Men and Women of Honour: Ted Tull
Ted Tull: Cussing, drinking, ex Army born and bred Brightonian blown away by Jesus
I was born in Brighton on the 11th of September 1931. I was born within a 100 yards of the clock tower. At that time, it was a very old and very derelict Brighton. I lived in Moulsecoomb when the war came along. They weren’t sure what was going to happen and expected Germans to come over. I remember one Sunday the sirens went off, my father barricaded the window and we sat with our gas marks on. 20 minutes later the ‘all clear’ went off. It was one of our planes coming back and so a false alarm!
They got all the evacuees out of London – school children, young people to Brighton. We had 3 evacuees living with us for 2 years. We had a few bombs in Brighton but nothing like they had in London.
I remember on Boxing Day they dropped a few bombs next to us. It happened whilst we were eating our dinner and my father and uncles left the dinner table and ran out to put the fire out.
When the war finished I got a job as an electrician. I was 14 then. When I was 15, I took up cycle racing on a velodrome as a sport. I was in a cycle team called The Brighton and Hove Wheelers and we won the Sussex championship!
At 21, I was conscripted and went into the army for 2 years into the Royal Electrical Mechanical Engineers. I learnt to drive there and used to drive army trucks. I drove the CO’s car once! I got into trouble once for not securing the load down! The canon I was transporting slid down across the truck, hit the side and went over. Fortunately there was no car on the opposite side. I got 14 days for that incident.
I got married whilst I was in the army and my wife and I got a basement flat on Richmond street. It was a bit of a hole, damp and with mice. I got a job as an electrician with Otis.
I was brought up in a family that was on the booze and every weekend there was party in our house. I was brought up to go to church. It was like that in those days, but there was no substance to my going to church. So when I got married, my natural tendency to wind down was to get a drink. My vent from the pressure of work and being married was to go down with the boys and have a drink. Drink became hard to control. I was always having ‘one for the road’. I kept getting home late and that caused friction between my wife and I.
One day, a man called Alan Guthridge joined Otis. He was a former wrestler and he started talking to me about Jesus. I would say it was a load of rubbish. I was pressed to be an atheist. I couldn’t trust something written down 2000 years. Alan used to write scriptures out for me like John 3:16 and I used to read these scriptures. They had a bit of a meaning to me but I couldn’t get to grips with it. Alan used to tell me about the end of the world, as written in the Bible. The last chapter of the book of Malachi in the Bible talks about the earth ending with fervent heat. They had just let the atom bomb off and videos of Hiroshima getting flattened were all over the TV. I never thought the earth would get melted, but I began to see that if this atom bomb was possible, anything could happen! This triggered of an interest in the Bible. When Alan would say to me why don’t you accept Jesus as your Saviour, I didn’t know what he was talking about. I used to say, you’ve become religious. He was a tough, quick tempered guy and I knew why he would be religious. Once in a fit of rage at his wife he had thrown down the door of his house. He had needed religion to calm down! But I couldn’t see my weakness.
Anyway, I went home and studied the gospel of John and when I read the trial of Christ I couldn’t say honestly that He was a madman and it was rubbish. I wanted to. I wanted to say it was like Alice in Wonderland, a story – all fabricated. But as I read it, I couldn’t dismiss it and I’d challenge anyone to read it openly and then rip it out and say it was rubbish. I couldn’t call Christ a liar. I couldn’t say I’d rather enjoy my pints than follow Jesus.
It said Jesus rose from the dead and I asked God to reveal this truth to me. I wanted to know whether there was anything more to life otherwise I may as well eat, drink and be merry. I went down on my knees and said “God please would you show me. I don’t want to be religious”. If there is truth, if a man rose from the dead, forget religion, that’s ground breaking! A man rose from the dead! I had no time for religion. I was a hypocrite myself. This resurrection blew me away.
I either had to accept that Jesus had risen again or there was no truth to Christianity ultimately. As I considered the events, I came to the conclusion that the best explanation of what is recorded had to be that they really took place. As a result I was able to joyfully put my trust in Jesus and become a Christian.

Roy: In Feb 1980, I had a break down. Before that I found that my mind was closing down and my performance at work was decreasing drastically. Yet in April that year, I met Jesus in the street! At 9:30 one night, I heard an audible voice saying “you could die tomorrow”. I knew that was true because of the drugs and alcohol that I was regularly consuming. I panicked but suddenly remembered something I had heard in Sunday School about hell. In my panic I phoned up a local pastor and asked if I could see him. It was 10:30 by then and he asked if it was a matter of life and death! Yes!…I met him and he spoke to me about Jesus Christ for an hour. I left his house and was walking home. It was like I was walking with a blanket draped around my head touching the ground when suddenly a great divine hand came down and lifted the blanket off. It was extraordinary! In that moment, I went from extreme depression to extreme elation. I was so excited I was helping old ladies cross the road, whether or not she wanted to!
Doug: We became Christians when we were very young. I was brought up in a Christian home. My father was a soldier in the Navy during World War 2. He wasn’t a Christian but when he was 20, he met a Scottish guy who led him to Jesus. That had an effect when he came home after the war. He was very excited and enthusiastic about what Jesus had done for him. He would go to the docks and share. After the war, he joined the police and was involved with Police Christian Association.
environment we were in wasn’t too good. The church we were in wasn’t teaching us how to live our lives and we weren’t enthusiastic about searching the Bible on how to either. I think we missed out on something over there.
David, 77, and Gillian Moss, 70, have been worshiping Jesus at CCK since 1994. David loves coming to church in his Sunday best and you always see him dressed in a suit complete with a tie and a trilby! Gillian has been involved in cleaning and maintaining the Clarendon Centre (where CCK meets on a Sunday) for the past 7 years but retires this year, much to the dismay of the Centre manager, Dan Sweetman!








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