Category: Genealogy Posts

  • John Rupert Squire

    Facebook post #051 (6 Jan 2021)

    On this day in 1966, my Grandad, John Squire, died suddenly. It was my Gran’s birthday. And Epiphany – a wise man was missing at my cradle 6 months later. Here is his obituary from the British Medical Journal – the photo is from the Journal of Pathology. (See also posts 29, 42 and 52)

    The Lancet also covered John’s illustrious medical career at some length but, on a more personal note, contributions to the obituary noted that he “had a magnificent brain, dynamic energy, and unflagging enthusiasm. He could absorb and retain knowledge with a celerity and ease that was the envy of all who knew him, and he had an unerring capacity to see things clearly, to focus on what was important in any problem and yet never to overlook anyone or any detail.” He recognised new and important developments early, and was excited by developments in computing and automation. “…few are as loved as John Squire was loved… he was a sensitive and indeed emotional man.” He would “tell of his delight in his family… or of going out on a snowy night to feed his daughters’ ponies.” Both commentators described him as nearly irreplaceable as any man might be.

    The John Squire Library still exists at Northwick Park.

  • Happy New Year!

    Facebook post #050 (Jan 2021)

    Almighty God, by whose mercy I am permitted to behold the beginning of another year, bless me with thy help and favour. Mitigate, if it shall seem best unto thee, the diseases of my body, and calm the disorders of my mind. Dispel my terrors, and grant that the time which thou shalt yet allow me, may not pass unprofitably away. Let not pleasure seduce me, idleness lull me, or misery depress me.

    Samuel Johnson

    Happy New Year those who are following… I thought I’d be done by now but there are still a few gaps on Mum’s side, including that metal-bashing story I left hanging last month. But first… I was the first Wheaver born out of the Birmingham orbit since its industrialisation. Lichfield, Staffordshire, is a whole 8 miles due north of Sutton (centre of the universe) and 30 miles due east of Dawley, home of the Lamberts and Captain Webb.

    It wasn’t known at the time that our Barnes ancestors (after whom some of us are still being named) were rooted in the Stafford area. They had been prosperous but this was a period of agricultural depression. Our Charles may have eloped into Peaky Blinder country: the 180-acre family farm was inherited by his younger brother. He kept his dignity (a farmer’s bailiff and a gentleman) but sold the farm (pic). Another brother was jailed for forging a receipt, took over the Goat pub in Liverpool, and went bankrupt. Another worked up to being a miller in his own right but ended up administering poor relief. A sister married a conductor on the Grand Junction Railway who became a tea dealer, and then died of pulmonary consumption at age 36. Charles’ sister, Mary, married a farmer whose farm size halved between 1871 and 1881 and disappeared by 1891.

    Mary’s daughter was widowed young and became a barmaid at the Smithfield Hotel, Lichfield (built for the railway in 1848 – pic). She married the owner and took over the hotel when she was widowed again. The hotel was built over by Tesco in 2007.

    Her son, Samuel Heath (pic), was a grocer’s traveller who became Sheriff of Lichfield and married the daughter of the Lichfield Brewing Company. The brewer gave the land which allowed the workhouse to expand into Victoria Cottage Hospital (pic), and later the maternity ward. I just missed being born in that ward, it having moved a stone’s throw away five years earlier. The new hospital (pic) was also knocked down in 2007.

    Lichfield was also birthplace to the great lexicographer (and composer of New Year’s prayers), Sam Johnson (pic).

    Three of my photos – see ‘pages’ for other credits.

  • A Christmas Retreat

    Facebook post #049 (Dec 2020)

    Where did the Kings of England always spend Christmas?

    The National Portrait Gallery has a portrait of Henry Roberts, nephew of gt-gt-grandmother Brittain, the glassmaker’s wife from last week’s post. In 1891, he was a librarian at an early public library in Durham in 1891. By 1901, he’d moved 300 miles south to Southwark, and in 1907, 50 miles further to Brighton.

    Possibly by coincidence, there were other Meaden family members in town. Certainly by coincidence, my gt-grandmother Wheaver had a first cousin who was a heavy blacksmith at the Railway Works (which pre-dated even Swindon’s)(pic). And another first cousin became the inaugural orchestra leader on Brighton West Pier (post 28) in 1916.

    The Brighton move was a definite promotion for Henry though – by 1911, he was Director of the Public Library, Museums and Fine Art Galleries for Brighton Borough Council! The main collections had been housed in the old stables of the Royal Pavilion, specially extended ten years earlier.

    When war intervened, Henry was closely involved in the decision to hand the Pavilion over to the authorities for use as a military hospital. 12,000 Indian soldiers were treated there. As he observed, it was “necessary to arrange that men from every one of the fighting classes… could be taken in, possibly large numbers of different castes at the same time; yet each must find within the hospital the possibility of living according to his own custom and religion.” This means that he opened what was probably Brighton’s first vegetarian restaurant… 🙂

    The British Library has a copy of a book he edited, A Short History in English, Gurmukhi & Urdu of the Royal Pavilion, Brighton, and a Description of it as a hospital for Indian soldiers, 1915. After the war, the Pavilion was used to rehabilitate disabled soldiers. In 1918, he was Honorary Secretary of the Inter-Allied Exhibition which explained this work; Henry was given an MBE.

    After this work was complete, Henry became the first Director of the Royal Pavilion Estate. From 1920, he oversaw the restoration of the Pavilion and the neighbouring Corn Exchange. His work included improvements to the dome theatre, removing post-1864 decorations, and extending the public areas around the Pavilion. Randomly, he was made a chevalier of the Order of the Crown of Italy…

    In 1939, he wrote the definitive book on the Pavilion, The History of the Royal Pavilion, Brighton. He describes how the building met its original purpose as a seaside retreat for George, Prince of Wales. Brighton was a place where George could discretely meet his Catholic girlfriend, Mrs FitzHerbert. This is mentioned in passing by our Henry, whose preferred explanation for the choice of Brighton was a prescription for sea air for a glandular affliction.

