British Wrestlers Reunion
Strengthening the Ring of Friendship


Peter Baines

On the 28th November 2018 the wrestling world lost one of its great Master of Ceremonies/refereees when Peter Baines passed away.  Tributes poured in from wrestlers and fans who had admired and respected Peter for decades and he was laid to rest in Essex on the 21st December 2018.  Below is the Order of Service which will remain here as our own tribute to Peter:-
Commemorating the life of Peter George Baines
Date: 21 December 2018
Time: 3.30pm
Venue: Three Counties Crematorium
Celebrant: Angie Jones
Entrance – Music: Moonlight Serenade – Glenn Miller
Please be seated. Before we begin today, would you please ensure that any mobile phones are switched to silent mode?
On behalf of Peter’s family, I welcome you and thank you for being here today.

You have come here today to give thanks for knowing Peter and to express gratitude for the days and years shared with him. You are here to remember this unique person and recall
the life that he lived. By remembering the best of Peter, you will cement the memory of him within you and that will never leave you.

A funeral ceremony is an opportunity to join in taking leave of someone we have loved and respected. But it is more than that. It is the celebration of a life and a personality, and a time
to comfort family and friends here today in their grief.

Following today’s ceremony, you are invited to the Hare and Hounds at High Garrett to share your memories of times spent with Peter.

Hymn: For Those in Peril on the Sea (choral)

Please stand if you are able as we start the service today with a hymn. The words can be found in your order of service.

Eternal Father, strong to save,
whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
who bid'st the mighty ocean deep

its own appointed limits keep:
O hear us when we cry to thee
for those in peril on the sea.

O Christ, whose voice the waters heardand hushed their raging at thy word,who walked'st on the foaming deep,and calm amid the storm didst sleep:
O hear us when we cry to theefor those in peril on the sea.

O Holy Spirit, who didst brood
upon the waters dark and rude,
and bid their angry tumult cease,
and give, for wild confusion, peace.
O hear us when we cry to thee
for those in peril on the sea.

O Trinity of love and power,
our brethren shield in danger’s hour;
from rock and tempest, fire and foe,
protect them wheresoe'er they go:
thus evermore shall rise to thee
glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

Poem: Death is Nothing At All by Canon Henry Scott Holland

Our first poem today was chosen by Peter’s family as it was one he particularly liked. The poem is called ‘Death is Nothing At All’ and was written by Canon Henry Scott Holland

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone,wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort,without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was,there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better,infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together.

Memories of Peter

There can surely be no better way to honour a life than when a person’s story is told in the words of their loved ones. I would like to begin that process by inviting Belinda to present a
tribute to Peter on behalf of her Dad, Peter’s lifelong friend Norman. The tribute is entitled, ‘My Mate Bainsy’.

My Mate Bainsy

Peter, Margaret, Hazel and myself first became best friends in1953, when I lived in the flat above Smith's garage and Peterlived at Westbury House, although he and I had been at schooltogether. At the time Peter was working at the Kinema, Dunmow's cinema for those of you too young to remember. He always had a way with electronics and when I told him that having bought a T.V it didn't really get any reception due to the trees across the road, he came up with the idea of erecting along pole with guide ropes on attached on the roof of the flat.This we did. It worked a treat and was still there until the building was demolished earlier this year.

Peter always loved his dogs, Gavin, Blackie and Wrestler who travelled down to Dunmow with them every Christmas in theback of the Morris.

Peter loved a prank and one year when Hazel and myself were visiting he arranged a visit to the Motor Museum. As we were going round I said to "Hazel, well blow me down (not my actual words) there's my old car!" It was the first car I owned a Humber the number plate CPU 8, we couldn't believe it, it was in immaculate condition, in fact better than when I owned it, then I saw Peter hiding round the corner laughing he had arranged with the museum to stick on false plates and I still have them to this day.

Peter was always on hand to help out his best mate, even helping to teach Belinda to water ski when he had only just learnt himself. Our Boxing Days, New Year's Eves and New Years' Days were never complete without Peter and Maggie, I remember one year he arrived with some huge fireworks which he let off in myback garden, we had several complaints from my neighbours asthey were so loud and went right across the bypass. Pete (Bainsey) you were the best mate anyone could ask for,you will truly never be forgotten.

To conclude I would like to say I have so many happy memories of Boxing Days and of Uncle Peter's ongoing support for Dun-mow Pantomime Group. He was the lighting technician in the1950's and always remained a patron and looked forward to receiving the DVD every year. We will be dedicating a trophy in his memory.

Peter’s Life

It is now my great honour to read a tribute to Peter compiled on behalf of his family and friends.

Peter was born in Great Dunmow on the 20th November 1927.
Son to George William Baines and Margaret Baines (nee Finch).

