In memory of Joan Patricia Schwitzer

I went yesterday to give the oration at the planting of a Wild Cherry Tree in memory of Joan Schwitzer who was a historian and Founder Member of the Hornsey Historical Society and of the Friends of Hornsey Church Tower.

I had met Mat Schwitzer only recently when my office told me that I had to go to his house for a ‘chat’. All I can say is that we had a very pleasant half an hour philosophical discussion over a whole range of issues – and that whilst Mr Schwitzer may be old – he is very, very charming and persuasive. Hence I found myself in St Mary Churchyard giving the oration!

And I was really delighted and honoured to be able to do so – as Joan was an exceptional women who was part of the Big Society long before David Cameron was born. I paste below the oration – albeit that in speaking it was not precisely as written.

Joan’s family were all there – and with a loving husband of 62 years, Mat, four children, six grandchildren and aunts, uncles and cousins – their presence and the planting of a tree in her memory was a very fitting and very fine tribute to an outstanding woman and member of our local community.


– a Cherry tree has to be the loveliest way to commemorate her

– Very honoured to be here today and to speak and remember the life and wonderful influence of Joan

– I met Mat only recently when he invited me to his house – for a chat

– Of course Mat is a complete charmer – as you can see by my being here today, and as I sat in his front room which was Joan’s front room and the family house for decades it was clear to me that here had lived, not only a happy family and a couple whose relationship had been longlasting – but a woman who acted on her convictions that what you do and how you are in life matters

– Joan was an active member of the liberal party – and campaigned during most of the local and national elections in the 60s and 70s

– She continued to the end of her life to be interested and concerned and active on issues important to her. She and I were in communication over Trident in the year before she died. It’s not a huge success – but since then although we have not managed to scrap Trident the decision to renew is at least kicked back for five years.

– Joan and Mat’s grandson Edward did work experience in my office in the summer of 2008 – and earlier this year I was judging a debateing competition and one of the competitors came up to me in a break and said he had done work experience for me – it was of course – Edward.

– Who went on to win the London national and international conpetitions and presented with silver mace by ironically Charles Kennedy after the final in Glasgow .

– And today I meet Joan’s children for the first time – and to you and to Mat I say your mother was an extraordinary woman – I didn’t know her – but it is clear from speaking to people about coming here to day that she was much loved by this community as well as you her family

– Only this week, I went to give the prize to the winner of my xmas card competition where local primary school children paint a card and one becomes my Christmas card.

– And I met the winner, amazing name, Zoom Rockerman and his parents – and his mother is helping at the Hornsey Historical Society and I mentioned that I was doing this today – and she just went into a tribute to Joan – to her work for the society – to her as a person

– The love, respect and warmth for Joan is the real tribute to her life – a life well lived. Clearly an exceptional woman – with an independent mind. She was the embodiment of what the world needs now – a parent who loves their family, bring them up with encouragement to be who they want to be – but have that outward looking perspective too – that what goes on in the world matters and that it is all of our responsibility to make the world work and to make the world a better place.

– She taught at St Michael’s school, helping with special needs children – and I grew up next door to St Michaels in a block of flats called Highpoint. And whilst today they are regarded as quite posh – historically speaking – they were developed as worker flats for the Gestetner company staff. Designed by Lubetkin and if you ever go around the back identical to the penguin pool at London Zoo – designed by the same famous modernist architect. I wish Joan had written a history of that block too.

– She was of course, passionate about local history and indeed wrote a history of st Michaels School itself.

– And then of course – there is the Hornsey Historical Society – that I referred to before. In its founding she planted an acorn – and needless to say – that is today a sturdy oak tree.

– The British Association for Local History presented Joan with an award for personal achievement.

– I can only really read out what the Society itself said of Joan

We all gained immensely from her change of direction to local history. Joan Schwitzer served as chairman from 1974 to 1985 during which time she used her abilities, enthusiasm and energy to make the society an active force in the borough and in local history circles. As one of her referees has written, Joan had the vision to see that in order for the Society to play a significant role it needed to have both a regular publication and its own premises. Another comment labels the latter as ‘her greatest achievement’. In the face of considerable opposition, she used her negotiating skills and her diplomacy to seize the opportunity to lease (at a peppercorn rent) from the local council a small redundant nineteenth century school building, then serving as a bus shelter. After organising and encouraging other members to fund-raise and volunteer in other ways, the Old Schoolhouse in Tottenham Lane has become a centre for the Society, for housing exhibitions, archives, publications storage, a shop, local history evening classes and oral history sessions.

I could go on as there is a mountain of praise for Joan from many quarters. But I want to look at her life from my perspective for a moment – I am Minister for Equalities – and Joan’s life is a truly inspiring message for women today. It was a different era – but she was clearly an environmentalist – composting long before most people even heard of the word and using a bicycle as her preferred mode of transport. She was passionate about world issues – nuclear energy and  nuclear weapons.

But it was, from what I have learned about Joan’s life, her commitment to community, to causes that was so deeply ingrained as part of her being that seems to have been a mission in her life.

