Marjory Rose Brogan : Cabin Crew
Sadly we learn that Marjory passed away on 24th September 2018, my sincere condolences to her family, friends and former colleagues.
Marjory joined in 1974 and flew for 4 years, a photo of Marjory on the right
Marjory joined in 1974 and flew for 4 years, a photo of Marjory on the right
Marjory Remembered
From Dee Richards
I flew with Majory many times. Loved her humour and sense of fun, great times down route. She was a real professional and great to work with. I saw her last at one of the reunions, when I was with my best man, Vincent McGread, she was with your father, who clearly thought the world of her. We were remembering lots of times...Vince has also passed, but the memories always stay with you.
If I mention the word rock you would think I was talking about Ken, Louise and Paula being her rocks. That accepted, she also loved those very hard shiny rocks better known as diamonds and yes, after her family and friends they were this girl’s best friend. Marjory Rose Jacobson lived for her family and friends and her faith - we will all miss her
From Dee Richards
I flew with Majory many times. Loved her humour and sense of fun, great times down route. She was a real professional and great to work with. I saw her last at one of the reunions, when I was with my best man, Vincent McGread, she was with your father, who clearly thought the world of her. We were remembering lots of times...Vince has also passed, but the memories always stay with you.
If I mention the word rock you would think I was talking about Ken, Louise and Paula being her rocks. That accepted, she also loved those very hard shiny rocks better known as diamonds and yes, after her family and friends they were this girl’s best friend. Marjory Rose Jacobson lived for her family and friends and her faith - we will all miss her
From Clive Harte-lovelace
I want you to cast your minds back to 1974, if you are old enough to. I was a redcap flight dispatcher for British Caledonian and I was living in rented accommodation in Gossops Green, Sussex about 5 miles from Gatwick airport. I was house sharing with a couple of hosties (air stewardesses for those of a non airline disposition) One of them left, so my landlord Norman Speary ( Bcal flight steward) called me and told me to expect a new house mate. Next day the doorbell rang and I answered the door to be greeted by a Miss Marjory Rose Brogan. A handshake was not good enough for her oh no, so she planted a kiss on my cheek which left a bright red lipstick mark. This was to become Marji’s signature move throughout her BCal years.
Every time a redcap was involved with one of Marji’s flights he would return to the office with her lipstick trade mark. She was also a booze smuggler. She used to hide ½ bottles of gin and scotch in her underwear to get past customs, so at home we always had something to drink. The same thing happened with duty free ciggies.
I had better clear something up, according to a certain person, he and I were the only two people in the world to call her Marji, to everybody else she was Marjory or Marjory Rose. Move on a couple of months and I was introduced to a certain Mr. Kenneth Jacobson, Marji’s new boyfriend. She told me later that she had picked Ken up at a local airline party. They had apparently come across each other the previous month at the Six Bells pub (a pub frequented by airline types) but she had completely dissed him at the time, and he wanted to get his own back on Marji. So when they came across each other at the party, she said I want to go home with the guy who owns that fabulous Daimler outside.
We struck up our friendship there and then. Somehow I knew that Ken and Marji would become an item straight away and in fact he proposed just 1 week later. Marji of course accepted, and the rest is history.
Marji was all woman but also, she was one of the boys. She could hold her own with any fella in drinking contests and playing silly drinking games like bunnies which is an old Bcal game and dropping coins into a jar via your clenched rear cheeks. I think that is what endeared her to both males and females. She treated us all the same.
Marji and Ken were married in 1976 in Horley and I was the taxi driver, wearing my Bcal redcap of course. Unfortunately Ken’s car, an old Mercedes, was running very poorly so we spent the morning of the marriage day fixing it. We managed to get it running properly and I got him to the church on time. Marji, as is her perogative was late! 23 years later Ken returned the Marji helped me organise my wedding no wait a minute she didn’t just help me, she organised the whole thing and told me what to do. I remember helping them move in to their 1st flat in Crawley about the same time as I bought my 1st house. They then started a nation wide house moving exercise for the next 40 years to places like Horley, Bournemouth, Wokingham, twice, then Worthing, West Sussex, Hertfordshire, and finally they moved up north to Cheshire.
