Richard Pooley © Lis Allen

Richard Pooley died on 30 April 2022, aged 83 years.

I got to know Richard while attending Bath Natural History Society indoor and outdoor meetings. My father and I sat next to him in the old Bath Technical College theatre and fell into conversation. Richard was very generous in sharing his knowledge with any person who, like him, had a deep interest in wildlife. He acted as a field trip leader on many occasions and showed his wildlife slides at the then annual Members’ Evening. With his wife Liz and three children, he lived in Meadow Park, above Batheaston, overlooking, in the distance, Brown’s Folly. Richard chaired The Somerset Trust for Nature Conservation from the time the Trust purchased the site and he later chaired the local group of Avon Wildlife Trust, acting as the main Warden for the reserve, taking part in many years of site management. Beyond attending Bath Nats meetings and events, I became part of a group of, primarily, birders, exploring various nature reserves, often in Dorset and Wiltshire, sometimes on a “twitch” which Richard invariably organised.

In the 1980s Richard’s work meant a move to Devon, and then to Portugal for a number of years before he returned to England and with Liz, set up home in Rudloe, near Corsham. Not unsurprisingly, Richard again became involved in the management of AWT Brown’s Folly, re-joined the Society in 2000 and became reacquainted with his Bath Nats fellow naturalists and members of the Bath and District RSPB Group which he also re-joined. Richard was honoured to be invited to become President at a time when the Society celebrated its 60th anniversary in 2002. During his Presidency, the Society established a website and Skills Improvement Groups were set up, in addition to the normal field programme, for the further study of fauna and flora including moths and moth trapping, which Richard, now an active member of Butterfly Conservation Wiltshire Branch, presided over for many years. Richard became very skilled at moth identification, including micro moths, trapping regularly at home and taking his trap to other locations in the Bath area, including Elm Farm. He also acted as Nats Moth Recorder, submitting his records including some significant species as well as verifying records submitted by other Society members.

Richard served three years as President, then acted as a Vice President and also for a time as Newsletter Editor. He regularly submitted records of birds, butterflies, dragonflies and plants he found the Bath Nats recording area and gave illustrated talks to the Society and other local organisations.

Our past magazines, most recently covering his last 22 years, are a testament to how much Richard actively supported the Society and his enjoyment of the natural world, both at home and abroad, and in very generously sharing his enthusiasm and knowledge with others. This he did until only some four months before he died, attending the moth group annual gathering in Compton Dando in February 2022, showing us photographs of moths and “mothers”.

Lucy Starling
President January 2008-January 2012

We are sad to learn that Professor Donovan died on 23rd December 2019 after a short illness. Members of the Society will know him as one of our Honorary Members. In fact he was one of the Founder Members of our Society in 1941 as an undergraduate studying Geology at the University of Bristol. He had a distinguished career as an academic geologist, first as a lecturer at the University of Bristol, then in 1962 Professor of Geology at the University of Hull, after which he became the Yates Goldsmid Professor of Geology at University College London from 1966 to 1982. After that he returned to the West Country and became Hon. Curator of the Wells Museum from 1982-85 and has lived in Wells since then. His main speciality has been in the field of palaeontology, particularly Jurassic cephalopods, a subject in which he made a massive contribution to our knowledge and understanding.

As one of his former students, I was pleased to receive a letter from him last year in which he congratulated the Bath Nats on our activities saying, “it seems to flourish and the annual magazine is excellent”. It was a nice tribute from a founder member after eighty years! He told me he was, “still doing some geology and had a couple of papers in preparation!”

The Society is greatly indebted to Professor Donovan for his foresight as one of our founder members.

David Goode

Our dear friend Alan Barrett died in February 2020 aged 82. Alan and Gillian joined the Society in about 1991 shortly after moving to Bath from Great Bookham in Surrey. Alan brought with him a considerable knowledge of birds, and a developing interest in insects. Gillian tells me that Jean Matthews, who was then Dragonfly Recorder, took him under her wing and he became very interested in dragonflies. Eventually he took over from Jean as Dragonfly Recorder for the Society. He gave several talks to the Bath Nats and led trips to help people identify dragonflies. One of Alan’s favourite places locally was the ox-bow wetland at Bathampton Meadows. He became the warden of the nature reserve run by the Avon Wildlife Trust and often took members of the Skills Improvement Group there.