    The building’s distinctly Unregency “Indo-Saracenic” appearance, detailed in the book, had not been completed by John Nash by the time George became King. However, he and his successor, William IV, continued to spend their winters there.

    Queen Victoria, however, was not amused by the fanciful Pavilion and observed of Brighton that “the people here are very indiscreet and troublesome”. Since the coming of the railway, Brighton was much less of a retreat. She had Osborne House built as a replacement, and in 1845, it took vigorous lobbying to prevent the Pavilion being sold off privately. It passed to the Council who held it until 2020, when it passed to a charitable trust.

    Footnote: the buildings deteriorated during WWII, but were rescued all over again by successor librarian/curator Clifford Musgrave, who was given the OBE for his efforts, and wrote another definitive history. Clifford was probably a distant relative on Mum’s side (though sadly not as close as some researchers thought!).

    The pics are mine.

  • A Glass at Christmas

    Facebook post #048 (Dec 2020)

    In London, this was the first Christmas we might have taken a draught of Fuller’s ale. We might too have purchased a few of Tom Smith’s Christmas sweets, twist-wrapped in the French ‘bon bon’ style, with motto included. But this year, we would have experienced a little ‘bang of expectation’ – courtesy of Brock’s fireworks! And, thanks to Eliza Acton, we might for the first time have referred to “Christmas Pudding”. (To be fair, it had been two years since Tiny Tim had been treated to a brandy-infused plum pudding of Mrs Cratchet’s devising, holly and all. Christmas pudding had evolved – with a bit of help from Empire produce – from longstanding ways of preserving meat, and from spicy fruit porridge.)

    On Portsea Island, it was this Christmas – for it was 1845 – that David Meaden remarried (post 45). His five-year old daughter Eliza was destined to be brought up by her new stepmother inside a prison run on military lines. I can’t imagine what social life Eliza and her (nine in a row!) step-sisters may have had… However, when she was 26, she married the boy next door – the son of the chaplain of the asylum next door, the same Charles Edward Brittain who had become a commercial clerk rather than taking the cloth (post 46).

    By the time my gt-grandmother Alice (Gertie) was born in 1870, Charles was manager of the Vesta Glassworks, near the prison and asylum. By 1891, the family were living in Trinity Road, Aston Manor. One side of the road was the Jacobean Aston Hall, already 200 years old (photo: Tony Hisgett). The other side was Villa Park, the home of Aston Villa Football Club, which was less than 20 years old (0-0 with Sunderland on the Boxing Day match, if you were wondering). (The photo is by my friend Ell.)

    Just down the road, Edwin Samson Moore’s colossal Vinegar Works, where Villa’s first Captain worked, was the same age. Fish and chips were catching on! With the pickles Moore had started making, and with his neighbouring supplier, Ansells Brewery, he helped create an exploding demand for glass in Birmingham. The canal network was now well-established and could bring in the sand and other materials needed. Stourbridge’s centuries’ old grip on the glass trade was broken.

    Eight years later, Moore bought the rights to HP Sauce from a small grocer, and started making this taste of empire available in industrial quantities. Charles must have passed by the Works every day but there is a tantalising family story of a closer connection (more on the blog).

    By this time, Charles was a glassmaker in his own right. Until 1892, he was in partnership running the Belmont Works, one of the top five Birmingham glass houses of the era. By chance, I photo’d the derelict remaining building – the old Eccles Cycle and Rubber Works, later used for pianos, bedsteads and knickers while waiting at the traffic lights on the A47.

    Digging a bit more, I found an archaeological assessment that allowed me to plot the precise location alongside the Digbeth Canal (my map below), and to confirm that the works matched a local and contemporary negative I found online (pic). Specialist forums told me that the works were a pioneer of pressed [i.e. moulded] domestic glassware, and that output site varied from plain to ‘flint’ crystal glass and from complex early, partially pressed designs, to cheap mass-produced stuff. I found a Belmont pickle jar online (pic)! After the partnership was dissolved, Charles carried on making glass at a works in Aston Village.

    Glass Christmas tree decorations had apparently been invented in Germany mid-century by a glass blower who couldn’t afford real apples. Queen Victoria and her German husband, Albert, took a fancy to these ‘baubels’, and made them trendy, so it’s tempting to imagine them in Charles and Eliza’s drawing room. The Americans were quick to take up the idea, and a certain Frank Woolworth was apparently making $25m a year from mass-produced versions…

    Eliza died in 1907. Charles remarried, thus disinheriting his family. “She [Catherine] wouldn’t even give the family one piece of glass from the factory.” The last vestiges of the Belmont site were cleared in 2019 in preparation for the erection of a 37-storey tower in the new mixed use ‘Eastwood Locks’ development. The derelict factory is being restored, apparently to be incorporated in another development called ‘Glasswater Locks’.

  • One in Prison, One in the Asylum

    Facebook post #047 (Dec 2020)

    So, we left 3rd gt-grandparents Charles and Maria Brittain in 1851, he a silver plater. But in the 1861, 1871 and 1881 censuses, they lived on the other side of the Jewellery Quarter, and – somehow – had become chaplain to the workhouse and the asylum!

    The asylum had opened in 1850, and would close, as All Saints Hospital hospital, in 2000; all but the entrance block was demolished (pic). This is listed, and provides office space behind the wall of Winson Green Prison, where David Meaden was governor (post 45). Thirty years after it opened, another was built down the road at Rubery. It was here that our unfortunate Samuel Wheaver ended his days in shell shock (post 42).

    Birmingham Union Workhouse (pic) was the other side of the canal, and could accommodate 700 adults and 300 children. An infirmary was built in 1887, to a design championed by Florence Nightingale. She had overseen the introduction of trained nurses into the workhouse system: their predecessors were caricatured by Dickens in ‘Mrs Gamp’ (pic). The fear of ending up in the workhouse would have been palpable; our unfortunate Benjamin Weaver (whose descendant married Charles’s) ended his days down the road in the Aston Union Workhouse in 1881 (post 24). The Birmingham site was redeveloped as the City Hospital in the late C20.

