Dedicated to the memory of Michael Fogg

This site is a tribute to Michael Fogg. He is much loved and will always be remembered.

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Michael wrote the following words for a Golden Wedding Anniversary book we made for my parents, Nick (Michael's brother) and Edwina Fogg. They capture the essence of him so perfectly - kind, caring and considerate of others. NICK AND EDWINA'S GOLDEN WEDDING - 1967 – 2017. Having known Nick, a much loved brother, since the day he was born and our dear sister in law Edwina, since she and Nick met as impoverished students at Nottingham University, in the early 1960's it is difficult to appreciate how quickly the years have passed and that they are now celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. One of my earliest memories, is when Nick brought Edwina to visit our parents in Stratford and I drove them back to Nottingham, on a wet winter night. At Tamworth, we encountered flooding, with water up to the car door sills, but were doing well, until we met a bus, which swamped our engine, bringing us to a halt, mid stream. Undeterred Nick and I removed shoes and socks, rolled our trousers and pushed. On emerging from the flood, we could not restart the car, until a bystander, asked whether we had a nylon stocking, which we obtained from Edwina. I am not sure what the guy did, but the car restarted. I still owe Edwina a replacement stocking! I recall Nick and Edwina's wedding at St George's church in Gravesend, where Pocahontas is buried and has a memorial in the churchyard. The Reception was held at the Clarendon Hotel, not far from the home of Jean White, Edwina's mother, whilst Nick and Edwina lived in Catford, before Nicks appointment at Marlborough College. Nick and Edwina soon started a family with the arrival of Eleanor, Katherine, Edward, Alison, Tom, Martha, together with Joe, Mike and Lauren. More beautiful grandchildren followed and recently, Lila, a great granddaughter. When Nick told me that he and Edwina were to become great grandparents, it sounded very ancient, until I realised that Jayne and I would become her Great, Great Uncle and Aunt! As we go through life, we all experience sad times and Nick and Edwina are no exception, with the early loss of Eleanor and grandson, Jacob. We have shared those times with them and have many memories, including electioneering in Stratford when Nick stood as Lib.Dem candidate. Jayne toured the constituency with Nick, whilst Edwina and I manned the loudspeaker car, which broke down. Although Nick did not win, he achieved an excellent result, in a traditional Tory seat. Naturally, Edwina had to be indoctrinated with the long standing family support for Derby County and was sensible enough to adopt a “If you can't beat them, join them” approach. Since then she has shared good times and bad times. One of the earlier games Edwina and I attended with Nick, was in the days when rival supporters stood together on the terraces, Nick succeeded in antagonising a group of Millwall dockers, but fortunately we survived to tell the tale! As recently as last New Years day, we attended a “Fogg fizz party” and after so many years of visiting Marlborough for mayor makings, jazz festivals, weddings and christenings, they roll into one great memory of the times we have shared with Nick and Edwina and their wonderful family and we wish them many more happy years together. Thank you and Much Love to you All. P.S. “Anyone fancy nipping down to the Lamb for a quick one?”
Katy
27th May 2020
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Sent by Church View Funeral Service (Chesham) on 14/05/2020
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
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