This incredible woman turned 101 years old on Monday and we couldn’t be more proud to be involved in her life. She is quite remarkable and keeps us all on our toes.
Her son Anthony has written the most brilliant poem to commemorate this wonderful milestone – and he’s permitted me to include it at the end of this post:
How the years fly
Here we are once again
Outside in the sun, this time praying for rain
Yet another occasion for meringues, cakes and fun
Sybil is now aged one hundred and one
I don’t mean to be churlish but I think you’ll agree
that these things are coming too quickly for me
can we slow down time put the brakes on its hurry ?
things happen so fast and I’m starting to worry
so we won’t make a fuss, we’ll slow down the pace
just a few of us lunchtime at my brother Pauls place
mum left her home in Llangattock to a live in a joint
you might call a care home, but that’s stretching the point
it’s more like a pleasant country hotel, while
often care homes are a foretaste of hell
back at Penpergwm, where the fees are extortion
they’re planning a beano of massive proportion
she does not yet know that when she gets back at five
that’s when the day will come truly alive
The local Brass band will meet her and what’s more
and she’ll be carried shoulder high through the special wide door
that leads to the dining room decked with flowers and stuff
wishing” Have a Great Day” and all that sort of guff
But the best bit will be when the huge cake arrives
wheeled in on a trolley by four handsome guys
I mean Robin of course and the gardening team
We have spared no expense on this birthday cake dream !
Then Boom !
The cake bursts apart while we are singing the song
Out pops Reverend John Morris wearing only a thong
his truss and colostomy gear he can’t hide
but the residents here take it all in their stride
He is 85 and from the clergy stepped down
but he needs extra cash so he’s going around
doing a male stripper act , in the best possible taste
some say it’s too much, that it’s right in your face
but we all liked it here and Syb made the joke
That if he got much closer she might have a stroke
He’ s available for parties and weddings I hear
and funerals too – could be dodgy I fear
now the crowds have gone and the residents have retired
all is tranquil and quiet, after the evening’s near riot
They are content they did justice to Sybil’s 0ne hundred ad one
for what is life for if you can’t have some fun ?
RART 25/08/25