    Charles and Maria had 14 children, and the church dominated their lives. They sent two of their daughters to the Clergy Daughters School – it had moved to Westmorland since the time two of the Brontë sisters died of TB at the school. One of these daughters later became a school mistress, the other a governess who married a vicar in Canada; another daughter married the vicar of Cleeve Prior, Worcestershire.

    One of the sons used his clergy education to become a teacher of the classics. Two others became clergymen, one having started in engineering. Another son founded an Augustine Mission in Fulham, became Canon of Madras Cathedral in India, and ended up as vicar of Whittlebury-cum-Silverstone in Northamptonshire (pic – Ian Rob). Our Charles Edward became a commercial clerk – more of him next week.

    If you prefer preachers of the ‘hellfire and damnation’ variety, we have them too. Daniel Lambert (whose grandson married Charles Edward’s granddaughter) had a sister Jane. While Daniel taught at a British school, for pupils of “every Religious Persuasion”, Jane taught at a rival National School, which stressed Anglican religious education.

    She was also a lay preacher, and in 1876 in Shropshire, she married a Primitive Methodist minister. “As a preacher, [he] belonged to the evangelical school, preaching a full, free, and present salvation; his sermons were carefully prepared and forcefully delivered.” I found them in Buckingham in the 1901 census, and realised that I’d photo’d his chapel (pic), unaware of any connexion. Then I found a list of his former postings, and that I’d photo’d his chapel at Oswestry too.

  • All That Glitters

    Facebook post #046 (Dec 2020)

    Family tree post 46. In the C19, Birmingham was the workshop of the world. After generations in Knowle, Warwickshire (see post 41), Edward Brittain moved into Birmingham, probably for work. He married Mary Plant in Edgbaston (where development was restricted) in 1813. Of his children, baptised at St Philip’s, later the Cathedral, Charles married Maria Hill in in 1836 in Sutton Coldfield.

    St Philip’s Cathedral, Birmingham (my photo)

    These days a chunk of central Birmingham, to the north-west of the cathedral, is known as the ‘Jewellery Quarter’, acknowledged as modern centre of jewellery and a place of unique character in the world for its particular combination of structures associated with jewellery and metalworking. But it was not the jewellery business which brought the Brittain and Larard families together. While it is true that jewellery businesses clustered together to collaborate, the range of small metal products extended from badges to whistles to fittings for beds, doors and coffins. All that glittered in Brummagem was not solid gold or silver.

    By 1841, when the couple were 20, he was a silver plate worker, very likely at the Soho Manufactory, an early factory, north west of the Jewellery Quarter, which pioneered mass production. It operated from 1766, was the first site with a Watt steam engine in 1782, and closed in 1848. His brother Edward and cousin George were also silver platers: by 1851, electro-platers. This was a new industry, the new Elkington process having been patented in Birmingham in 1840, and using electric generators from 1844 (surviving part of the Elkington building pictured).

    Former Elkington building, Birmingham
    Elkington Nutcrackers

    1851 was the year of the Great Exhibition: alongside the iron products (see post 33), electroplated goods were prominent. The process was based on potassium cyanide as an electrolyte, the same highly toxic compound used by Larard gold prospectors – and, famously, as a suicide pill.

    It’s worth noting in passing that the Lambert family (post 27) were still making iron. One of Jesse’s iron founder sons was to move from Shropshire to the Jarrow and then Stockton, another to Stoke-on-Trent (my photo is of a sculpture paying tribute to the industry there). One of his daughters was a servant in the great house in Coalbrookdale, overlooking the world’s largest foundry. There is more to come on the Squire side too.

    Charles and Maria Brittain moved to Bath Street, now in the ‘Gun Quarter’ (just east of the Jewellery Quarter) , near the Gunmakers’ Arms. His cousin Edward made pistols for Tranter, a precursor to BSA, but Charles’ career took an altogether different path, of which more anon.

  • Winson Green

    Facebook post #045 (Nov 2020)

    In 1856, there was a sensational trial at the Birmingham assizes. Lt. William Austin had replaced the well-known reformer Alexander Maconochie as governor of the Borough Gaol. Maconochie, the prison’s first governor, had been retired due to the perceived laxness of his regime. By contrast, his former deputy Austin had instituted a reign of terror. A Royal Commission had investigated a whistle blower’s accounts of the inhumane treatment of skinny 15-year old, Edward Andrews, convicted of throwing stones, scrumping apples and stealing a piece of beef. He had been punished cruelly when he couldn’t manage the routine hard labour of endlessly cranking a weight on a machine, and had committed suicide. Austin was himself jailed.

    His replacement as governor at Winson Green (later HMP Birmingham) was David Meaden, my gt-gt-gt-grandfather. He was a former warder at Pentonville and Parkhurst prisons, and likely to have been present when Queen Victoria visited Parkhurst in 1845. She remarked on the loneliness of the boys in the routine initial solitary confinement, and with more satisfaction on the practical skills they learned. 1500 boys were sent to Australia and New Zealand from Parkhurst. During their training, the boys were guarded in the fields by soldiers with muskets and bayonets, presumably including David.

    David’s first wife was Eliza Waddilove, daughter of ‘gentleman’ James Waddilove and sister-in-law of the unfortunate Zillah from last week’s post. Her first husband had died in Lambeth at age 30, a couple of years after they lost their only child. She had two daughters with David, and died at age 33. The elder daughter was Eliza Meaden Meaden, David clearly not wanting her to lose her identity when she married!

    When he married Eliza, David was the son of a farming family from Blandford in Dorset. He had enlisted in the Life Guards (pic is contemporary), possibly via the Dorset Yeomanry Cavalry. He was based in the Regent Park Barracks (pictured), designed by John Nash. Accommodation was, however – as too often over the years – sub-standard. By the time Eliza jr was born, he was a different sort of guard – on the London & Birmingham Railway!

