I first came across St Martin’s in the late 1980s when I used to walk through Trafalgar Square on my way home from work to Charing Cross. Later in life my partner’s cousin died in the earthquake in Haiti and his body was recovered to be buried back at the family home in Kent, with a memorial service held at St Martin’s. The family speak about the kindness shown to them following this tragic period in their lives and hold St Martin’s close to their hearts. About three years ago I took up a new role in my career working for the St Martin-in-the-Fields Trust, a move from the corporate world to the charity sector – this is something I have not regretted as I have found St Martin’s to be a warm, welcoming and caring community and I hope this will continue for many more years to come.
St Martin-in-the-Fields