During his younger years he lived at The Angel & Harp Public House in Great Dunmow where his father was licensee until July 1939 when he was recalled to the Navy to serve on the aircraft carrier H.M.S. Courageous which was tragically torpedoed on the 17th September 1939 and he was amongst those who perished. His mother Margaret continued as licensee for many years afterwards.

While training as a cinema projectionist, Peter joined the Royal Navy eight months before the end of the Second World War, two weeks after his 17th birthday. He was attached to the Entertainments Section (The Combined Services Entertainment Unit).

In 1947 when H. M. King George VI reviewed the fleet off Greenock, Peter installed and operated the stage lighting and curtains for a Royal Variety Show on board H.M.S. Illustrious, and was presented at the conclusion of the performance.

On the 5th August 1950 Peter married the true love of his life Margaret Gould. During their early married life Margaret contracted tuberculosis and had to spend 18 months in the sanatorium and remained under medical supervision for many years afterwards. Peter and Margaret were very happily married until her untimely death 10 years ago due to her chest related condition. They were married for almost 58 years.

Upon leaving the navy, Peter joined the Fire Service in Great Dunmow and -I quote -'showed a satisfactory standard of competence to drive Brigade Appliances (excluding Turntable Ladders)' for some reason! He also became Manager of the Dunmow Kinema. or cinema as it would be called nowadays. He made many improvements to the cinema during his time there, Cinemascope and Stereophonic sound to mention but two of his achievements. The local Operatic, Dramatic and Dancing societies also benefitted greatly from his creative electrical talents. The then Chairman of the Great Dunmow Rotary Club was reported to have said that the success of the last five Whit-Monday fetes was due mainly to Peter's untiring efforts and skills.

In 1957 Peter and Margaret moved to Scotland when Peter's career in the cinema industry continued as manager of a large chain of Scottish cinemas, with Associated British Cinemas in Paisley. Margaret became the manageress of a restaurant in a rival cinema chain!

When the industry began to decline, he left to become a driving instructor. He worked his way up until he eventually retired as The Department of Transport's Senior Driving Examiner in Glasgow.

During his driving instruction days he took on an extra profession as one of the most accomplished Wrestling and Boxing Master of Ceremonies and referees, and was granted a licence by the British Boxing Board of Control. Peter was frequently seen on television, always immaculately and impeccably attired, announcing boxing championship contests.

In 1960 Peter developed an interest in toastmaster duties and after some considerable success, became a member of The Institute of Professional Toastmasters, eventually being elected
as a Fellow within the Institute and Scotland's leading Toastmaster.

Royalty, politicians, sports and show-business personalities were no strangers to Peter, who travelled throughout Britain always ensuring that his functions were conducted with an exacting standard of efficiency and accuracy. His attention to every single detail was painstaking and always appreciated. On one occasion, due to a prior engagement he was unable to officiate at a function graced by the presence of H.R.H. Diana Princess of Wales, which would have given him the distinction of having served with every then living member of the Royal Family. Such was his familiarity with them that on one occasion when Prince Phillip was getting out of his car he laughed and said 'Oh no, not Bainsy again'!

Peter was a very good friend to the Royal Arthur Naval Association and will leave the remaining members with some very happy memories of the reunions held in Skegness each
year, where in his role as toastmaster he did an excellent job and never expected any reward except gratitude for a job well done. He will be sorely missed by the remaining members of the Association and remembered with great affection.

It was a very big decision for Peter to 'give up the gavel' when he decided to retire as a toastmaster as it had been a huge interest in his life since the death of his beloved Margaret ten year ago, but he came to realise that at the age of 88 perhaps it was for the best. His retirement left a huge hole in the toastmaster business and he received a flood of thank you letters and tribute letters from fellow toastmasters. Unlike many others in the business, he was always willing to share his expertise with fledgling toastmasters and gave them tips and guidance to help them on their way.

Peter, as most of us will know, had an impish sense of humour and was always ready to play pranks on others. Like the time, many years ago, he dressed as an Indian door to door salesman, complete with tanned skin and turban, and called at the home of Margaret's mother and father in Chelmsford. He was trying to sell his wares which became more ludicrous in their clues as his then mother-in-law failed to realise who he was. He was reduced to selling haggis from Paisley until his father-in-law shouted through for him to 'go away' but in stronger language than that!

Peter and Margaret always travelled south together every year,
towing their caravan, to spend valued time with their family
and friends at Christmas and New Year and this was something
Peter continued to do by himself after Margaret had died. He
continued to do this until he was almost 90 but then decided
that perhaps towing the caravan was no longer a good idea and
was able to stay with his best friend Norman in Great Dunmow.