    David remarried on Portsea Island in 1843, and was a prison officer by 1845. He went on to be ‘an active and zealous officer’ at Winson Green, but was replaced when the government took over the prison in 1878, possibly as a result of three prisoners escaping the previous year.

    In 1964, ‘great train robber’ Charlie Wilson escaped from the prison. In 1995, Fred West killed himself there. In the same year, the prison was accused of being too lax by its own Board of Governors. In 2018, it was taken over by the government after a privatised regime of ‘violence, drugs and squalor’.

    There is a picture of the cranking machine, tightened by ‘screws’ (!) here: https://www.facebook.com/…/a.21454939…/1597193173771813/

  • SS Princess Alice

    Facebook post #044 (Nov 2020)

    So, I promised you disaster. (See also the Wharncliffe Woodmoor colliery explosion in post 16 and the response to sinking of the Titanic in post 40). Last week, in my family war memorial – as well as the Somme, Ypres, Gallipoli, Monte Cassino, the R.38, and the RNAZ Dakota calamity – my post included the devastating explosion of HMS Princess Irene (pic 3) at Sheerness in 1915, which killed 352, including a cousin. There had been worse.

    On 4 September 1878, John Marsh of Clerkenwell was an early witness at an inquest. He formally identified his deceased mother-in-law Zillah Waddilove, my 4th great aunt. She had been on a St John’s Mission Bible outing which had gone badly wrong. It was a treat from Susannah Law, a wealthy and generous woman, who had promised the poor women in her Bible group a day out. It was to be on 5 September but on seeing what a beautiful day it was on 3 September, she declared “Today’s the Day!”

    Zillah née Teager had already had a tough life. She had lost three children in 1848, probably in the cholera epidemic of that year. She lived in St Giles, a focus of infection; the area gets a mention by Charles Dickens:

    How many who, amidst this compound of sickening smells, these heaps of filth, these tumbling houses with all their vile contents, animate and inanimate, slimily overflowing into the black road, would believe that they breathe this air?

    The Old Curiosity Shop (1841)

    Zillah’s husband died in 1854; a year later, she married John Waddilove in St Giles. By 1861, John was a pork butcher; the couple lived at 17 Aylesbury St, Clerkenwell, a stone’s throw from William Larard’s shoe business. There is no known connexion between the families but William’s brother’s grandson (Ernest Larard) and John’s sister’s granddaughter (Gerty Brittain) were my gt-grandparents. They married in Birmingham in 1900. By further coincidence, my Dad worked on one adjoining street in Clerkenwell in the 1970s, and I worked on another in the 1980s. (See post #025).

    Back to Zillah, forward to 1878. The vessel of choice for the day out was the smart paddle steamer pleasure-craft, the SS Princess Alice, named after Queen Victoria’s daughter. She weighed 432 tons gross. Princess Alice’s destination was Sheerness – the same port where Princess Irene met her fate. Londoners could escape to the seaside there away from the Great Stink. Some passengers alighted at the resort of Gravesend, others at the Pleasure Gardens at Rosherville. The atmosphere was happy: people were chattering about the terrible rail collision at Sittingbourne three days earlier, and glad to be on the water instead of on the rails.

    Princess Alice left Rosherville at about 6:30 pm on the final leg of her return to Swan Pier, by London Bridge. A little over an hour later, there was a terrible pre-echo of the Marchioness Disaster from my time in Clerkenwell. The Princess Alice was struck amidships by a much larger vessel, the 1376 tons collier SS Bywell Castle. The smaller boat had no chance, and sank quickly, trapping many below decks. The crew of the Bywell Castle and boatmen from local factories did what they could, saving about 130 people. By the time the Princess of Alice’s sister ship arrived ten minutes later, there was no one left to save.

    Some of those rescued died from ingesting the water. The miraculous Crossness Pumping Station, which had helped deliver London from Cholera, had – as usual – that day pumped 75 million gallons of decomposing raw sewage into the Thames close to the collision point. The gas works and chemical factories discharged to that stretch of the Thames, and there had been a fire that day, resulting in oil and petroleum entering the River.

    There was no manifest, so it is not known how many died, but it was between 600 and 700, making this the worst disaster on British inland waterways.

    (For the 1989 Marchioness Disaster, see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marchioness_disaster).

  • St Mary-at-Lambeth

    Facebook post #043 (Nov 2020)

    Once upon a time, lambs were landed on the marshy land opposite Thorney Island on the River Thames, perhaps even to supply the wedding feast at which King Cnut III drank himself to death. The next King, Edward the Confessor, built his house and church on the island: his sister Goda built her church at the Lamb-hythe (Lambeth), and gave land to the Bishops of Rochester. When Edward fell into a coma, it was in Lambeth that Harold proclaimed himself King, and in Edward’s church (Westminster Abbey) that he was crowned.

    An arrow in the eye later, William I made Westminster his own; after the Anarchy, the Bishops swapped Lambeth for other lands; the Archbishops of Canterbury got their town house, Lambeth Palace. Goda’s church, St Mary-at-Lambeth, had been rebuilt in stone. It became their church, and the parish church.

    My gt-gt-gt-grandparents William and Charlotte Little (of Wiltshire and possibly Devon families respectively) had nine children baptised at the church 1800-1819, and three of their grandchildren married there. Charlotte was buried there, one of the 26,000 contributing to a noticeable raising of the land. The tomb of Admiral Bligh of the Bounty can still be seen.

    One of the Little children was my gt-gt grandmother Harriet, who married watchmaker James Larard. In 1841, they lived near the river in Lambeth. After a time in Canada, James returned to Lambeth, and his son Henry was born there.

    Solomon and Mary Ann Knight (of Surrey and Sussex families), also my gt-gt-gt-grandparents, had six children baptised at St Mary in 1811-1822. Two of the children married at the church, including my gt-gt Grandmother, Rebecca. Thomas and Rebecca lived in Shropshire, which is where their daughter Frances Mousley was born. However, one of her sisters was born in Lambeth, indicating a continued connexion with the area.

