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Sunday, 25 November 2018

Graduation

We were up in Coventry for Oliver's Graduation Ceremony on Friday & a terrific occasion it was too! I'd arranged for us to stay up there overnight & we also took Olly & Laura out for a curry.
The Graduation ceremony was held in Coventry Cathedral, a really spectacular setting. There was a real, tangible buzz to the place right from when Oliver went to collect his gown & mortar board, the style of the gowns dates back to the 15th century, the gowns for graduates (Bachelor of Engineering) were slightly different to the doctorates etc.
We met a couple of Olly's fellow graduates outside & I took a few photos you see here. Once we were in the cathedral (only two tickets per student so Laura watched on a screen in the university building nearby with the girlfriend of one of Olly's classmates) the procession of all the lecturers and Dean & Chancellor etc walked in and up to the altar. After  a couple of brief addresses they got on with the 'handshake' from the head of the engineering faculty. It was all a very slick operation, stewards got the graduates up and in line, an orator announced the names (she did particularly well  as there were some very obscure foreign names to get here mouth round!), walked forward for the handshake and back to their seats. It was a very proud moment for us!
Back outside to the general hubbub of hundreds of students and their families etc, we'd asked Oliver to get a couple of official photos so it was off to another block for this. Again a very well run  operation to get everyone photoed. There was about six photographers working at once. This done, including a nice group shot we'd added, Oliver got rid of his gown and we repaired to The Drapers for a much needed libation.
That was the end of the official bit, we both know Oliver only really did it for us & we're really pleased he did but he did say he enjoyed the day as well. He has worked incredibly hard to get a very good First in his degree  and I think the official recognition of this ceremony is very fitting. We are very very proud of Oliver & what he has achieved.
Lounged back at the hotel for a while (Ibis, very near town centre) met in the bar for a pre curry bevy then off for a very decent meal. Made it back, not very late, I think we were all knackered! A last drink at the bar was abit farcical due to the bar maids very little grasp of English, but as they forgot to charge us I'll let them off for that!
I was up quite early and went for a walk back to the cathedral area, It was pretty well empty, you'd never have known all the congrats and mortar board flinging of the previous day had ever taken place. The burnt out remains of the medieval cathedral stand next to the modern rebuilt one of yesterdays ceremony. There is alot of history in Coventry but much was obliterated during the bombing of the Second World War particularly in 1940. I took afew photos you'll see here. We had a great time, it was a fine ceremony.

Making our way towards the cathedral.















Out of sequence this is Olly & Laura going into The Drapers after the event

Our first glimpse of Olly in his Graduation finery







Olly & Will


Procession of Lecturers etc



The 'handshake.' He's in there somewhere!




The procession leaves.



































Lady Godiva, well known Coventry resident and nude lady.

An interesting memorial I walked past that I first thought was a war memorial, it actually remembers eleven people executed here in the time of Henry VIII for reasons of 'conscience.'  Probably worth further investigation.





  

Sunday, 11 November 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 11am. Hostilities ceased.

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 11am. Hostilities ceased.: That is the simple sentence in the war diary of the 16th Bn The Royal Warwickshire Regiment that ended the Great War. My Grandfather, Priv...

11am. Hostilities ceased.

That is the simple sentence in the war diary of the 16th Bn The Royal Warwickshire Regiment that ended the Great War.
My Grandfather, Private William Morgan had got through it though he had been wounded. He'd served as a cavalryman in the 1st (Kings) Dragoon Guards from 1908  to 1914 in India, they mobilized immediately along with the other regiments of the Lucknow Cavalry Brigade. Together with the Salkot and Mhow Brigades they formed the 1st Indian Cavalry Division, later renamed the 4th Cavalry Division.  
In mid 1917 when the KDG's were ordered back to India my Grandfather was inexplicably compulsorily transferred to the 15th Bn The Royal Warwickshire Regiment, an infantry regiment, the battalion later disbanded in the re-organisation of the army in 1918, he was transferred to the 16th battalion.  He'd seen action on the Western Front and the Italian Front and was with the Army of Occupation in Germany. He was demobbed in 1920.
 In later life when his children asked him about the war his stock answer was 'You don't want to know about that.' He spoke a little of his days in India which it would seem he enjoyed but nothing of war service, he told his sons never to volunteer for anything. He was an honorary member of The Old Contemptibles, the association for troops that were part of the British Expeditionary Force that went straight out to France on the outbreak of war, his regiment, although in France in November  1914 was part of the Indian Expeditionary Force, hence his honorary  membership, he was also in the Royal British Legion.
My other Grandad served in the 2nd Bn The Middlesex Regiment from 29th August 1914 until March 1918 when he was invalided out of the army, he too was in the thick of the action taking part and surviving the first day of the battle of the Somme and Neuve Chapelle, he won the Military Medal for bravery in October 1916 at Ancre part of the Somme campaign. I remember having two brief conversations with his about his army days but he didn't go into detail. So there you have it, the Great War was over. Now to survive the peace.  
My Grandfather top right wearing the cap badge of the Royal Warwickshire Regiment, dates photo between 1917 & 1920.His friends are from the Australian Imperial Force, Dorsetshire Regiment & the Royal Navy.

