Peace Campaign

REMEMBER THIS: KILLING A FELLOW HUMAN BEING IS MURDER - EVEN IN A WAR SITUATION

NIKKI'S PRAYER FOR PEACE

I give my support whole heartedly to the One and Only Prince that exists, - the Prince of Love Light Truth and Peace, whom from the heavens spreads his love, light and peace to this world, which so desperately needs it! 

May we all work together and be as one, as John Lennon so rightly put it. 

May love light and peace be in everyone’s hearts……

Nikki Perry

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 UNLESS WE, AS INDIVIDUALS LEARN TO GET ALONG TOGETHER WITHOUT FIGHTING IN THE NAME OF GREED, PRIDE, POSSESSION AND NATIONAL PRIDE, WE WILL NEVER PUT AN END TO WAR, BECAUSE INDIVIDUAL ANGER MANIFESTS ITSELF INTO NATIONAL, AND EVENTUALLY, INTERNATIONAL WARFARE...

PETE: I was brought into this world at the beginning of World War ll, - so I know what I am talking about.

Sitting in the Anderson shelter with my mum and two sisters listening to the dogfights overhead and the bombs dropping around us, even as a five-to-six-year-old, I wondered why people had to be so aggressive to each other. Almost every day, the headmaster, at morning assembly, would read out the names of school friends that had been killed the night before in air raids.

At the age of 17, one of my closest friends, JONNY HARTNELL, (pictured left) a promising ballet dancer, was killed in a car accident on his way to the opening of a ballet school in Leytonstone, East London, which he was to have been co-opening with fellow schoolfriend Doreen Wells, who went on to become Prima ballerina for The Royal Ballet, and subsequently The Marchioness of Londonderry.

At the age of 24, my close friend and Filmart Studios colleague DEREK SOALL (see picture right) died whilst being operated upon for a strangulated hernia.

THESE ARE MEMORIES THAT WILL LIVE WITH ME FOREVER, and since then, I have tried to avoid allowing arguments to get out of control.

Whatever the rights or wrongs in the eyes of the individual, I have tried to tuck my pride in my pocket and keep a positive attitude towards those that I have disagreed with, however badly they may have seemed to treat me or the ones who are dear to me.

Way back in the early Sixties, my father (see picture left with my mother) fell out with me on what I regarded as a minor difference of opinion. He wouldn't even talk to me when I visited my mother, - however much I tried, - he would simply walk away as if I was not there.

In 1963, I got a message via a workmate of his, telling me that dad had suffered a massive heart attack, and was in hospital. Immediately, I went to his side at the hospital bed, where my mother was sitting with him.

Before I went, I kissed him on the forehead and said 'Goodbye Dad. I love you'.

THAT NIGHT HE DIED.

Four years later, in 1967, my wife Dorothy (pictured right) died of a subarachnoid haemmorrhage, and, although I was devastated, I was happy that we parted whilst we were both so very much in love.

Can you imagine how I had felt if we'd had an argument before she was taken from me so tragically?

In 1988, my old friend and colleague JON RIDLEY suddenly became posessed with drink and drugs whilst we were seeing in the New Year of 1989 together. Without warning, he suddenly attacked me, trying to strangle me.

Many people told me I should never have anything more to do with him, but, after getting a letter from him, posted through our door by his then-wife Jill, I went round to his house to find him crying over what he had done.

'Can you ever forgive me Pete?' He pleaded.

'Jon', I told him, 'There's nothing I could do to you as punishment that you are not already doing to yourself...'

We remained friends until he died earlier this year.

SO WHATEVER YOU DO, WE PLEAD WITH YOU ALL TO SETTLE ANY PETTY LITTLE QUARRELS YOU MAY HAVE GOING ON WITH THOSE CLOSE TO YOU, - BECAUSE YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE UP FOR IT AFTER EITHER OF YOU ARE DEAD!

REMEMBER, PEACE IS NOT ONLY FOR CHRISTMAS - IT IS FOREVER.

LOVE & PEACE

NIKKI & PETE

XXX

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PETE & NIKKI'S white poppy campaign in the local newspaper

Pete's preference for the white poppy of peace over the usual red one was given credence in the Stevenage & District COMET newspaper...

... and there was support the following week, including one from an ex-United Nations worker...

Well, what a good idea? Does anyone agree with this idea?
PETE & NIKKI XXX

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