Alan also became interested in Grasshoppers and Crickets and became the Recorder for these too. He went with Gillian on a residential course on Grasshoppers and Crickets at Kingcombe Field Study Centre in Dorset which stimulated his interest even further. All the records from the ‘SIGs’ were sent to BRERC in Bristol.

Over the years Alan has been central to the development of the Society. Whilst on Council he played an important part in writing the Constitution when we were about to become registered as a charity. All this was done in parallel with his other great interest which was birds. He has given enormous support to the Local Group of the RSPB in Bath over many years. In 1998 he became Indoor Meeting Secretary and in 2003 became Group Leader, a position that he held for ten years. Alan kept abreast of the changing fortunes of birds in Widcombe, and particularly in their own garden where Alan and Gillian have recorded nearly fifty species.

I shall always remember him as a great enthusiast, who was always willing to spend time explaining the detailed characters of a particular bush cricket or long-winged conehead. He had a great knack using a bat detector for identifying stridulating insects. But above all it was his welcoming friendliness that I shall miss.

David Goode

Tom Cairns 1949-2017

Ole Thomas Cairns was born on 8th June 1949 in Germany to his Norwegian mother and Northern Ireland-born father.

The family moved to Northern Ireland, then to Norfolk and later to Lower Swainswick, near Bath. It was in the local primary here that he gained his passionate love of nature and the countryside which stayed with him so strongly all his life.

After school he took a BSc Course at Bath, and became involved in conservation whilst working for the Bath Preservation Trust, saving a row of Georgian workers’ cottages from demolition by the less than enthusiastic City Council.

Return visits to Norway furthered his love of nature and he would go for solo walks out into the wild.

He took one of the first Master’s degrees in conservation and commuted from his house in Widcombe to Westminster where he advised the Government on the Wildlife and Countryside Act, a major piece of legislation. Other positions included project managing the Albert Dock in Liverpool whilst working for the Civic Trust.

Moving to Devizes he took up a post with Wiltshire Wildlife Trust, an organisation with which he became involved to the end, and where he made so many good friends.

He also worked for the Grazing Advisory Partnership based in Brinkworth, Wiltshire, organising a body including the Ministry of Defence, National Trust and Rare Breeds Survival Trust, the aim of which being the use of cattle native to the specific areas involved, to maintain the fragile ecosystem which was at risk from invasive or over-dominant species such as bracken. This is now standard practice.

In 2012, having taken up a new job in Lincolnshire, managing schemes to maintain salt marshes using native breeds, he collapsed at work and was rushed to hospital. Tests revealed that he had suffered a heart attack having contracted a disease of the heart muscle. The condition was so serious that he had to retire from work and return to his beloved Devizes. He fully recovered and made a point of enjoying life to the full.

In 2015, he was seriously injured in a road traffic accident and taken to Southmead Hospital, Bristol, where it was feared he would lose his leg. In a major operation the leg was saved.

Whilst recovering he suffered a severe flu-like illness; polymyalgia was diagnosed. Some months later tests showed that he had cancer, the illness from which he finally succumbed.

All the while Tom maintained his social life and was a great inspiration to friends and colleagues, who will continue to have happy memories of Tom.

Here are three such memories.

From Dave Green

In February 1978, Tom invited my heavily pregnant wife Ali and me to have a curry at his third-floor flat in Lansdown, Bath. We had known Tom by this time a couple years, and I knew he had photographed many flower species. Tom intended, after a leisurely meal, to show us slides of some of his flower pictures. However, as we ate, Ali was getting contractions, but didn’t say anything at the time, or when Tom and I got engrossed in the slideshow. Eventually she mentioned that contractions were coming at three-minute intervals, and perhaps we ought to go off to the hospital. This created a dilemma for Tom and me, because we were just getting to the slides of the frog orchid, which at that time I had never seen. Ali was insistent that we HAD to go, so Tom helpfully rattled through the slides at speed so that I could get a view of the plant before helping Ali shuffle down six flights of stairs. All went well and the following day the first visitor to the side of Ali’s bed was Tom with a bunch of flowers.