Every house had Marji’s stamp on it. She was a great designer and had her own inscrutable ideas which always worked.
A quick story to sum up Marji, she used to say she always got butterflies in her stomach whenever she saw Ken. 30 years ago I had more than butterflies in my stomach, I won’t go into too many details but I lost 5 stone in weight over a matter of a couple of months and Marji insisted I go and stay with her and Ken. She nursed me back to health and put me back on the straight and narrow. She insisted on only one thing, I was allocated my own personal toilet and I was not allowed to use any of the others because at that time I did not know what was wrong with me and my rear end.
Talking of eating, which I wasn’t, Marji made the best banoffee pie ever. Could I have a show of hands who has eaten Margi’s Bannoffee pie.
If I mention the word rock you would think I was talking about Ken, Louise and Paula being her rocks. That accepted, she also loved those very hard shiny rocks better known as diamonds and yes, after her family and friends they were this girl’s best friend.
Marjory Rose Jacobson lived for her family and friends and her faith - we will all miss her.
From Valerie Ann - Lovely lady and wonderful memories. Thank you Clive for the history……so well told
From Margaret Mattocks - She was a very special lady! I flew with her often
From Sandra Godfrey - Beautiful words.
From Trevor Warburton - Lovely lady, great memories from Clive
From Jan Spratt
Lovely lady. We were actually on the same original BCAL course. Over 50 years ago. A force of nature. Last time I saw her was at a BCal reunion. Can’t believe it’s seven years ago. Majory lived her life to the full and she was extremely popular and loved at BCal
If you would like to leave a message in remembrance please drop me a line anytime at BCalatribute@outlook.com
Condolences were extended by:
Dave Thaxter, Karen Strawson, Cos Watt, Debbie Dean, Maureen Booth, Christine Jegu, Phil Holt, Jennifer Grail, Howard Meredith, David John Mercer, Michael Clifford, Roger Humphrey, Susie Caldwell, Brian Wassell, Sylvia Murphy, Alayne Elizabeth, Laurie Evans, Trevor Fisher, Kathryn Evans Clifton, Alina Rennie, George Dick, Keith Hayward, Erika Browning, Gillian Goodchild-Dyer, Anita Harris, Roger Moore, John Bailey, Doug Ledingham, John Mason-White, David R Holder, Susan Buckley, Rachael Sadler, Elaine Brown, Trevor Warburton, Roger Warren, Sandra Currie, Keith Haynes, Joanna Dyckes, Paul Marshall, Dorothy Flower, John Gould, Juergen Schwarz, Julie Hourigan, Jacqui Byrne, Clive Harte-lovelace, Stephen Kerr, Lesley Peacock, Lulu Taylor, Liz Tiley, Seona Craig, Nick Ridley, Victor De Giorgio, Simon Rickard, Dave Stewart,
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I want you to cast your minds back to 1974, if you are old enough to. I was a redcap flight dispatcher for British Caledonian and I was living in rented accommodation in Gossops Green, Sussex about 5 miles from Gatwick airport. I was house sharing with a couple of hosties (air stewardesses for those of a non airline disposition) One of them left, so my landlord Norman Speary ( Bcal flight steward) called me and told me to expect a new house mate. Next day the doorbell rang and I answered the door to be greeted by a Miss Marjory Rose Brogan. A handshake was not good enough for her oh no, so she planted a kiss on my cheek which left a bright red lipstick mark. This was to become Marji’s signature move throughout her BCal years.
Every time a redcap was involved with one of Marji’s flights he would return to the office with her lipstick trade mark. She was also a booze smuggler. She used to hide ½ bottles of gin and scotch in her underwear to get past customs, so at home we always had something to drink. The same thing happened with duty free ciggies.
I had better clear something up, according to a certain person, he and I were the only two people in the world to call her Marji, to everybody else she was Marjory or Marjory Rose. Move on a couple of months and I was introduced to a certain Mr. Kenneth Jacobson, Marji’s new boyfriend. She told me later that she had picked Ken up at a local airline party. They had apparently come across each other the previous month at the Six Bells pub (a pub frequented by airline types) but she had completely dissed him at the time, and he wanted to get his own back on Marji. So when they came across each other at the party, she said I want to go home with the guy who owns that fabulous Daimler outside.