    In 1862, the first Lambeth Bridge was built, right next to St Mary, where the horse ferry used to connect the palaces. (It was rebuilt in 1928 when 4000 were made homeless by the last of innumerable floods on the old marshes.)

    I don’t know if the Little and Knight families knew one another but their grandchildren Henry Larard and Frances Mousley married in Croydon in 1870. Their son Ernest ended up in Birmingham: Ernest’s daughter married my grandad Terence Wheaver there. Oddly, one of Terence’s grandmother’s cousins, Fanny Barnard, was married at St Mary in 1865.

    In 1824, to serve the rapidly increasing population of the former marshes and woodlands, matching Greek Revival churches of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John were built across the borough. Henry Larard was christened at St Mark (Kennington). Solomon’s descendants lived in Norwood, and St Luke was the family church. One married at St Matthew, which was in Brixton.

    In 1942, both St Mary-at-Lambeth and St Luke were damaged by bombing (post 33). The altar, given by Sir Henry Doulton of the local ceramic works was destroyed. In the same year, a V2 rocket destroyed the Victorian Baths at which Captain Webb (post #031) had trained.

    The area became derelict and depopulated. The church became gloomy and dilapidated; it was deconsecrated and approved for demolition in 1972. At the eleventh hour it was rescued and, in honour of John Tradescant, converted to a Garden Museum. John was Gardener at Hatfield House, and planted a botanic garden close to St Mary; there is a splendid memorial to his son in the church. Sadly, I didn’t have time to go inside when I passed by just before the first lockdown – but I did take a minute to walk in my ancestors’ footsteps.

    More about John Tradescant and the Museum here: https://gardenmuseum.org.uk/the-museum/history/tradescants/

  • In Remembrance

    Facebook post #042 (Nov 2020)[poem added Remembrance Sunday 2022]

    With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
    England mourns for her dead across the sea.
    Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
    Fallen in the cause of the free.

    View of The Rumps from Pentire Point, Cornwall. Including plaque to commemorate the poem ‘For the Fallen’ (written by Laurence Binyon), which was composed on these cliffs (National Trust).

    Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
    Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
    There is music in the midst of desolation
    And a glory that shines upon our tears.

    They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
    Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
    They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
    They fell with their faces to the foe.

    They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them.

    They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
    They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
    They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
    They sleep beyond England’s foam.

    But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
    Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
    To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
    As the stars are known to the Night;

    As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
    Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,
    As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
    To the end, to the end, they remain.

    Robert Laurence Binyon, The Times 21 Sep 1914

    In memory of my lost cousins, our virtual war memorial, extracted from the blog (in order of appearance; with some omissions, I’m sure. From a solitary WWI death in Swindon to some of the biggest disasters of War. I’ve included some of those who survived in commemoration of the lifelong impacts, which echo until this day.

