Terry Burns

 Terence Guy Adair “Terry” Burns

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Terence Guy Adair “Terry” Burns

Birth

Royal Tunbridge Wells, Tunbridge Wells Borough, Kent, England
Death 16 Jan 1985 (aged 47)

London, City of London, Greater London, England
Burial

Beckenham, London Borough of Bromley, Greater London, England Show Map

Plot Rose Bed 39
Memorial ID 157337334 · View Source

Sharp in academics and a diligent student, Burns developed a refined taste for music and was well-read and cultured by his early teens and adulthood. In the 1950s, inspired by authors and musicians of the Beat Generation, he enjoyed reading the writings of Jack Kerouac, William Burroughs, and Allen Ginsberg and listening to Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Gerry Mulligan and other talented jazz musicians of the social and literary movement. Like his younger brother David, he also liked writing music and singing in local pubs.

Burns was a veteran of the British Royal Air Force, having served from November of 1955 to November 1958. In his lifetime, he faced faced some of the most difficult circumstances with strength and courage and was sadly a victim of suicide, losing his life at the Mayday Hospital in Croydon, Surrey. Burns was a loving son, nephew, cousin, brother, and compassionate friend and was loved dearly by his Aunt Pat and family.

In Heaven You Rest, No Worry, No Pain
Gone But Not Forgotten

Thanks to Aurorae Little♥UE for creating Terry’s memorial and for her expertise in collecting and compiling information in honor of Terry’s memory and those who loved him.


Family Members

Parents

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    Margaret Mary Burns Jones

    19132001

Siblings

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    David Bowie*

    19472016


Inscription

Terence G Burns
5th Nov 1937-16 Jan 1985
Still loved & sadly missed
Pat & Tony

Gravesite Details Ashes ~

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A medieval satire? Human Rights

‘”Tell me Lord, if you please, by what right or title does a villein eat beef … And goose, of which they have plenty? And this troubles God. God suffers from it and I do too. For they are a sorry lot, these villeins who eat fat goose! Should they eat fish? Rather, let them eat thistles and briars, thorns and straw and hay on Sunday and peapods on weekdays. They should keep watch without sleep and have trouble always; that is how villeins should live. Yet each day they are full and drunk on the best wines, and in fine clothes. The great expenditures of villeins comes at a high cost, for it is this that destroys and ruins the world. It is they who spoil the common welfare. From the villein comes all unhappiness. Should they eat meat? Rather should they chew grass on the heath with the horned cattle and go naked on all fours …”

These tales were addressed to an upper-class audience. Was this what they wanted to hear, or was it a satire on their attitude?’

– Barbara Tuchman, “A Distant Mirror” , quoting from ‘Le Despit au Villain” medieval chronical.

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David Bowie Duets With Bing Crosby! The Secrets Behind The Greatest Holiday Song Of All Time!

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The place of the poor

‘”Tell me Lord, if you please, by what right or title does a villein eat beef … And goose, of which they have plenty” And this troubles God. God suffers from it and I do too. For they are a sorry lot, these villeins who eat fat goose! Should they eat fish? Rather let them eat thistles and briars, thorns and straw and hay on Sunday and peapods on weekdays. They should keep watch without sleep and have trouble always; that is how villeins should live. Yet each day they are full and drunk on the best wines, and in fine clothes. The great expenditures of villeins comes at a high cost, for it is this that destroys and ruins the world. It is they who spoil the common welfare. From the villein comes all unhappiness. Should they eat meat? Rather should they chew grass on the heath with the horned cattle and go naked on all fours …”

[from a tale which was] addressed to an upper-class audience. Was this what they wanted to hear, or was it a satire on their attitude?’

-Barbara Tuchman in “ADistant Mirror” quoting from “Le Despit au Villein” (medieval chronicle)

(recorded 12/8/81)

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Foreboding (poem)

 

 

FOREBODING

 

Hey old crow,

What do you know?

Can you hear the climate change?

Can you smell the wind?

Do you see the frost form

In the clear sky?

 

Do you call the changes

As bells that toll?

Does your voice caul

Beware

                … Beware

                                … Beware!

 

Will your great black beak break

On frozen pond

Will your talons claw and rend

The road kill?

 

Or will your black feathers

Drift in their turn

Like snow?

                                                                                                                                                By Lyndal Breen  29/8/2013

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Value of building self-esteem?

“Young people in the 20s are “quitters” with inflated egos…parents have created such a lost and useless generation. Parents have given them too much help, robbed them of independence and told them too often they were special when, in fact, they weren’t.”

Jean Twenge (San Diego State University Study)

My comment: this may be true but as a parent of this generation, I was constantly advised by ‘experts’ to protect the delicate self image and build confidence by the very interventions that are now criticised.

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Regret Ceiling

“A person can only lament actions past or words said for so long. Sooner or later they hit the ‘regret ceiling’, the full saturation point when they can’t be any sorrier for what they’ve done and start to resent the source of the regret for discomfiting them.”

from Dictionary for the Modern World, in Good Weekend (Sydney Morning Herald) October 8, 2011

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