Friday, 19 April 2013

Plympton St Maurice, War Memorial, Devon


In Grateful Memory of the Men of
PLYMPTON St MAURICE.
Who died for their Fellow-Men in the War
1939 – 1945

“Greater Lover hath no Man than this”


ANDERSON, E. M
BAKER, E. W
BEAVER, S. C
BEAVER, F. W
BOWER, W. J. S
BURNETT, R. A. C
CAWSE, W. C
DOYLE, A. E
HEAT, J. C. S
JANE, F. E
PARSONS, H
PULLEN, J
REVELL, K. S
ROBERTS, A. C
ROWSE, E. R. S
SANDOVER, R. W
SARAH, A. H
TREDUNING, A
WAKEFIELD, J. A
WEBBER, C
WINZER, C. S. A
WILLCOCKS, E. S. C

Transcribed by J Goucher July 2002, Photographed S Goucher July 2002

Plympton St Maurice,Devon War Memorial


In Grateful Memory of the Men of
PLYMPTON St MAURICE.
Who laid down their lives in the Great War
For Freedom & Justice
1914 – 1918

“They shall be had in Everlasting Remembrance”


BULLER, H. C
CHARLICK, J. A
CUMMING, L. C
CUDMORE, A
FARNELL, M
FOLLEY, A. W
GARDINER, J
GODDEN, W. D
GORMAN, H. J
GRATTAN, J
HAMBLY, W. R
HAMMICK, E. L
HAMMICK, E
HAWKEN, A. C
HAYMAN, P. M
HELLINGS, F. W
HORTON, W. H
HOSKIN, F
HUNT, W. H
HURRELL, P.S.B
KENSHOLE, T. C
LAVIS, J. W
LEE, A
LEWIS, E. V
MARSHALL, E. W. S
NEWSON, A. J
PEARCE, H
PILLACE, E
RABLEY, A. E
ROBERTS, J. T
ROBERTS, W. B
ROBINSON, W. H
SEYMOUR, W. P
SHEPHEARD, R. A
SOPER, E. F
SPURR, F. J
STEPHENS, F .J
TRISCOTT, P. C
WEBBER, C

Transcribed by J Goucher July 2002, Photographed S Goucher July 2002

Thursday, 18 April 2013

War Memorial, All Saints Church, West Alvington, Devon


First World War

Fredrick BOWDEN  RAF
James Mercer KNOWLES  Royal Navy
Roy LOWDEN  Pioneers
Harry James MORGAN  RAF
Geoffrey Sturbridge STEER  RAF

Second World War
William Edward STEPHENS  DWR
Edric Henry CLOPE  RGA
Charles Bedford DISTIN  Royal Navy
 John Aubrey FROUDE  Royal Navy
  Reginald George HARVEY  Royal Navy
George HAYNES  Devons
Herbert Thomas HILL  Devons
Albert John JEFFERY  Devons
Herbert Harold Owen MATTHEWS  Canadian
Ernest James MOORE  Devons
Francis Edwin PEARCE  RFC
Percival Henry Gillard RHYMES  Essex
Charley Norman RICH  RFC
Alfred Dorian Meyers RICHARDS  Devons
Albert ROWE  Devons
James STEPHENS  RE
James STONE  Devons
John Harold TAYLOR  RGA
William Horniman BALKWILL  Wilts


Transcribed by J Goucher 1996 - 2002.

Monday, 1 April 2013

Salcombe Lifeboat Disaster

Thirteen men lost their lives in the Salcombe Life Boat Disaster of 27th October 1916

CANHAM, James A
COOK, J. Ashley
COVE, James H
CUDD, John A
DISTIN, Albert
DISTIN, Samuel M
FOALE, Peter H
FOALE, Peter H
FOALE, William J
LAMBLE, William W
PUTT, Thomas
WOOD, Albert E

Transcribed August 2002

Thursday, 7 March 2013

Cemeteries of the Future…….

Taphophilia is defined as a passion for and enjoyment of cemeteries[1]. It is sad to say, that not everyone enjoys exploring cemeteries or the ponderings of the lives of those that were interned. It is even sadder to say that not everyone believes that cemeteries are a place where we can pay our respects to the dead and thank them for the contribution their life made, no matter how small or big that contribution was.

