Helen ROBERTSHAWE Obituary

Helen worked for my father (Allan Webb) in the Health Department. He often spoke of her, and he looked forward to her Xmas letters.

My sincere condolences to Aunty Helen's family.
It is very sad to discover you have passed, you will always be remembered.
I am Helen's god-daughter Kelly-Maree. We have been out of touch for quite some time. I would love to know where she will be interred, so I can pay my respects next time I am in the Wellington/Kapiti region.
Love Kelly

Remembering the time you stayed at our beach cottage at Te Awanga H.B. You and I climbed the walnut tree and Con and Ros were calling us down before we fell down. Happily we didn't fall. R.I.P My dear.

Dearest Aunty Helen - Loving and generous to me and my family her entire life taking me to All Black Rugby matches from the early 1970s to Financial gifts up to this year 2024 for Christmas and Birthdays - gone but never forgotten❤

I worked with Helen from 1983-85. Helen was a coworker to a young greenhorn young man from university. I sat behind her for two years and drank in all of her wonderful foibles and endearments. Helen you attended my engagement to my beloved wife Jack and our wedding. I have at least half a dozen stories to share with you. Your memorial unwrapped the onion and filo pasty layers of your life. I am in awe of you. Bless you!

We remember Helen as a wonderful friend of our family both in Wellington, when Andy and Sarah were little and in her constant care for her family.
She will be greatly missed by us!

I first knew Helen when she was in my class at Nga Tawa and have kept in touch over the years. We spent part of the day together when she last visited New Plymouth. Her love of her Church and choirs were second to none and her yearly Xmas letter was something to behold!!! A generous, loving friend who will be missed by many. RIP Helen. My thoughts are with you all at this time.

Helen was my cousin. We shared a love of music, and she sometimes visited us when she came to Auckland for concerts. She was fiercely independent generous with her time and devoted to the family and the church. She will be very much missed.

Helen I sent you a condolence message on your sister Ros's death. By the time your sister-in-law Gloria died also on 04th November you had joined the heavenly choir. I remember meeting you in Wellington when we both sang in the All Saints Hataitai Choir. We both had a connection with St. Mary's in New Plymouth where I served as Curate. Rest in peace my dear friend.

Such a generous woman. I loved singing with you in The Chamber Choir and starting Voices in the Wind. I was saddened to hear of your passing, our loss is Gods gain, you will be an incredible asset to His heavenly choir. Rest in peace beautiful lady xx Shirley Gullery

Helen, "HBR" worked with my dad Win Williams at the health dept here in New Plymouth many years ago becoming a lifelong friend of the family. Always interested in anything and everything that was happening to anyone, from our families to the All Blacks!
She was all about faith, friendship, and fun, who can forget her big laugh!
Thank you for being a wonderful friend to the Williams family!

I Will miss seeing Helen's smile from her mobility scooter and generally being about the Waikanae Village. She was always cheerful and loved to fill me in about her sisters.
Choirs in the area will miss her presence. She filled the male tenor part very faithfully and clearly enjoyed her Church music.
I can't begin to imagine how the loss of both Helen and Ros must be for you all as a family.
I send my warmest thoughts to you all and know that their Christian faith was exemplory and shown in the way they lived and cared for others.
Molly King

I worked with Helen in the registration board secretariat. We were board secretaries. Helen looked after her beloved medical laboratory technology board. I attended her retirement party complete with a chef in white hat cutting ham. I went to her house for a lovely meal and she often baked cakes to share with the whole office. She would ride the bus and cart her stuff around in big a wheelie bag. One day i helped her get on the bus with all her gears (including a thermos and snacks) to go to visit family in Palmy North. Helen was carrying a bottle of jam and accidentally dropped it at the door of the bus. The pair of us had to do a quick clean up before the bus left. Each Christmas I would watch Helen in her choir on Lambton quay. I did not see Helen for many years. We caught up again when I bumped into her zooming around on her mobility scooter in waikanae. Kind, caring, generous, interested, inclusive and delightful is how I would describe Helen. The heavenly choir has called her home.