Brian Frank Faulkner's Order of Service
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In Loving Memory <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>Brian</strong> <strong>Frank</strong> Faulkner<br />
3rd November 1938 - 10th January 2015<br />
Eastbourne Crematourium<br />
<strong>Service</strong> led by Pastor Rob Smillie <strong>of</strong> Suncoast Church,<br />
Eastbourne<br />
Tuesday 3rd February 2015 at 11:30 am
ORDER <strong>of</strong> SERVICE<br />
ENTRY MUSIC<br />
"Forever and Ever" by Demis Roussos
PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING<br />
AND LORD‘S PRAYER<br />
Read by Pastor Rob Smillie<br />
EULOGY<br />
Read by Pastor Rob Smillie
To Our Gentle Giant<br />
Tribute from <strong>Brian</strong>‘s grandchildren.<br />
Read by Katie - Grandaughter<br />
Grandad had the kindest<br />
eyes. He walked like a<br />
penguin in disguise, his heart<br />
was proud just like a lion, the<br />
centre <strong>of</strong> our family, Grandad<br />
<strong>Brian</strong>.<br />
He always did everything to<br />
support us, took us under his<br />
wing and taught us how to<br />
cherish family and be the best<br />
that we could be.<br />
We will miss him every day his<br />
smiley face, the way he’d say<br />
‘Ello Darlin’ when he saw us and<br />
would move the heavens for us.<br />
A gentle giant, young at heart<br />
Grandad was well-read, an<br />
inspiration and smart and<br />
rather sprightly for his age with<br />
his ipad and Facebook page.<br />
He was an amazing Grandad<br />
this football crazy Fulham lad a<br />
die-hard fan who got his kicks<br />
watching the side from SW6.<br />
Grandad loved the Eastbourne<br />
air and met some lovely people<br />
there always finding common<br />
ground with friends <strong>of</strong> old and<br />
friends new-found.<br />
He was honest, generous, kind<br />
and fun welcoming to everyone<br />
who joined the close knit<br />
Faulkner clan the family he’d<br />
built with our lovely Nan.<br />
He’s a man we can’t replace his<br />
zest for life; his warm embrace;<br />
his bacci tin; his magic tricks;<br />
his weakness for Ham, Egg and<br />
Chips.<br />
The sight <strong>of</strong> him on Christmas<br />
day Fulham hat proudly on<br />
display; how he filled our lives<br />
with laughter and always made<br />
us feel looked after.<br />
Now we’ve lost him to the stars<br />
we’re so proud that he was ours<br />
that we shared our lives<br />
together and he will live in us<br />
forever.<br />
With his love we all were<br />
blessed,<br />
<strong>Brian</strong> <strong>Frank</strong> Faulkner;<br />
Granddad; the best.
TRIBUTE<br />
From <strong>Brian</strong>‘s wife Muriel and their Children -<br />
Steve, Tracy, Julie and Sue<br />
Read by Steve<br />
MUSIC<br />
"Everybody Loves Somebody by Dean Martin"<br />
TRIBUTE<br />
Read by Lee - Grandson<br />
SCRIPTURE READING<br />
PRAYER OF BLESSING<br />
Read by Pastor Rob Smillie
The Family Chain<br />
Read by Michael - Son-In-Law<br />
We little knew that<br />
morning, God was<br />
going to call your name.<br />
In life we loved your dearly,<br />
In death we do the same.<br />
It broke our hearts to lose<br />
you, you did not go alone, for<br />
part <strong>of</strong> us went with you,<br />
the day God called you home.<br />
Goodbye my love Goodbye<br />
Hear the wind sing a sad<br />
old song it knows I'm<br />
leaving you today.<br />
You left us beautiful<br />
memories, your love is still<br />
our guide and though we<br />
cannot see you, you are<br />
always by our side.<br />
Sung by Demis Roussos<br />
Our family chain is broken<br />
And nothing seems the same<br />
But as God calls us one by one<br />
the chain will link again.<br />
See the stars in the skies<br />
above they'll shine wherever<br />
I may roam.<br />
Please don't cry or my heart<br />
will break when I go on my<br />
way.<br />
Goodbye my love, goodbye<br />
goodbye and au revoir, as<br />
long as you remember me<br />
I'll never be too far.<br />
Goodbye my love, goodbye<br />
I always will be true so hold<br />
me in your dreams till I come<br />
back to you.<br />
I will pray every lonely night<br />
that soon they'll guide me<br />
home.<br />
Goodbye my love, goodbye<br />
goodbye and au revoir as<br />
long as you remember me I'll<br />
never be too far.<br />
Goodbye my love, goodbye<br />
I always will be true so hold<br />
me in your dreams till I come<br />
back to you
A MOMENT OF REMEMBERING<br />
THE GRACE PRAYER AND BLESSING<br />
Dance with my Father<br />
Sung by Luther Vandross<br />
Back when I was a child before life<br />
removed all the innocence my<br />
father would lift me high and dance<br />
with my mother and me and then spin<br />
me around til I fell asleep then up the<br />
stairs he would carry me and I knew<br />
for sure, I was loved.<br />
If I could get another chance another<br />
walk, another dance with him I‘d play<br />
a song that would never ever end how<br />
I‘d love, love, love, to dance with my<br />
father again.<br />
When I and my mother will disagree<br />
to get my way I would run from her<br />
to him he‘d make me laugh just to<br />
comfort me yeah, yeah, then finally<br />
make me do just what my mama says.<br />
Later that night when I was asleep<br />
he left a dollar under my sheet never<br />
dreamed that he would be gone from<br />
me if I could steal one final glance one<br />
final step, one final dance with him<br />
I‘d play a song that would never ever<br />
end‚ cause I‘d love, love, love, love to<br />
dance with my father again.<br />
Sometimes I‘d listen outside her door<br />
And I‘d hear how my mama cried for<br />
him I pray for her even more than me<br />
I pray for her even more than me.<br />
I know, I‘m praying for much too<br />
much but could you send back the<br />
only man she loved I know you don‘t<br />
do it usually but dear Lord she‘s dying<br />
to dance with my father again every<br />
night I fall asleep and this is all I ever<br />
dream.<br />
I know You don‘t do it usually<br />
But dear Lord she‘s dying to dance<br />
with my father again.
Muriel and her family would like<br />
to thank you all for attending and<br />
would like to invite you to join<br />
them at:<br />
The Garden Suite<br />
Hydro Hotel<br />
Mount Road<br />
Eastbourne<br />
East Sussex<br />
BN20 7HZ