Frightening isn’t it?

Even more frightening is the contemplation that cemeteries are being defiled. I do not mean by vandals, or youngsters with no respect or understanding of respect, but by community officials.

It is happening, the world over and ultimately driven by money. What society puts money and profit before respect? That for me is one of my personal values.

Last week, I became aware of the plight of a series of cemeteries in Australia, that are facing decimation, not by vandals, but as I have described by an attempt to save money. These are the graves of, not just the pioneers of Australia, but of the people that shaped Australia into being the nation it is today.  As it stands, Australia is only 225 years old in its colonised format.

A fellow genealogist, Catherine who writes at Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie had already experienced a similar issue in South Australia and was delighted when the South Australia Burial and Cremation Bill had passed it’s second reading in the House of Assembly and was due a further debate in early March, ironically on the day I am writing this article. In reality as I type this in England on Tuesday morning the debate as already been heard in Australia.

So at this point all was looking pretty good, the people who sit at the heart of the Australian Government were listening. Then it became apparent that whilst in South Australia they were listening they were not in other parts of Australia.

On the blog That Moment in Time, written by Chris was a posting just last week of the shameless desecration of the Karraketta Cemetery in Western Australia. You can read that heartbreaking post HERE.

So what can we do?

There is a petition lobbying the Labour Party of Western Australia to bring an end to the clearing of the cemeteries in this region. You can sign the petition HERE. This petition can be signed by anyone, anywhere in the world, whether or not you have ancestors in this region. Indeed I have signed it from my home in England. As far as I know I have no family members buried in this particular cemetery.

Remember, this may not be in your particular backyard, or at least not this time.

There is a very active Face Book page called Saving Graves - WA which exists to support the petition. It has photographs, current news and press cuttings.  Indeed, the group is very passionate and quite rightly so. Craig Hyde, Media Advisor for Saving Graves WA has written very passionately about the situation and I urge you to read his post HERE

There is also a link to a file detailing all the graves recorded with the Commonwealth War Graves Commission that are to be removed. Haven’t those already named on those headstones already paid the ultimate price?

Press Release of Saving Graves WA

Furthermore, it became apparent through the reading that I undertook for this article that “some graves were to be preserved for significant historical or architectural reasons”[2] Disgraceful, that even in death we are not equal.

The genealogy community is a big one and through the advancement of social media we, as a body of genealogists and family historians have a much stronger voice. One that needs to be heard, and indeed should be heard.

Whilst this may seem someone else’s problem it is not. The very moment a community displays this level of disrespect and it remains unchallenged then we as a group of genealogists, historians and family members are sending the signal that it is perfectly OK to show this level of disrespect to the generations that went before us. We must therefore stand together, united as previous generations did at battle and demand that our ancestor’s final resting place remains undisturbed

So, please get involved, support our fellow citizens.

I shall close with a poem, written by Chris of That Moment in Time, as this simply says it all.

GRANDMA'S FOUNDATION

I went to visit Grandma
Her stone it wasn’t there
I thought I made an error
But I did look everywhere
It was then I noticed rubble
Right against the fence
And a dumpster full of rubbish
It really was quite dense.
Then I saw my Grandma’s name
As if she was calling me
“Please help me darling granddaughter
Will you please help me be free
For crushing is the next step
Road base they say they need
  I suspect that that is just a cover up
It all comes down to greed.
The land here’s rather valuable
I heard the workmen say
My lovely stone you saved for
Will be destroyed today.”
© Crissouli - 2013

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[1] Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taphophilia
[2] Quote from Steve James, Client Relations Consultant for the Western Australia Metropolitan Cemetery Board, Published in the “Subiaco Post on 1st May 2006.

Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Saving Graves WA (Western Australia)

Part of the post that was initially here has been removed for legal reasons. - Grave Encounters
To contact Saving Graves WA, please email at Sandra Playle fedelmar@hotmail.com if you have further questions or require further. 
Last of all I would like to share a poem that has been provided by a former member of the Saving Graves WA team. The author unknown but poignant all the same; 
Your tombstone stands among the rest,  Neglected and alone. The name and the date are chiselled out, On polished, marbled stone.
 
It reaches out to all who cares, It is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist, You died and I was born.
 