We struck up our friendship there and then. Somehow I knew that Ken and Marji would become an item straight away and in fact he proposed just 1 week later. Marji of course accepted, and the rest is history.
Marji was all woman but also, she was one of the boys. She could hold her own with any fella in drinking contests and playing silly drinking games like bunnies which is an old Bcal game and dropping coins into a jar via your clenched rear cheeks. I think that is what endeared her to both males and females. She treated us all the same.
Marji and Ken were married in 1976 in Horley and I was the taxi driver, wearing my Bcal redcap of course. Unfortunately Ken’s car, an old Mercedes, was running very poorly so we spent the morning of the marriage day fixing it. We managed to get it running properly and I got him to the church on time. Marji, as is her perogative was late! 23 years later Ken returned the Marji helped me organise my wedding no wait a minute she didn’t just help me, she organised the whole thing and told me what to do. I remember helping them move in to their 1st flat in Crawley about the same time as I bought my 1st house. They then started a nation wide house moving exercise for the next 40 years to places like Horley, Bournemouth, Wokingham, twice, then Worthing, West Sussex, Hertfordshire, and finally they moved up north to Cheshire.
Every house had Marji’s stamp on it. She was a great designer and had her own inscrutable ideas which always worked.
A quick story to sum up Marji, she used to say she always got butterflies in her stomach whenever she saw Ken. 30 years ago I had more than butterflies in my stomach, I won’t go into too many details but I lost 5 stone in weight over a matter of a couple of months and Marji insisted I go and stay with her and Ken. She nursed me back to health and put me back on the straight and narrow. She insisted on only one thing, I was allocated my own personal toilet and I was not allowed to use any of the others because at that time I did not know what was wrong with me and my rear end.
Talking of eating, which I wasn’t, Marji made the best banoffee pie ever. Could I have a show of hands who has eaten Margi’s Bannoffee pie.
If I mention the word rock you would think I was talking about Ken, Louise and Paula being her rocks. That accepted, she also loved those very hard shiny rocks better known as diamonds and yes, after her family and friends they were this girl’s best friend.
Marjory Rose Jacobson lived for her family and friends and her faith - we will all miss her.
From Valerie Ann - Lovely lady and wonderful memories. Thank you Clive for the history……so well told
From Margaret Mattocks - She was a very special lady! I flew with her often
From Sandra Godfrey - Beautiful words.
From Trevor Warburton - Lovely lady, great memories from Clive
From Jan Spratt
Lovely lady. We were actually on the same original BCAL course. Over 50 years ago. A force of nature. Last time I saw her was at a BCal reunion. Can’t believe it’s seven years ago. Majory lived her life to the full and she was extremely popular and loved at BCal
If you would like to leave a message in remembrance please drop me a line anytime at BCalatribute@outlook.com
Condolences were extended by:
Dave Thaxter, Karen Strawson, Cos Watt, Debbie Dean, Maureen Booth, Christine Jegu, Phil Holt, Jennifer Grail, Howard Meredith, David John Mercer, Michael Clifford, Roger Humphrey, Susie Caldwell, Brian Wassell, Sylvia Murphy, Alayne Elizabeth, Laurie Evans, Trevor Fisher, Kathryn Evans Clifton, Alina Rennie, George Dick, Keith Hayward, Erika Browning, Gillian Goodchild-Dyer, Anita Harris, Roger Moore, John Bailey, Doug Ledingham, John Mason-White, David R Holder, Susan Buckley, Rachael Sadler, Elaine Brown, Trevor Warburton, Roger Warren, Sandra Currie, Keith Haynes, Joanna Dyckes, Paul Marshall, Dorothy Flower, John Gould, Juergen Schwarz, Julie Hourigan, Jacqui Byrne, Clive Harte-lovelace, Stephen Kerr, Lesley Peacock, Lulu Taylor, Liz Tiley, Seona Craig, Nick Ridley, Victor De Giorgio, Simon Rickard, Dave Stewart,
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