    • Arthur Barnes Wheaver (1881-1963). Royal Garrison Artillery. Apparently racked with guilt for being behind the lines, and never the same after the war. Of course, the big guns were targeted, so he wasn’t behind the lines at all.
    • Samuel Horatio Wheaver (1887-1947). Merchant’s clerk from Erdington. Labour Corps (manned by men who had been medically rated below the “A1” condition needed for front line service). Discharged as unfit for war service, an “insane soldier”, elsewhere as suffering from ‘melancholia’. Died in 1947 at Rubery Hill Mental Hospital, formerly the 1st Birmingham War Hospital. The family had it as an old soldiers’ home.
    • Jeremiah Bird (1889-1915). Brickmaker from Aston; emigrated. Australian Imperial Force. Killed in action on a diversionary attack at Gallipoli, Turkey. This catastrophic defeat is commemorated annually on ANZAC Day.
    • Tom Wheaver (1895-1917). Engineer, then assurance agent, from Redcar. Rifleman with Royal Scots Regiment. Died of dysentery and pneumonia soon after his arrival in France.
    • Charles Webb (1895-1918). Milkman from Sutton Coldfield. Rifleman with Royal Warwickshire Regiment; Royal Field Artillery? Killed two weeks before the end of the war, after his battalion had returned to England. Buried in Germany.
    • Harry Roper (1891-1917). Laundry van man from Sutton Coldfield. Royal Warwickshire Regiment. Killed in action at Battle of Broodseinde, the most successful Allied attack of the Third Battle of Ypres, Belgium.
    • John Edmund Shepherd (1897-1915). Apprentice compositor from Moss Side. Manchester Regiment. Killed in action at Gallipoli. Two thirds of the East Lancashire Division had been wiped out through battle casualties and sickness.
    • Stedman Francis Kent (1888-1916). Builder’s clerk from Handsworth. Royal Warwickshire Regiment, the Birmingham Pals. Killed in action during the Attacks on High Wood, on the Somme. 784 comrades died on the Western Front.
    • John Samuel Brinson (1890-1925). Waggoner, then Police Constable from Walsall. Gunner with the Royal Garrison Artillery. Gassed and wounded during service, suffered ill-health upon return to the police, including taking the last 14 weeks of his life off sick.
    • Arthur Howard Asker (1892-1917). Bank clerk from Lichfield (see blog for my accidental photo of his home). 2nd Lieutenant, Essex Regiment. Evacuated from Gallipoli, wounded during the recapture of the Sinai Peninsula, Egypt (the Battle of Rafa); died soon after medical evacuation.
    • James Lambert emigrated to New Zealand, probably for mining work, leaving his wife in England. He was part of the Auckland Regiment of the NZEF, and killed at Gallipoli on 8 Jun 1915. He is remembered at Lone Pine Cemetery.
    • Matthew Webb (1881-1918). 2nd Lieutenant South African Infantry. Wounded during the horrific losses at Longueval (Delville Wood) in 1916. Killed when the unit was annihilated during a massive German offensive. Captain Matthew Webb brought his son up to be brave: doubtless he would have been proud.
    • William Patrick Dunne (1890-1917), second husband of Esther May Wilson (1892-1980). Wellington Regiment, New Zealand Expeditionary Force. Killed at the Battle of Passchendaele.
    • Colin Edgar Wilson (1893-1916). Canterbury Regiment, New Zealand Expeditionary Force. Killed at the Battle of Flers–Courcelette, the third and final general British offensive – and debut of the New Zealand Division – on the Somme. 3000 yards were gained, a considerable success.
    • Sidney Maynard Smith (1875-1970). Surgeon from London. Served in the Boer War as a surgeon, and in WWI, as a Colonel with the Army Medical Services. Awarded the Croix de Guerre; thrice mentioned in dispatches. Appointed consulting surgeon to the British Fifth Army in 1916, and later consulting surgeon to the British Second Army. Appointed Knight of Grace of the Order of St John, and Companion of The Order of the Bath (Military Division). Survived to become a senior surgeon and Grand Deacon of the Grand Lodge of England.
    • Ivo Cecil Little (1895-1921) of the family from Kent enrolled in the Royal Navy in 1908. Flight Commander, Royal Naval Air Service. Transferred from Sopwith planes? to airships. Survived the war, carrying out numerous test flights in the R. 32 and the R. 80. Among those to complete the first ever airship trans-Atlantic crossing, carried out a parachute descent on arrival in New Jersey. Killed on the next big cross-Atlantic project when the R. 38 exploded. A trawler 16 miles away staggered under the concussion of the explosion and trains on railway lines in Lincolnshire shook on their tracks, while ceilings in houses in Hull and Grimsby collapsed.
    • Joseph Frank Burrows (1883-1918). Otago Regiment, NZEF. Killed a month and a day before Armistice, on the “Advance to Victory” through the Hindenburg Line, and the ‘Masnières–Beaurevoir line’. “The men of the Regiment returned to Dunedin to a heroes welcome, greater social standing and numerous types of financial assistance.”
    • John Harold Mousley (1885-1959). Electrical engineer from London and Manchester. Lieutenant-Colonel, Royal Engineers. Director of Military and Public Works in Baghdad. Awarded the Distinguished Service Order and Territorial Decoration. Survived the war to marry Dorothy Pease of ‘one of the great Quaker industrialist families of the nineteenth century, who played a leading role in philanthropic and humanitarian interests’.
    • Henry Frost (1882-1916) of South London. East Surrey Regiment. East Surrey Regimental Cap Badge (credit). At Loos in March 1916 – the unit’s war diary gives a vivid but dispassionate account of the quiet days, the occasional attacks, the monitoring of enemy trench building, and bombardments with field guns, howitzers, trench mortars, mines and ‘torpedoes’ (used to clear barbed wire). Henry died of his wounds some months before the Battle of Loos proper.
    • William Fredericks (1887-1917), husband of Charlotte Knight (1887-1939). Wharf labourer from Shoreditch. East Surrey Regiment. Wounded in France in 1914; Sergeant with Northamptonshire Regiment. Died of wounds suffered at the Battle for Boom Ravine, which proved that the German Army’s position on the Somme front was untenable.
    • John Pippard (1878-1937), husband of Sophia Lucy Knight (1875-1942). Domestic servant from Norwood. Joined the Royal Navy on his 18th birthday; served on many ships (see blog), including the revolutionary battleship HMS Dreadnought. Mentioned in despatches for his role in the evacuation from Gallipoli. Survived the war.
    • Walter Knight (1894-1914). Fishmonger’s assistant, later carman, from Croydon. Queen’s (Royal West Surrey) Regiment. Killed in a close-fought battle around Gheluvelt near Ypres, where the British Expeditionary Force was locked into a battle for survival. It marked the transition point between the mobile, open warfare to trench deadlock. There is a battle memorial gate in Worcester; Walter is remembered on the Menin Gate, memorial to the missing, Ypres.