Yet each of us are cells of you, In flesh, in blood, in bone. Our blood contracts and beats a pulseEntirely not our own.
 
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled, One hundred years ago, Spreads out among,  the ones you left. Who would have loved you so?
 
I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew That someday I would find this spot, And come to visit you.
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Saturday, 2 March 2013

War Grave - Harry Trimming


Name: Harry Trimming
Nationality: United Kingdom
Rank: Private
Regiment/Service: Royal Army Service Corps
Unit Text: M.T.
Age: 42
Date of Death: 10/01/1919
Service No: M2/045734
Additional information: Son of Harry Trimming, of Alton, Hants; husband of Isabella Trimming, of Meadow Cottage, Suffield Lane, Puttenham, Guildford.
Casualty Type: Commonwealth War Dead
Grave/Memorial Reference: Near East boundary.
Memorial Location: St Laurence Churchyard, Seale

Friday, 1 March 2013

Wanborough Surrey War Memorial

Situated just inside the Church

1914 – 1919
BICKNELL, Frank            The Queens Regiment
CHENNELL, Bertie          Royal Fusiliers
CHENNELL, Ernest          H M S Aboukir
HARDING, Henry J        The Queens Regiment
HATCH, Owen W             Royal Fusiliers
HAWKES, John E            Hampshire Regiment
HEDGER, William J         Royal Fusiliers
NORMAN, Frederick E    The Buffs
REVELL, David                The Queens Regiment
SAUNDERS, Arthur        H M S Hampshire
SAUNDERS, William       H M S Formidable


1939 – 1945
CHENNELL, W B       R. N. S. S. Belcrest
PERKINS, A C           R. A. S. C. 


Friday, 25 January 2013

History Hare – Dartmoor Tales

As I write this Devon has been hit by snow. There has been about 6 inches or so in Princetown and because of the wind there have been some drifts.

A historic settlement grew at the heart of Dartmoor because of the famous prison to be built there. The foundation stone was laid in 1806 and was initially built to enable Plymouth to cope with the influx of prisoners captured during the Napoleonic Wars. The population further increased by those Americans captured during the War of 1812. In 1814 the prison closed during a period of peace and it was in 1850 when it reopened as the prison we know today.

Just along the road is the Church of St Michaels. Now a redundant Church in the loving care of the, The Churches Conservation Trust. It has also been granted by English Heritage as a listed building.


Inside the lovely stain glass windows came alive as the sun hit the glass. A true contrast for how the church looks today in snow beaten Devon.


I walked around the church, looking at the memorials, the font and pews and contemplated how many people had stood round the font as a newborn was baptised or sat on the pews, probably at the same spot for many years.
My attention turned to the churchyard.


And then to the uniformed row of stones situated at the back of the churchyard


The church dates from 1812 when permission for its construction was given the Lord Commissioners for the Admiralty. The labour force for this undertaking was those prisoners who had captured during the Napoleonic Wars and later those from the American War. It is the only church in England to have been built by Prisoners of War. 

During this period as can be expected some of the prisoners died and these are a series of headstones that relate to some of them. Data is scanty, apart from 200 years of weathering, and the climate on the moor is challenging, we also have to remember the ability to have collated records during this period and then retained and maintained them.

Here is one of the headstones close up. The inscription reads "E.M. 10.3.14"
I hope you have enjoyed this wee wander around Dartmoor. If you do get chance to stop in the area do, but be prepared for inclement weather regardless of the time of year. However cold, wet and miserable it is now in our 21st Century homes, cast your mind to consider the hardships and endurance of the former convicts of Dartmoor.

Photographs taken by Julie @ Anglers Rest 1st April 2012



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Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Happy Birthday Grave Encounters!

To Grave Encounters - 2 years old today!

I can not believe that this blog has been in existence for 2 years. Thanks to everyone who stops by and comments, your comments are appreciated.

Following our Australia trip last year we have lots more photos to share, not to mention the ones we have already taken, so stay tuned!

Monday, 7 January 2013

St James Church, Teignmouth

Last week we walked our Border Terrier a slightly different route, which involved going past the church. There was a rather small and dingy note advising no dogs, but we decided to chance it and remain on the foot path, with Alf on a short lead to get to the other entrance. Alfie, was a good boy and was simply relieved to have a bit more freedom once we had exited the church grounds.