Joan was a pioneer of the early days of oral histories and there is a sizeable bank of recorded interviews that are a resource for historians today – and are part of the archives collection at the Old Schoolhouse today.

In this current climate, where there will be hardship and loss, it is that sense of something beyond our own four walls to which we can contribute – something outside of our own situations – that perhaps is the positive that we can hang on to.

We in Haringey and Hornsey have always had community. There are many many good people who strive and work and volunteer to make life better for others around them – who fight for causes against the odds, who believe in a society where people are the most important asset on this earth – and buildings – of course!
Joan Schwitzer was clearly an outstanding member of our community who led by example, shared her enthusiasms and gave so much to us.
We are grateful for her life so well lived.

62 years together – Mat and Joan. I am not sure how one bears the loss of a beloved partner after that length of time together – but it is the price you pay for having a lifelong love – a price worth paying.

To Mat and to the children and grandchildren family and friends – whilst you must all miss Joan terribly – you can be very proud of the woman she was.


0 thoughts on “In memory of Joan Patricia Schwitzer

  1. Simply extraordinary.

    You have absolutely no shame, class or stop button.

    You are invited to give an oration for somebody you did not know because as you have so often told us you are a very important person.

    It would not even occur to you to have the modesty, dignity or grace to decline politely and to suggest that someone who knew and loved this woman should do it. Having failed to do that then not for you to keep it a private issue no not when you have a chance to big up the elitist tosh that is the big society concept on your blog.

    I could go on but frankly reading the insincere things you write about people so that you can self aggrandise is just too nauseating.

    I am now going to retire from commenting on your blog. It really don’t need me to point out what a disgrace you have become. People have proven well able to judge for themselves.

  2. It’s not an excellent idea for those of us who like to read something intelligent and coherent on the blog from time to time. But Adam is right – no-one has a good word to say about Lynne and with good reason.

    Anyway, here’s what to do if you want to speak to Lynne in person – look out for the heavy police presence. She held a surgery at Hornsey Library last Friday with three police officers stationed outside throughout and more earlier on in case of a student protest.

    A year ago Lynne was a popular local MP, now she looks haunted and unhappy and seemingly needs police protection.

    Happy with the way things have turned out Lynne? I almost felt sorry for you on Friday, skulking in that back room at the library, but then I remembered that you have done this to yourself.

  3. “no-one has a good word to say about Lynne”

    I do!

    Lynne is prepared to allow a lot of comments on her blog that others would take off or ban.

  4. P.S. It remains to be seen whether Lynne would be equally happy to allow negative comments about her colleagues, especially the esteemed Lord Lester of Herne Hill.

  5. I am equivocal about this, in the sense of respecting a decision by Joan’s family. In the late 1990s I gave the funeral oration for a distant relative who I had only met about twice in my whole life. The funeral was nearly 400 miles away. No other relative attended (the three of her closest relatives who I know were respectively in a care home near me, in self exile in Italy, and severely physically disabled), but from a distance I had helped disentangle that old lady from a terrible situation after her sister, with whom she had lived for a very long time, died. In times past the old lady would have been the simpleton in the family, today we would have labelled her autistic. Another lady who had first encountered my elderly relative when, as a student, she was a volunteer visitor to the lonely, had in the end, after I dealt with some legal problems, taken her in in a manner of speaking (been the local person responsible after my relative entered a nursing home). I saw it as my duty to be there at the funeral to talk about her life and her family. The people in the small local town wanted to know about this old person who had only arrived in the area when she was brought to the nursing home.
    Now to Joan – the local people knew her well. If the family wanted Lynne to deliver the oration, that was their decision and we must respect it and rejoice that we readers of Lynne’s blog now know about and can also celebrate a very productive life.

  6. It wasn’t a private affair – but a celebration of Joan’s life with lots of members of the Hornsey Historical Society, the Church Tower and the family themselves invited the press. I wouldn’t have dreamed of putting anything on the blog if I thought they didn’t want to pay public tribute as well as private. The Chair of Hornsey Church Tower asked for a copy of the speech so that they could put it on their website.

    As for the students – they were more than welcome to come and discuss the issue over funding Higher Education – which they did and we had a good discussion. I am always happy to talk to constituents at surgery if there is something they want to raise with me.

    The police were there because the central student union of the University of the Arts had apparently posted the time and address on the internet and invited all students to come and meet outside the library. The police were there to protect the library and the public.

  7. No, I was outside the library and didn’t need protecting. Why would I? I haven’t lied to them. The students hadn’t come to see me, they had come to see you – duh!

  8. I see dear Vince Cable is dithering over whether to go with his Tory pals or with those in his party who want to stick to their election pledge on student fees. There must be thousands of Lib Dem members who are trying to remember why they joined a party that doesn’t believe anything.

  9. Dear Lynne,

    Was it your belief or the police’s only that the students might smash-up the library and attack the public? Perhaps you should have more trust in young people – after all, pre-election these were the very same people whose votes you sought to win by making false promises; their lack of trust in you is justified unless, of course, you vote against the propsed tuition fee increases. And as the news coverage of Vince’s peculiar stance has made clear – to abstain from voting is as good as voting for. You pledged to vote against.