My Grandfather top row, middle wearing the full dress uniform of the 1st (Kings) Dragoon Guards. Probably taken December 1911 in Deli, India.

16/Royal Warwick's war diary detailing 11th November 1918.






Monday, 5 November 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 5th November 1918

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 5th November 1918: The Great War lumbers to its close, still taking lives. The 16th Royal Warwick's are in reserve with the rest of the 13th Brigade as an...

5th November 1918

The Great War lumbers to its close, still taking lives. The 16th Royal Warwick's are in reserve with the rest of the 13th Brigade as another attack goes in. Men are still being killed, but not it seems of my Grandads battalion.
You'll see from their war diary here the 5th November was one of  movement in bad weather and probably frustration.  They were in Northern France not from the Belgium border.



Friday, 2 November 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Berlin Wall

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Berlin Wall: We keep our eggs in a ceramic rumtopf thing. We have used it for Rumtopf, basically you get a load of soft fruit, bung in the same amount o...

Berlin Wall

We keep our eggs in a ceramic rumtopf thing. We have used it for Rumtopf, basically you get a load of soft fruit, bung in the same amount of sugar & liberally sous with booze ( me on an average Saturday night :) ) leave until Christmas......then find all the fruit tastes like prunes, good if you like prunes which I do! Then, as Gary & I found out, add the liquor to champagne and its bloody marvellous!
I'd used the last two eggs in my egg fried rice I made as part of our dinner. A stir fry that I have to say passed muster. Later I washed up the rumtopf thing  and turning it over to dry out ,noticed that written underneath were the words 'W.Germany.'
This instantly dates it to 1989 or before as that's when the Berlin Wall came down and East & West Germany were reunited. See! There was a reason why I called this blog 'Berlin Wall.'
 I well remember the news being alight with what was happening in Berlin, & not before time. Families were split by this wall & many died trying to get across from the Eastern sector, the East & the then USSR have a lot to answer for, and it appears in many ways little has changed!
It's around that time that the Rumanian president  Nicolae Ceausescu and his tyrant wife were killed by their own people in an uprising. The funny thing is , I recall a few years before myself and a friend (Alan P Smith) went up to London to see the full panoply of the State Visit for the a for said mentioned tyrant &  spouse!  Foot Guards and Household Cavalry abounded for this bloke who was no more than a gangster & who had his own people killed for very little reason. I've got photos , well slides ( dates me doesn't it!) of the procession so nothing I can blog, but it makes me think how could the UK have invited this monster  with all pomp & ceremony and know what he was? Surely the Secret Service would have known. This is all because an old ceramic rumtopf thing sparked a memory, & where exactly is Alan P Smith these days?


Wednesday, 31 October 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Resting place of an ancestor

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Resting place of an ancestor: I happened to be in the Willesden area today & it occurred to me that one of my Great Grandfathers was buried in Paddington Cemetery wh...

