgy which was brought up at the Offertory and displayed on the altar.



They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.


From Laurence Binyon's poem
For the Fallen, written in September 1914