I have below included a photo that Tom took of the Ghost Orchid in 1978/9, one of the last times it was seen in Britain, my memory is of waiting by the car with Rob Randall until Tom ran out of film taking pictures whilst laid prone on the floor of Beech woodland, “somewhere in Southern England.

From Paul Derby

Tom had more jobs at the Wiltshire Wildlife Trust than anyone else that I can remember, often re-inventing himself to fit the job – another of Tom’s skills. He therefore had more ‘leaving dos’ than anyone else, with gifts of a new pullover on each occasion, as I recall, he was famous for his knitwear!

Tom’s wide knowledge of natural history was astounding. We would often be talking on a particular subject, when Tom would go off at a tangent about some related detail which I knew nothing about. It was always interesting and often humorous.

Tom had a vast collection of classic films on VHS, ‘I filled a room with those’ being a typical comment. He also had a complete (as far as I know) collection of first editions of the New Naturalists books. It was obvious that these gave him pleasure.

He was celebrated for his karaoke performances at parties (any excuse for a party was good enough for Tom, he knew how to enjoy himself!) His musical tastes were indeed wide and varied; many of the CDs I copied for him would be summarised by him as ‘really great, never heard them before’.

His sense of humour and fun go without saying. He often blamed me for influencing his sense of humour. He’d laugh at terrible jokes and make you feel a better person!

There are rumours of Tom’s love of cider… I never saw this, as whenever I had a drink (or two) with him, it was beer – real ale, of course. When we both lived in Devizes, we would regularly meet up in The Southgate, sit in the corner like two old codgers (which we were), and talk about anything and everything and put the world to rights. Tom always seemed to have his umbrella, whatever the weather!

From Rob Randall.

Tom had been a good friend since the 1970s. The exact date eludes me, but the occasion is cemented hard in my memory. I was out botanising in private quarry ground behind Brown’s Folly, probably looking for orchids: this was before it became a nature reserve.

I burst out of the bushes only to see a young man on hands and knees busy photographing a plant. He was also trespassing of course, so to save any embarrassment on his or my part I decided to go up and have a chat. I forget what he was looking at but I am sure the photographs were excellent. I think it was Tom who suggested I join Bath Nats.

Tom, Dave Green and I occasionally went on trips to see rare plants and I remember going to look for the Red Helleborine in a secret location on the Cotswolds. Although it was on a public right of way there was usually someone not far away guarding it. We all took our photos in time before the guard appeared and I am sure Tom’s were great but when I got home I discovered my film was stuck in the camera and I ripped it trying to extract it. Divine retribution perhaps.

Tom studied statistics while at university and I remember in those days Bath Chronicle had a quiz of some sort. Tom worked out how many entries he had to make to win and submitted them all whenever the quiz was published. After winning two times in a row, they thought perhaps he ought not to enter the competition again. Sounds a bit like what Bath council gets told if they win Britain in Bloom too many times.

We were regularly in touch from that point on and often went exploring (and sometimes trespassing) together until Tom took his job with the Civic Trust. I visited him a few times while he was based in London and occasionally after he moved to Devizes, especially while he was General Secretary for Bath Nats, but I missed those trips out to look for and photograph rarities.

Jane Fletcher in the mid 1980s

Jane grew up on the edge of the North Yorkshire Moors where she developed a great love of nature. After training and working in Social Services for some years, she took a break and worked her way round the world, including South America, Nepal and Africa, taking various jobs as she went, including teaching English. She resumed her Social Service work on her return until her retirement but continued travelling to remote spots, such as Mongolia and the Middle East, on plant hunting holidays as well as visiting the many friends she had made, scattered across the continents.

Moving to Bath on retirement, Jane became loyal to several wildlife and musical societies as well as volunteering in museums and at Bath’s Botanical Gardens. Living alone, the Bath Natural History Society, the Hardy Plant Society and others were important to her. She often talked about the bird walks she’d had, mentioning her admiration for the birding fraternity, who knew and shared their knowledge while also being disciplined about keeping silent when birds were being watched!

Jane, a generous benefactor to BNHS, was always interested in others and was a good conversationalist, with a gentle sense of humour.