Resting place of an ancestor

I happened to be in the Willesden area today & it occurred to me that one of my Great Grandfathers was buried in Paddington Cemetery which confusingly is in Willesden. George Henry Small died on 23rd February 1917 and was buried here on 2nd March 1917 aged but 49 years.
There's a story, told to me by my Dad, attached to his demise.
He was a coach painter & was working at the Royal Mews in Buckingham Palace (more of that later), my Gran (his daughter)  used to take him his lunch but one day she either forgot or for some reason couldn't get there so he returned to Paddington where they lived and got run over by a bus on the way home, from which he died. However I have a copy of his death certificate and that has no mention of being knocked down, cause of death is recorded as 'carcinoma of the stomach and exhaustion.'. So stomach cancer killed him. I have learnt that in genealogy it is dangerous not to note all family stories & indeed tittle tattle as there maybe a grain of truth buried there somewhere.  I thought it may just be that later, after he'd been run over he complained of stomach problems leading to cancer and his family blamed these on the accident. I'll never have a satisfactory answer to this of course though I haven't checked the local papers of the time to see whether an accident is noted. I'll add it to my 'to do' list.
The gates photoed must have been the same entrance that his funeral cortege would have gone through, I presume a horse drawn hearse. It seems a long way from Paddington where they lived but there wasn't a nearer cemetery, it would seem they were not at all wealthy  on the electoral roll George, his wife Annie and their six children lived in two rooms at 28 Church Street. In 1906 they were paying 7shillings a week rent.
He is buried in a common grave in section 3e. This is pretty well a paupers grave, the bodies being buried up to ten deep ( must have been one hell of a hole!) and there is no headstone. The cemetery has been neglected, the gate houses either side of the entrance seem to have been sold off and the chapel in the middle, where I expect my Great Grandfather would have had his funeral service, has gone to rack and ruin, as you can see from the photos it is surrounded by fencing, I can only hope the authorities intend to renovate at some stage.
I don't know much about George really and have no photos of him but I can tell you he was born in 1867  in Marylebone, I haven't found his baptism yet so his age is worked out from census returns. He was the sixth of eight children to William George & Sarah Elizabeth Small (nee Hutchins), they were both born in Salisbury, Wiltshire and moved to London somewhere between  1854 and 1861 where they lived at 24 Exeter Street, two of their six children were born in Wiltshire, the rest in London, the Marylebone area which later gets called Paddington.  William is noted as a coach painter on all the census returns and George followed him doing the same job. Buckingham Palace didn't employ coach painters, they employed outside companies so he must have worked for one of them. I have a list of companies used but so far I haven't found out which one he may have worked for.
George married Annie Eliza Cunningham on 23rd December 1888 at the parish Church of St Marylebone, they lived at 31 Exeter Street to start with. They had eight children in total,two of them dying very young, my Grandmother being the fifth born. How they'd have got on once George was dead I do not know. My Gran would have been 16 so I expect, along with her sisters & brother contributed to the family coffers.
I would think my Dad was named after him as he too was George Henry. He always hated both his names but said he reckoned his parents thought no further than the name of the King for him, you'd have thought they may have told him he was named after his Grandfather.







Views of area 3E  where George Henry Small is buried 

Area 3E

Area 3E

Memorial to all buried in unmarked graves.

Saturday, 27 October 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Poppies

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Poppies: We went to the stunning 'Poppy Fields' instillation at St Albans Cathedral last night. Have to say that as you entered the cathedra...

Poppies

We went to the stunning 'Poppy Fields' instillation at St Albans Cathedral last night. Have to say that as you entered the cathedral it almost took your breath away as wherever you looked there was poppies. It was accompanied with music, quite ethereal music by David Harper Msc.It was awesome and strangely emotional as well.  You know what I'm like particularly remembering the dead of the world wars, with their ages being that of our children and younger it is always sad.
 Further round the cathedral  you pass the book of remembrance to the Hertfordshire Regiment festooned with poppies and above are the Colours of the regiment, which of course carry battle honours from the Great War, further still there is a continuous list of names of those who served over the past 100 years. I'd be interested to know how this list was compiled, as it's only just occurred to me that my Dad's name should be there and many of our ancestors who took part in the Great War, I'll have to try & find out, and then information panels on the war memorials all round St Albans & those who fell.
 There is a video featuring the actor Eddie Redmayne ( star of the adaption of 'Bird Song' a couple of years ago, all about a young subaltern  on the Western Front) reciting war poems, then falling leaves, not too sure what they represent, and finally quite a gruesome  (I thought) sculpture of a blindfolded head entitled 'The pity of war.'
A unique tribute I am pleased I saw. We repaired to the pub after, first the Slug & Lettuce. Not only was this pub full of 12 year olds (it appeared!) but the music was so bloody loud we were unable to hold any sort of conversation, look, I'm not an old git & I can certainly 'do' loud, I still go to heavy metal gigs for gawds sake, but it was no point staying there, so we walked on to The Waterend Barn, a Wetherspoons as it happens which was much better, though my choice of beer wasn't , a pint of 'Old Man,'  I think Gary thought I was winding him up when I told him what it was called! which was far darker than I like & tasted like cough mixture, it got better though with a good old Tring Brewery beer, 'Pale Four.' Cathie kindly drove us this evening so slummed it on lemonade & tea, Gary on lager & Tara on Bacardi & coke.
It was a really good evening , in the best company and a moving tribute to the Great War.












