"Neville Stiff was a really great man. He was tall, with a crew cut - a most unusual thing in those days. We knew him for his gaiety, humour and godliness - and yet I have never known a man suffer from asthma as much as he did. He would ask me to go to the Vicarage and lend him my arm so that he could walk to the Church. After the service, he would ask me to close the vestry door so that no-one saw him as he struggled for breath.
"His Sunday evening services were such that his reputation quickly spread throughout Epsom. It was difficult to get a seat unless you were there early.
"He was married by Bishop Talbot [the Bishop of Winchester, the diocese in which Christ Church came at the time] when he had been with us for a year, but within another year he had died. I had gone to the Vicarage on the Saturday but found him in bed. He was in a bad way but joked with me as usual. Then he asked me to find a priest to celebrate Holy Communion on Sunday. Whilst I was ringing the Church bell on Sunday morning, I heard the tragic news of his death which shocked us all. I can remember the day of his burial. His wife was standing by the gate as we left for the cemetery. They were expecting their first child and it all seemed so tragic.
"Despite his great handicap, he was always about on his bicycle, visiting his people, exhorting and teaching them. They were wonderful days at Christ Church - but oh, so short a period!"