    • William Dudley Bezer (1884-1916). Insurance clerk from London. Lance Corporal, London Regiment (Queen Victoria’s Rifles). Fought at the First and Second Battles of Ypres; killed in the diversionary attack at Gommecourt, where German artillery pinned down the British, depriving them of hard-won trenches and making reinforcement impossible. Charles Dickens’ son Cedric was a Major in the Londons, and killed a couple of months later.
    • Percy Roberts (1884-1916). Bank clerk from Clapham. Lance Corporal with the 10th “Stockbrokers” Battalion Royal Fusiliers (City of London Regiment) – the first pals’ battalion. Killed, with 249 regimental colleagues, at the Attack on Poiziers at the start of the Battle of the Somme.
    • Walter Douglas Baker (1891-1917). Woodworking machinist from Hornsey; emigrated. Sergeant, Manitoba Regiment. Killed under heavy artillery barrage at the Third Battle of the Scarpe. Commemorated at the Vimy Memorial
    • Alfred and Elsie Square (my retired gt-grandparents) were on the SS Queen Mary in 1938. Another passenger was Air Commander A. T. “Bomber Harris”, travelling to New York to place the largest foreign order ever placed with an American Aircraft Company – for 200 Lockheed Hudsons.
    • John Bertram Harris (1893-1918). Joiner’s apprentice, Birmingham. Warwickshire Regiment then 3rd Special Company, Royal Engineers. Died of pneumonia in Étaples after an accident on the Somme when handling poison gas.
    • Edgar Allan Bell (1896-1918). Trainee architect from Sheffield and Gloucester. Yorkshire Hussars and South Staffordshire Regiment. Present at the first battle where the Germans used flamethrowers. Died of wounds suffered when on duty near Angres: died at Millbank after medical evacuation and buried at the Military Cemetery, Brookwood. “You will be pleased to hear that he behaved splendidly, and did not so much as make a sound that he had been wounded until I turned and saw him. He was one of my best Section Commanders, and was most reliable and hard working while in the trenches”, wrote his commanding officer. His father gave a book to his university in his memory and chose “Ave! Morituri Salutamus (Hail, Caesar! Those about to die salute you)” for his epitaph.
    • Wilfred Barlow (1888-1916), stepson of Henry Squire. Steelworker from Penistone. York and Lancaster Regiment. Killed in action 16 May 1916, before any official battle action.
    • Edgar Hyde (1891-1915). Miner from Barnsley. York and Lancaster Regiment. Killed in action the day before The Battle of Aubers Ridge, part of the British contribution to the Second Battle of Artois, a Franco-British offensive intended to exploit the German diversion of troops to the Eastern Front.
    • Ernest Hyde (1896-1915) from Barnsley. King’s Own Scottish Borderers. Killed in action at Gallipoli, three months after his brother Edgar.
    • Herbert Outwin (1880-1917), husband of Eva Holmes (1885-1903). Paper maker at the works in Barnsley, which formed the background to the film ‘Kes’. Durham Light Infantry. Killed on the second day of the ‘Cambrai Operations’, which pioneered new artillery techniques and massed tanks.
    • Jabez Thorpe (1887-1948?). Mine corporal from Darnall, Barnsley. King’s Royal Rifle Corps and Sergeant with Prince of Wales´s North Staffordshire Regiment. Awarded the Military Medal for exceptional bravery. Survived the war.
    • Thomas Frederick Bell (1892-1915). Miner from Barnsley. York & Lancaster Regiment, the Barnsley Pals; then 171st Mining Company, Royal Engineers. Men who were working underground as civilians in the UK were underground at Givenchy only four days later. Engaged on underground work including the digging of subways, cable trenches, saps, chambers, as well as offensive or defensive mining. Killed in action at Ypres on the day the German army first used phosgene gas.
    • Joseph Bell (1899-1917). Miner from Barnsley. Sherwood Foresters. Sent back and forth from France to Egypt. Died from wounds sustained on the Western Front.
    • Cyril Vaines (1909-1941), husband of Elizabeth Bell (1909-1969) – from Barnsley. Royal Artillery; Kings Own Royal Regiment (Lancaster) in the BEF. Unit evacuated from Dunkirk on the SS Prague but Cyril’s name circulated to POW camps, as missing in action. There is a burial record at Merville, Pas-de-Calais.
    • Francis Nelstop Green (1892-1972). Clerk from Sheffield. Served on HMS Sir Thomas Picton at the evacuation from Gallipoli. Invalided out of the Navy with sight problems but survived the war.
    • Stewart Green (1882-1917). Chartered accountant from Sheffield. Company Quartermaster Sergeant , York and Lancaster Regiment. Saw repeated action at Ypres. Killed at the Battle of Poelcapelle on Passchendaele Ridge. Deep, slimy mud caused chaos and exhaustion, but the attack pressed on, with disastrous results.
    • William Ernest Green (1898-1917) from Dore, Barnsley. Killed during the Second Battle of Passchendaele.
    • Maurice Rowland (1898-1917) from York. King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry. Served on the Somme and at Ypres. Killed during German counter-attacks at Passchendaele.
    • Winter Henry Blampied (1878-1919), from Jersey. Duke of Cornwall’s Light Infantry. Died of heatstroke while awaiting demobilisation.
    • My gt-grandparents George and Olive Lewty’s long walk to freedom from occupied Burma in WWII is covered in post #029.
    • John Thomas Ballance (1894-1917), from Rugeley. First class stoker, Royal Navy. Served on HMS Begonia, recommissioned as Q-ship Q.10 after it was torpedoed. Killed in action when the ship collided with a German submarine, also lost, off Casablanca.
    • George Gollick (1885-1914). Coal miner from Stanley, Yorkshire. King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry, BEF. Killed in action in France.
    • Sam Gollick (c 1887-1918). Coal miner from Stanley, Yorkshire. Sergeant, King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry. Awarded the Military Medal. Transferred to the London Regiment (King’s Royal Rifles). Killed in action, like his brother George.
    • Michael Stanley Barnard (1922-1943). Director’s son from Saffron Walden. Flight Sergeant, 192 Squadron. Killed on Special Duty Operations (special signals flight over Bay of Biscay) in Wellington MkX HE230 DT. Killed when plane ditched 50m W of Brest, France, due to engine failure. Commemorated at Runnymede.
    • Robert Cyril Barnard (1893-1917). Farmer’s son from Saffron Walden. Lieutenant, Army Service Corps. Died of wounds in Poperinghe, Belgium, during the Battle of Passchendaele.
    • Anthony Robin Byford (1929) from Indonesia, England, South Africa. Survived the war. In 1939, was on the ‘Patroclus’ from Shanghai to Liverpool. b. Indonesia, m. England, div. N. Rhodesia, d. South Africa. Four days after she docked, she was requisitioned as HMS Patroclus. She was torpedoed and sunk in November 1940.