Wednesday, 24 October 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 24th October 1918

An idiots guide to an Idiot: 24th October 1918: The  Great War had but 18 days left to run yet men were still being killed.  Of all the futile waste of the war these deaths must surely r...

24th October 1918

The  Great War had but 18 days left to run yet men were still being killed.
 Of all the futile waste of the war these deaths must surely rank amongst the most futile. The 16th/Royal Warwickshire's, the battalion in which my Grandad now served, had been in the trenches since the 12th October and had passed through such areas as 'sunken road' later made famous in photos etc, they were around the village of Viesly and on the 20th withdrew to Bethencourt. The action they had been involved in won the congratulations of the General Officer Commanding the 5th Division  Major General J Ponsonby. The casualty figures for October 1918, the last full month of the war were:
Killed
2 Officers
16 Other Ranks
Wounded
3 Officers
71 Other Ranks
Missing
8 Other Ranks
NYD* (Gas)
16 Other Ranks
Of course it's unknown whether any of the wounded subsequently died or what extent their wounds were. The still very class conscious age named all officers in the diaries but NCO's and men were just referred to as the all encompassing 'Other Ranks.' A point which still annoys me, even after all the war diaries I have read, why should a captain's name be more note worthy than that of a corporal?  
The battalion was now at Caudry and on todays date the entry just reads:
A & D Coys** on range. Company training.

 *Not Yet Diagnosed.
** Company (approx 120 men though less towards the end of the war)






Sunday, 21 October 2018

An idiots guide to an Idiot: A pleasant Suday walk

An idiots guide to an Idiot: A pleasant Suday walk: We met Paul & Kate today for a walk over in Sarratt, Holy Cross Church there is where Tara Grandparents and Aunt are buried, there'...

A pleasant Suday walk

We met Paul & Kate today for a walk over in Sarratt, Holy Cross Church there is where Tara Grandparents and Aunt are buried, there's a very nice pub opposite as well. Tara is convinced her Grandad planned this specially as he liked a pub lunch.
The weather  was glorious today, hard to believe it's nearly November! Had a nice walk with Ida as well and also our dog guest for a couple of days, Slade. You forget how big cows are until you have to walk through a herd of them don't you?  This was the case half way round our walk, they were all quite docile and moved eventually, not sure how Alec would have got on though!
Back The Cock Inn for dinner. It caters for gluten free dishes so T had a Nut Roast, Paul & Kate had Roast beef and I had chicken and leek pie washed down with a pint of Badger Brewery's best bitter. All delicious, we've eaten here before and will eat here again. Some of the conversation  today was that of Paul & Kates impending nuptials  next October in the Lake District , an area they both love, so we're looking forward to that.

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Spamalot

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Spamalot: Tara's Birthday treat from her Mum was tickets to see Spamalot despite telling her Mum that she's not a big Monty Python fan......P...

Spamalot

Tara's Birthday treat from her Mum was tickets to see Spamalot despite telling her Mum that she's not a big Monty Python fan......Parents!
It was put on by the Dunstable Musical Theatre Company, at the Grove Theatre in Dunstable and what a brilliant performance it was! Initially I thought the West End production was on tour but not so, so they must have released the rights or whatever to allow amateur groups to produce it, though to call the DMTC an amateur group makes them sound second rate and they certainly weren't that!
It was a very slick and polished performance and was a hoot from beginning to end, the cast obviously enjoyed themselves too. This stage version of  the film of Monty Python and the Holy Grail has other bits of Python shoehorned in, 'Always look on the bright side of life' is in it even though it was from The Life of Brian and of course its adapted to make it work on stage. Its very funny and well worth seeing, and Tara? She thoroughly enjoyed the show. I should also say that Ella & Julian treated us to dinner at the Gary Cooper before the performance which was really nice & a couple of beers naturally!
As you aren't allowed, or at least not supposed to take photos of the performance here's a photo of the intermission!
 

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Gig

An idiots guide to an Idiot: Gig: The last gig we've got booked this year was a brilliant one! A few of us going as well, our great friends, Kevin, Gary & Cathie, sh...