Trevor Miner’s Eulogy

 

13041406_1139116012807203_6230958542053735907_oThank you everyone for coming today from far and wide to pay tribute to Trevor.

Trevor was an ordinary boy from Bolingey who became an extraordinary boy with TV tributes and an obituary in The Telegraph. How far he came in his long lifetime.

Trevor was born on 14 January 1927 to his parents Annie and Jack. His Dad was a Signalman at Perranporth Station. His Mum played the organ at both Bolingey and Perranporth chapel. Trevor had the job of pumping the organ for his Mum but one time feel asleep and no sound came out! He and his elder brother Eric lived with their parents at Myrtle Cottage Bolingey and told many tales about their happy childhood. He attended the original Perranporth County Primary School at St Georges Hill and then Penwartha School until he was 14. From the age of 8-9 he had a kidney disease called Bright’s disease and was absent from school for 12 months. When he left school he went on to become a mechanic for Cornishes and his first wage was 2/6 (25p nowadays). He never had to take his driving test but drove taxis and all sorts of vehicles as well as working the petrol pumps.

Whilst at home in 1943 he joined the Home Guard and was then asked to join The Auxilliers (Churchill’s Secret Army) to take the place of Eric who had been called up. He was chosen as a local, trustworthy lad who knew the area well. He was asked to sign The Official Secrets Act and was one of 3500 volunteers recruited. He was sent to Coleshill House in Oxfordshire to train how to kill, how to use explosives and various other clandestine activities. He served 2 years in his unit until his call up in 1945.

We took Trevor back to Coleshill House in September where he opened a replica Observation Post. We had a tour of the grounds and exhibitions which he admired greatly. He crawled into their underground bunker and out again. He loved every minute He then got the opportunity to fire a Sten gun and Sniper Rifle. All this was captured on video. He had such a great day and talked of it for months.

For the last 4 years we have gone to London to march at the Cenotaph with The Auxilliers which he was very proud of. He wished all his friends could be there with him. He loved the fact that all The Researchers at CART are doing such a great job of highlighting the Secret Army. Special thanks go to Tom and Nina for all they did for Trevor and for their continued hard work in trying to get the boys recognised by the government. We especially love the wreath you have sent today as a mark of respect for all those Auxilliers lost. We will be at the Cenotaph again in November to represent Trevor, but as one of your colleagues said the cold November morning wont be the same without his smile and cheerfulness.

Trevor was 18 when he was called up and because of his serial number this meant that he had to go into the mines. He was a Bevan Boy in Glamorgan until 1948, serving 4 ½ years in the colliery.
He had a hard time in Wales, the people thought he was a consiencous objector. They all spoke Welsh and did not welcome them at all. To add to that insult he had to stay there until 1948! They had to provide their own clothing and he tells of one chap wearing a dinner suit as that was the only old clothes his family had! He survived a rock fall and had the scars and coal dust on his back.
After his return home after the war he went to work as a long distance lorry driver for J G Brewer which was later to become British Road Services and then Roadline where he worked out of Perranporth until he was made redundant. He used to drive long distance in the early years taking loads all over the country. He then went to work for The Royal Naval Air Station Culdrose as a driver for 11 years until retirement – he very much enjoyed his time at Culdrose and was proud of the fact that he used to take Prince Andrew his lunch when he was training as a helicopter pilot.

13041026_1139115996140538_6394853352380733398_oBoth Muriel and Trevor used to work in Bic Healy’s wine bar. Muriel in the kitchen with Mary and Trevor behind the bar. We all had some great evenings, Xmas Eve and New Year there back in the 80s. He and Bic had been friends since their school days and remained so through the years, going fishing off the beach and also on the river in Bic’s boat. He also told of their escapades collecting seagull eggs from the cliffs and going back to Bics grandmother’s house to cook omelettes!
On retirement he and Muriel belonged to many organisations. They enjoyed going to their lunches with the NFC Pensioners Club and raising lots of money for charity. They also went regularly to Rose Coffee morning winning many raffle prizes and taking them back again.

Trevor was a member of the Museum taking his turn each week to show visitors around. He was very proud of Perranporth and loved doing this. He was also a member of the Garden Trustees and was responsible for seeing that many local clubs received the donations necessary to keep them going. He sang in The Perraners and we are grateful to them for coming to sing today. He was an active member of The Bowling Club and was 2nd team Captain for a while. He was proud that he used to bowl with my Grampy’s bowls and told me they were the reason he played so well.

Trevor had always been an active member of The Surf Lifesaving Club and had an influence on the lives of many people here today one way or another. Whether it was showing you how to mend a Landover on a shoestring or just offering advice in his kind and gentle way. He had a stabilising effect on the club and the last time he went out before his death was to The Surf Lifesaving dinner where he received a special photograph. He was very grateful for this and enjoyed his evening immensely.

Trevor met Muriel in 1950 and they courted for 4 years before getting married on 16 October 1954. They moved into number 9 and have lived there all the 61 years of their married life. Stephen was born in 1956, Michael in 1958 and Andrew in 1964. Their house was full of love and laughter. Whenever you see photographs they are always laughing, there is joy in his eyes and a love for his family. Trevor’s smile was infectious and it lit up the room. He loved Muriel with all his heart and their marriage has had an impact on all of our lives. Through him the boys learnt how to behave, although he was the softie and Muriel the disciplinarian!

Muriel asked me to say that they had been together for 66 years altogether. They laughed, cried, fell out, made up and brought up 3 lovely boys. They then had an extended family that they love very much. She feels that she has been so lucky that Trevor and she had been there for each other. She will miss him, but he has left her with some wonderful memories

He was extremely proud of his 3 grandchildren Robert, Zara and James and delighted in their company. He spent a lot of time with them as children and as adults they have always looked up to him. To disappoint Granddad was worse than their parents! He was thrilled to see the arrival of his two great grandchildren Seth and Eliza and they also loved him to bits.

One thing that stands out since he passed away is how many people consider Trevor one of the most important people in their lives. That is a real tribute to the kind of man he was. You were privileged to call Trevor your friend. He was a loyal friend always there for you when needed.

Muriel and the family would like to thank all of the many friends who have helped Trevor over the past few months. Especially the Wednesday Night Crew – or as Trevor called them HIS GANG. Special thanks go to The Paperboy – Chris Harding and his Bookies runner – Chris Ballinger – you have all been wonderful and we don’t know how we would have managed without you.

As someone said on one of the many tributes. The word legend is over used these days but Trevor was a true legend. Our 5 year old Grandson Seth told his 2 year old sister Eliza – Great Grandad has gone to heaven to be with God – I am sure he is up there now with Eric looking down on us all and loving every minute.

May he rest in peace