    • James Cordell (1896-1917), from Eastleigh. Joined Royal Naval Air Service at Felixstowe, an important flying boat port and development centre, looking after kite balloons. “Killed by bombs dropped by an enemy aeroplane” – only the third time this had happened –an air raid by Gotha bombers. These raids led to the foundation of the RAF and the rebranding of the royal family (post #004).
    • Ernest Felix Imoda (1888-1915) from Staffordshire. Corporal, Royal Fusiliers. Killed at Ypres, a week before the Germans started the Second Battle of Ypres by launching 171 tons of chlorine gas against French forces.
    • Stanley Ashley Lambert (1898). Sailed to Rangoon, Burma in October 1926 on the Warwickshire. Captured by the Japanese and held as a Prisoner of War. Survived the war.
    • George William Thackray (1895-1915) from London. Served on HMS Princess Irene, a passenger liner converted to a minelayer. On 27 May 1915, she exploded and disintegrated – there was a column of flame 100 m high; wreckage was flung 30 km. People were killed on the shore and on other ships; 352 people were killed in all; severed heads were found on the Isle of Grain. A Court of Inquiry heard that priming of the mines was being carried out hurriedly and by untrained personnel; worryingly George was a probationary armourer. His body was not recovered; he is commemorated on the Portsmouth Naval Memorial.
    • Alfred John Pratt (1921-1944). New Zealand infantry. Killed in action at the Battle of Monte Cassino. 343 New Zealanders died across four attacks, after waiting three weeks in freezing rain for suitable weather for an aerial assault: when it came, Cassino was reduced to a pile of rubble. The ancient Abbey of Monte Cassino, where St. Benedict first established the Rule that ordered monasticism in the west, had already been destroyed.
    • Ralph Gordon Savage (1908-1945). Leading Aircraftman, 40 squadron, RNZAF. Killed with 19 comrades when a passenger in a Dakota C-47, which crashed over New Caledonia on 24 Sep 1945, en route from Vanuatu. This air accident remains the heaviest single loss in RNZAF history.
    • William Walter James Brooker (1894-1917) of Croydon, husband of Emily Pretoria Florence Frost (1900-1985). Deceased. King’s Royal Rifle Corps. Died of his wounds, probably sustained at the Battle of Langemarck, on 16 Aug 1917 in Flanders. Memorial at Tyne Cot.
    • William Samuel Fisher (1886-1912) from Norwood. Died on active service (before WWI). Buried at Aldershot Military Cemetery.
    • William Edward Frost (1899-1918) from Norwood. Machine Gun Corps. Killed in action in France, in the Final Advance on Picardy, two days before the Armistice. Buried at Maubeuge-Centre Cemetery, Nord-Pas-de-Calais.
    • Albert Edward Knight (1899-1918). Shipping clerk from Norwood. 14th (County of London) Battalion. “Accidentally killed… on the Midlands SW Junction Railway in the parish of Chiseldon and struck off strength accordingly.” The inquest showed that he had been hit by a passenger train near Chiseldon Army Camp, Swindon.
    • Frederick Arthur Baden Peckham (1900-1941) from Bognor Regis. Master of the SS Umona, whose last voyage was carrying maize, pulses and jam from Durban to London. Killed with 81 crew and 20 others – only five were saved, when ship was torpedoed by U-124 off Freetown, Sierra Leone. Commemorated on Tower Hill (post #002).
    • Victory Ernest Dear (1919-1943) from Bethnal Green, husband of Winifred Patricia Palfreman (1922-1976). Lance Corporal, 56th Regiment Reconnaissance Corps, which fought with ‘great distinction’ in Tunisia and Italy. He was killed in the run-up to the Battle of Sidi Bou Zid in Tunisia, possibly in an anti-tank role. Commemorated at Medjez-El-Bab.
    • Christopher Harold Turner (1903-1943) of Lambeth, husband of Lily Heath (1906-1986). 6th Armoured Division, Royal Army Ordnance Corps, which fought in the key tank battles of North Africa, starting with Operation Torch. Killed in action in Algeria.
    • Herbert Leslie Hallam (1909-1944). Bank cashier from Sutton Coldfield. Flying Officer (Navigator), 514 Squadron RAF. Awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross after showing great coolness, resolution and devotion to duty, plotting his path home after most of his navigational instruments had been destroyed. Killed when his Lancaster came down at Moers during a bombing raid on Hamburg-Rhenania.
    • Ian Roy Maclennan (1919-2013) of Regina, Saskatchewan flew with the RCAF as a fighter pilot and flying ace, and awarded the Distinguished Flying Medal. He was involved in the defence of Malta during the seige. He crash-landed a Spitfire in enemy territory and was captured and imprisoned in Stalag Luft III, of Great Escape fame. He escaped in 1945. He survived the war to became a successful architect.
    • (Charles) Bruce Maclennan (1924-1945) was Ian’s brother. Wireless operator on RCAF Lancaster bombers. Killed when his plane was shot down while targeting the U-Boat manufacturing yards of Voss near Hamburg, Germany. His plane was in a wave unprotected by a fighter escort, and was attacked by a swarm of 30 Messerschmitt Me 262 jet fighters, with heavy calibre guns, which destroyed the nose and cockpit of Bruce’s plane.
    • Richard Earle (1895-1916) of Durban. South African Infantry. “Most of the recruits already had military training or experience. They were, in general, middle class, well-educated and well-bred men.” The Regiment was deployed to France. Richard died of his wounds, probably suffered at Delville Wood.
    • John Rupert Squire (1915-1966), my grandad. Medical tutor at University College, London. RAMC: medical research section at GHQ Home Forces; General Staff Officer, ranked a Major in the scientific adviser’s branch at the War Office; posted to South-East Asia Command as medical specialist to no. 10 operational research section; commanded Allied Land Forces biological research section in South-East Asia; mentioned in despatches [for gallant and distinguished services in Burma as a temporary Lt-Colonel. After a very late demobilisation – which separated him away from his young family – he was a successful consultant pathologist.
    • Roland Henry Traviss Squire (1921-1945), from Market Harborough). Flying Officer, 117 Squadron, which switched from Lockheed Hudsons to Dakotas when moved in Libya, then India in 1943. In 1944 it transported supplies for the Chindits who operated behind the Japanese lines. Roland was killed, when his plane crashed 20 miles south of Binh Li [Bayin Nyi], Thailand.
    • Edward Blampied (20 Apr 1913), from Jersey. Driver, 18 Division Signals. Japanese Prisoner of War. Survived the war.
    • Barbara Evelyn Dover (1917-1942) and Pamela Dover (-1942) from Burma. Died in a Japanese POW camp.
    • William Frederick Charles Martin (1903-1944) and his wife Beatrice Olga Martin née Perkins (1905-1944) from Burma. Died in a Japanese POW camp, Myitkyina, Burma.
    • Frederick Alec Peters (1885-1941). Licensed victualler from Gillingham, Kent. Killed when the Plough Inn was bombed.