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Mansfield Male Voice Choir

Mansfield and District Male Voice Choir

The Mansfield and District Male Voice Choir 
got our week of activities in May 2012 off to a flying start with their performances at the Welcome Party. Two standing ovations were testament indeed to how much everyone appreciated the quality of the choir.Having been involved in the first welcome party back in May 2000 it was fitting that the choir once again started the 2012 visit too.Superlatives were being spoken of in every conversation overheard at the end of the choirs performance and the encore was sensational. Although hardly anyone present  understood a word of the Welsh lyrics, there was no doubt as to its effect on everyone present. It was sung with real passion and emotion and certainly justified the comment “the Mansfield & District Male Voice Choir – the best Welsh choir outside of Wales”

In Harmony is the title of the choirs latest CD which is now available at £7 plus P&P.The Sister City Association has a PayPal account that allows anyone to purchase the CD using a credit or debit card, or in fact a PayPal account.Postage in the UK is £1 and to the USA £3If you wish to purchase this CD email mansfield@sistercities.co.uk
Enjoy their Singing> Mansfield & District male Voice choir sings Chattanooga Choo Choor at the Mansfield Salvation Army Citadel, Victoria street, Mansfield, Nottinghamshire      click here
> This is the Mansfield Male Voice Choir at the 18th Annual Festival of Remembrance 2011, conducted by Meryl Chambers and the accompanist was Margaret Ball click here
> Mansfield Male Voice Choir sings Rhythm of Life click here
WebsiteMansfield and District Male Voice Choir Website click here 

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Hyde-Barker Travel – The Beginnings

My father, Denzil Hyde-Barker, was the founder of the travel business that bore his name, and traveled to the States in 1951. I was only 12 years old at the time. He had returned from India at the end of the war in 1945 after serving as a Major in the British Indian Army, and just before the start of Indian Independence. After a short time in the Ministry of Transport in Nottingham he decided to set up his own business in Mansfield. I am often asked why he chose the heart of the Nottinghamshire Coal Fields. Let me tell you why.

My parents went to Thomas Cooks in Nottingham, the only travel agent in the county, to purchase tickets to visit my aunt in Ireland. In front of them in the queue was a young miner, still in his work-clothes, and covered in coal-dust. The clerk behind the desk deliberately ignored the miner and began to serve my parents, but my father insisted in a loud voice that the young man, who had been ahead of him, must be served first. Reluctantly the travel clerk complied, and my father stayed to make sure the boy was treated correctly.

It transpired that the young miner had received a telegram at the mine telling him that his mother was dying. He had come directly from the pit to buy a ticket to get him home to his family in Belfast. The ticket was duly issued and the young miner covered his grimy hand with his own clean handkerchief and shook my parents by the hand, with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

Moved by the shameful way this working man had been treated by a middle-class booking clerk, my father vowed, that very day, to open a travel office in Mansfield where working men could be given equal treatment with the middle- and upper-classes when they came to him for advice. His ethic of service was always maintained in our family business.

True to his pledge he opened his first travel shop in 1948, and immediately started traveling to get publicity for his business and because he loved traveling! By 1951 he was visiting the USA as he believed that Mansfield and the surrounding areas had a great deal to offer – Robin Hood and his Merry Men, Sherwood Forest, the Sheriff and the Castle of Nottingham, the Stately Homes of the Dukeries, Lord Byron and Newstead Abbey, the Pilgrim Fathers – and much more. North Nottinghamshire had a rich local history, and he wanted to bring American visitors to our area so that the locals might benefit from incoming Tourism.

His visit to North America was the start of visits to many Mansfields in North America, starting with Rotary Clubs of Mansfield Massachusetts and Mansfield Ohio, followed by those in Canada and subsequently the Mansfields of Australia.

He was also instrumental in founding the Annual “Miss Mansfield” Competition – where the First Prize was a trip to Mansfield Massachusetts! My parents escorted the first young prize-winner to America where she was hosted by a Rotary Family.

My father would have been thrilled to see so many people visiting Mansfield last Tuesday evening. He would have also been delighted to know that the excellent relationships and ties forged in the Fifties between the peoples of the Mansfields in the Old and New World are still as strong as ever.

Michael Hyde-Barker

Mansfield’s Twin Towns

Mansfield’s official relationships with its twinned towns or “sister cities” are recognised in the centre of our town with this dedicated finger sign that shows the directions and distances to each of Mansfield’s official twinned towns.
Each “finger” sign has been correctly pointed in the direction of each town using the latest GPS technology.

Camp Mansfield, Blomstrand Island, Nye Alesund,

Kongsfjord, Spitsbergen, Svalbard, Norway

Old wooden trapper’s hut and wheelbarrow, Camp Mansfield, Blomstrandhalvoya,
A house or the oldest name of Camp Morton prospecting camp of the Northern Exploration Co., Ltd., London, on the northern side of Van Mienfjorden, Nordenskold.

It was named after Ernest Richard Mansfield, 1862-1924, mining engineer and explorer, who played a conspicuous part in the mining history of Spitsbergen. He visited Spitsbergen in 1905, 1906 and 1907, and wintered at Camp Bell 1908-09. In 1911 he was instrumental in forming The Northern Exploration Company, Ltd., London. He visited Spitsbergen repeatedly for this company and made extensive claims for it. In 1932 the properties of the company were purchased by the Norwegian government.

“Mansfield”

It’s a case I guess of paradise lost
Ten years back on the hands of the clock
In that little house on Mansfield
On your old block
Sometimes the magic of the past is all we’ve got

Just you and me at a crossroads then
Ain’t it funny how we were old friends
Accidentally thrown together
Did we intend
To be the romantic novel you never want to end

And it’s the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
You said, ‘Funny but it feels like I’ve known you all my life
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight’

In between the Star of David and the California moon
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
We were crazy, wild and running
Blind to the change to come
In that little house on Mansfield
We’d wake at the break of dawn
In an Indian summer gone

In the candlelight I can recall
Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall
Like a wild pony dancing
Along the wall
Off balance I found love the only place to fall

“Mansfield” is track #4 on the album Songs From The West Coast. It was written by Elton John and Bernie Taupin

It’s a case I guess of paradise lost
Ten years back on the hands of the clock
In that little house on Mansfield on your old block
Sometimes the magic of the past is all we’ve got

Just you and me at a crossroads then
Ain’t it funny how we were old friends
Accidentally thrown together
Did we intend to be the romantic novel you never want to end?

And it’s the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
You said, “Funny but it feels like I’ve known you all my life
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight”

In between the Star of David and the California moon
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
We were crazy, wild and running, blind to the change to come
In that little house on Mansfield we’d wake at the break of dawn
In an Indian summer gone

In the candlelight I can recall
Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall
Like a wild pony dancing along the wall
Off balance I found love the only place to fall

And it’s the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
You said, “Funny but it feels like I’ve known you all my life
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight”

In between the Star of David and the California moon
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
We were crazy, wild and running, blind to the change to come
In that little house on Mansfield we’d wake at the break of dawn
In an Indian summer gone

Wake at the break of dawn
In an Indian summer gone
Wake at the break of dawn
In an Indian summer gone

At the break of dawn
At the break of dawn
At the break of dawn