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MALLY YATES  

by Francis and Gail Ballinger write about Workweek 2006 for the newsletter


As we arrived on Friday 21st July we were greeted with the usual signs of hospitality that show that you have arrived at the Society of Mary and Martha. While we unpacked in one of the new Pig Pens we reflected on the changes that we have seen at Sheldon over the years, as the site has been upgraded. Yet at the same time, the warm welcome has been the same, and as the afternoon progressed more and more familiar faces joined us, alongside new ones.

I asked one new volunteer what his impressions of the week were. He talked about the beautiful scenery, the good food, the comradeship and friendliness of people, the way people listened but also shared fun, all set within a framework of morning and evening prayer. He also commented on the sense of achievement he had at the end of each day
We were there with one purpose: to take part in Work Week. As its title tells us, it was to be a week where the word “Work”, or “More work” seemed to be scattered all over the programme. We had all paid to do work, in whatever form we were allocated: to be more accurate we had paid for the food and accommodation during what was for most of us an eight day stay. For many of us this was a familiar pattern, with old friends gathered, which some had repeated for about twenty years.
On the first evening there was a concert in the open air theatre, for which many of us were stewards or car park attendants, or on the Box Office, but during the breaks in these activities we were able to listen to a band playing many old favourites: later in the week we were to do the same for a “Fab Beatles” concert.
Other days saw a variety of tasks being undertaken, from folding serviettes and slicing beans, to various kitchen duties like peeling potatoes or washing up, through to painting the outside windows and walls of the Long Barn and clearing brambles: each task carefully matched to our strength and ability. We were divided into teams, some to help in the kitchen, others to help with household duties, others to paint or generally help with tasks (mainly manual) alongside the community.
One of the privileges of taking part in the Work Week is that you can be there for the Community’s Annual Rededication Service, and for the Annual Eucharist. As always with a visit to Sheldon you realise that, alongside many others, you are part of a larger community of Friends, for whom there is always a welcome, and often a smile or joke. We come to Sheldon like a large family coming home, and we always feel wanted, cared for, but also useful, things I know many of us sadly lack in our work in ministry.
This article started as a report on Work Week, with a sub-text of why we were there. It ends as a note of thanks to Carl, Sue, Hilary, Sarah, Jan and Mary for all you do, for encouraging us to share in a week with you, and a hope that we will be back soon. It takes us from the question of why we were there, to one of not understanding why more did not join us?

 
 
Mally Yates writes about the summer Work Week 2004 for the Sheldon Newsletter
It was Carl’s appeal in the newsletter that did it. I’d only ever been a general factotum on a 12,000 mile service week before, but now the Community needed volunteers for Work Week. And Work Week was slap in the middle of the two months my husband was going to be on the other side of the world. Was God trying to tell me something? Nearer my three-quarters of a century than any other significant milestone, I couldn’t take on hedging or ditching, but I sent Hillary a very tentative e-mail, nevertheless. Back came a typically warm and welcoming response; yes, there was plenty of scope for all physical abilities, and would I come?

So I went and, looking back, wouldn’t have missed it for anything. Living as I do in the Peak District of Derbyshire, I’ve never been able to get to Sheldon for things like open days, festival eucharists or performances in the open air theatre. So for the first time in many years as a volunteer and an enthusiast I was able to see the all-round, multi-faceted work (and fun and solemn moments) of the life of the place. It was an enormous privilege to be part of the small group of Friends in the lovely new chapel as the Community dedicated themselves afresh for the year ahead; to be part of a much larger congregation (and a chalice bearer) at the eucharist in the Barn; and to be there as the prayer meadow was dedicated by the Bishop of Crediton and visited by many people in the following few days.

Even further from my previous experience of Sheldon were the Fab Beatles concert and the City of Plymouth Pipe Band in the open air theatre on balmy nights, accompanied by lights and midges, and the barbecue where we fed the milling hordes (and Sarah sufficiently forgot her inhibitions to test out the bouncy castle before they arrived!).
And yes, there was plenty of work but it was all allocated with the same care, sensitivity and consideration with which SMM does everything else and the company was of the usual high order! Altogether, it was a wonderful week. Thank you, Sheldon!