Joyce Mancinelli
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On the north wall of the church hangs a list of names. The lettering is beautiful, the cartouche lovingly coloured. It holds the names not just of those who died for their country, but all of those from the parish who went to war.  

As the hymn says: "their memory hallowed in the land they loved." As each parishioner approached the altar to add their poppy to the wreath, they paused at the lectern and read aloud the name of one of our own 'valiant hearts.'