So very many of us will agree that Christmas, will very sadly, never be the same without him being with us, entertaining us with his gadgets; his many anecdotes, (most of which we'd heard several times before) but especially Christmas lunch without the tinned Farrows processed peas and two sprouts! Then of course the after-lunch sleep accompanied by the snoring (but as we all know he was just resting his eyes!)

There have so very many heartfelt messages of sympathy from his friends who will feel his loss greatly. To them he was the life and soul of their get-togethers, always telling those numerous
anecdotes with a comical flair, always generous but above all a good friend. On their last luncheon Peter gave each of them a diary and pen for the new year, they will not be needed for them to remember him. Sadly so many of his friends and colleagues who would wish to be here with us today have not been able to attend for various reasons, many due to age limitations, but there will be many gatherings where those people will be raising a glass and sharing a 'wee dram' in his memory.

Peter, thank you for all your many kindnesses and your sense of fun, your love and your generosity. We will all miss you so very much and hope that the sun is always over the yardarm for you!

Bless you Peter, and Margaret, now together again.

Reflection. Music: Claire De Lune -Debussy

Through your memories you will always have a connection with Peter. There is a future and death ends a life, but nothing will ever take away your memories. You may now like to spend a few moments with your own private memories of times shared with Peter whilst we listen to this next piece of music, Claire De Lune by Debussy – which was Peter’s favourite piece of classical music

Words of Gratitude and Remembrance

Before the committal, we will now express some words of gratitude and remembrance for Peter.

Peter, the flowers placed here for you today remind us of everything you brought to our lives. Each petal represents a life you touched, a kind word you spoke or a difference you made in the world. The leaves and stems symbolise the warmth and nourishment you gave to us and the ways in which you helped us grow. The gentle fragrance of each flower reminds us of the memories you made for each of us. We remember you with love and gratitude, and thoughts of you will continue to blossom within our hearts for the remainder of our days. May you rest in eternal peace and unity with your Margaret.

Committal : ‘Watermark’ -Enya Curtains to remain open

Please stand. Now we come to that sad time when we must say a final goodbye to Peter.

Place hand on coffin

Peter, your friends and family thank you for everything you brought into their lives. Those who knew and loved you will always honour your memory with love and gratitude.

You remain in their heart and in their minds, carried with them
as they move forward with their lives.
Everything you have done is still done.
Everyone you love is still loved.
Everything learnt from you is still learnt.
You now pass from this world for which you did so much.
When your loved ones walk this earth, they walk it with you.
You leave them with the strength and pride to do what is good and right.
Your memory continues to guide them as you did when you were at their side.
For this they thank you for everything you were and everything you gave.

We now commit the body of Peter George Baines to its natural end as we say farewell to a caring and devoted man who gave so much to so many. Long may you remember Peter’s loving ways. Recall all those aspects of his life which you loved, honoured and respected. By bestowing those same gifts on others, you will keep his memory and spirit alive. With love,leave him in peace, with respect, bid him farewell.

Love is not changed by death and nothing is lost.And all in the end is harvest.

Poem: Time Passes by Peter George Baines

The next poem, Time Passes was found among Peter’s things,and would appear to be his own composition, so it seems fittingthat we should hear it read today.

Where has all the time gone? The time we used to know
When we were young and growing up it seemed to go so slow.
But many years have come and gone since those far off days
We’ve played, we’ve worked, we’ve enjoyed ourselves in so many ways.
But now our time is running out. We’ve reached four score and ten.
It would be nice in looking back, to start it all again.
But the clock that ran so slowly in the long, long days all past
Has got its ruddy foot down, and time ticks away too fast.

Closing Words

It is a matter for rejoicing that Peter’s memory lives on through his family and friends. His influence can be seen in theconsequences of his life’s work, which will endure. Peter will be
remembered as a presence whose life truly made a difference to the world. That knowledge will bring you comfort.

Let us not despise death, but be well content with it, since it is one of the things that nature wills -being young, experiencing life and reaching maturity, witnessing the seasons of the world
and the seasons of the heart, so also is the end to life.

In times of darkness, love sees…
In time of silence, love hears…
In times of doubt, love hopes…
In times of sorrow, love heals…
And in all times, love remembers.
May time soften the pain
Until all that remains
Is the warmth of the memories
And the love.

Think about the hopes that Peter would have had for you today.
Where you feel sorrow, Peter would prefer you to smile. But know that he would forgive the grief and the sorrow, becausehe would understand that you are remembering his life, which has touched you in so many ways.

Leave here today with memories of Peter in your hearts andminds. May these memories always bring you comfort and mayPeter rest forevermore in love, light and peace.

Exit. Music: Scotland The Brave – Celtic Pipes

Additional information
Funeral Director: Daniel Robinson, Braintree
Curtains to remain open
Refreshments at Hare and Hounds, High Garrett
Donations to Chest, Heart and Stroke, Scotland