As we walked through I noticed that there were very few grave stones. There were some random tomb style graves and the rest of the headstones were again two of the back walls, two headstones deep.

I really wish the church hadn't done that, at some point in the past. A quick look and most of the stones are illegible, but I might go back through the summer and see what details I can extract. In the meantime, here are some general views.







Sunday, 4 March 2012

British War Graves Desecrated In Benghazi

Just before I headed off to bed last night I quickly checked Sky News. I was shocked and appalled to see that Second World War Graves in Benghazi, Libya have been vandalised. You can watch the report here on Sky News.

I have checked this morning on the website for the Commonwealth War Graves Commission and can not see a post in relation to this, but I am sure than one will be posted in due course. I can not help but wonder whether the headstones will be replaced. Certainly, if they are, there is a further risk of more damage. Furthermore, and more importantly, is it safe to do so? Whatever is decided, these men whose bravery and sacrifice is commemorated here deserves to be remembered in stone.

This isn't a political post. It does though, demonstrate that headstones whilst made of concrete or stone, are in fact fragile and must be preserved.

Further links to the corresponding articles are below-


I was just about to post and had a quick check of the CWGC site and am delighted to say that a post has been made about the damage and a decision taken that the graves will be repaired. Which is excellent news.

Friday, 24 February 2012

…..A long way from home

I always think it is sad to come across a gravestone of someone who passed away many miles from home. I don’t mean those who are born in one Country and live and pass away in another, I mean those to whom death occurs and is unexpected and occurs away from home.

The point of headstones is that there is a marker to indicate that behind the name and perhaps a set of dates a person existed. It is a visual spot whereby loved ones can pay their respects and mourn.

I live in the coastal town of Teignmouth on the South Devon coast of England. I have no specific reason to visit the cemetery and no one that I know is buried there. After a few years we paid a visit to the cemetery and simply wandered around. Looking at the headstones that were erected with love and now simply a testament that someone had cared enough to place a stone, but perhaps there is no one left to visit and lay flowers.

One headstone was dedicated to a Russian mariner. Teignmouth has a working port and ships regularly dock here, both now and in the past, loading and unloading their cargo. Knowing this fact I was not surprised to see such a headstone, commemorating the passing of an individual who died many miles from home. On the few occasions I have seen the grave there are no flowers left and it suddenly occurs to me that this individual passed away 100 years ago. Perhaps there are no family left who remembers this man, perhaps his name is simply a question mark in someone’s ancestry – his existence is known, but the details surrounding his death and burial place is not.

In October 2011 my husband and I visited the Island of Jersey which lies in the seas of the British Isles and yet rather confusingly is governed completely independently of the United Kingdom. The Island lies 14 miles off the coast of France. I was looking at a map as we planned the following day’s activities. In the smallest of print I spotted the following words “W.W.2 War Graves”. The next day we headed off to our planned destination by way of a detour to the park which hosted the graves mentioned.

The board of interest indicated that the grounds were given to the people of Jersey in memory of a local land owner whose son had perished in the First World War. We then followed the path to the War Graves.

There, we felt overwhelmed. In front of us lay two groups of graves. The graves represent Servicemen who died during the Second World War. Some individuals were named, others were not. These were men whose bodies were recovered during the War and were buried within the confines of the park with the respect they deserved. They were cared for in death by the population of an Island that was inhabited from 1940 by the German Army. Yet, despite those tough times, the local population wanted those individuals to be remembered. 

As we walked along the rows of headstones, reading the names the grounds man was mowing the prestige lawn. The pattern created by the mower in uniformed strips. I stopped to talk to him and asked him about the headstones. He said rather sadly, very few people come here to see them. When I asked why, he said very simply “people forget they are here and time passes by…..”

He is right, time does pass by, but we should never forget this sacrifice. The majority of these men died many miles from home and now lie in a foreign land, some from within the UK and serving in the British Armed Services, others from the United States. Only one Grave represents Islander and that is the Grave of Maurice Jay Gould who had been born in England in 1924. His birthplace meant that he was deported from the Island at the start of the Occupation. He died in Germany aged just 19 in 1943. His body was returned to the Island in 1997 and buried in this special place.



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