Remembrance Sunday – the sermon given by Rev Andy Bowden on 13 Novermber 2011

Please click here for the sermon given by Rev Andy Bowden on Sunday 13 November 2011  13-11-11 Remembrance Sunday

Photos of the Remembrance Service @ Weaverthorpe Memorial on 13 Nov 2011

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Our thanks to John Wane for the photos

Remembering everyone

 

 

World War 1 Soldiers Remembered – Luttons

Please follow the link to find out about the following soldiers killed in World War One WW1 Luttons291009

The soldiers are:

Private FRED BARON

Gunner E PORRITT

Private HENRY HARRISON

Lance Corporal ALBERT MALLORY

TOM WILSON (unknown but still remembered)



Spying on the Germans from our villages

A short while ago I posted an article on the website about Luttons being used as a listening post.  I have received this e-mail from Stan Ames of Harpenden in Hertfordshire.

 

Dear Rachel
 
I have just found your posting on the Weatherthorpe site. Thanks very much for posting the request for information.
 
The station was installed in 1942 by Post Office Engineers on behalf of a secret organisation called the Radio Security Service.  They initially worked with MI5 to track down German spies in Britain but they were usually rounded up very quickly and, as time went by, the df radio stations spent most of their time listening to the German secret service transmitting to their agents around Europe.  This was when MI6 took over and they were able to tap into the very highest levels of German communications.
 
The underground station was a new type and only three were installed. The operator sat in a metal tank just below ground and operated a rotating aerial system directly above. Unfortunately it was found to have problems and was only used for about 6 months between summer 1942 and possibly early 1943.  Some were converted to a different system but I’m not certain that was the case with the one at Weaverthorpe.
 
While it was in operation there would have been GPO and possibly MI6 radio operators billeted in the village and I think this may have been where Holly House in Lutton came in. The station would have had its own telephone line and its quite likely that some GPO engineers would have been staying locally to service the equipment. It was located in a field on the east side of the lane that runs south about 1/2 mile from the village. The farmer would have been aware of the installation and after the war the large metal tank would have been left behind. I have attached a photo of a similar tank dug up by the farmer in Caithness. Also attached is a photo of an operator working inside one of the tanks.
 
If you wish, I would be very pleased to write a short article for your Parish Magazine, it may prompt some memories from local people.
 
Once again, sorry for the delay in responding.
 
Regards
 
Stan Ames
Harpenden, Herts

FIRST WORLD WAR SOLDIER – Private Alfred Shepherd

 

 

Private ALFRED SHEPHERD of the Yorkshire Regiment 4th Btn Died 29 October 1917 and is remembered on the Tyne Cot Memorial Belgium and Olivers Mount Memorial in Scarborough. He was the son of Robert and Charlotte Shepherd and on the 1901 census he was aged 14 and a ploughboy at Mount Rose Farm Weaverthorpe. Later he lived at East Heslerton and enlisted at Scarborough. As Alfred and five of his siblings and Robert his father and five of his siblings were born in the village it would be appropriate to have Albert added to the War Memorial in Weaverthorpe. His Grandfather moved there in 1835. If you have any further information about Alfred or his family please contact Linda Ellis 01262 604415 and if there are any objections to himbeing added to the War Memorial at Weaverthorpe please contact Jeff House, Parish Council Clerk on 07540 919584. 

Royal British Legion – Great Poppy Party Weekend

I have been asked by the Clerk to the Weaverthorpe Parish Council to post a letter from the Royal British Legion on the website.  Follow the link to find the Great Poppy Party Weekend

Did you know this about Garrowby Hill?

Did you know that there is a memorial on Garrowby Hill that commemorates the fatal crash that took place on 7 February 1944 – a bomber plane crashed on to a milk lorry which was driving up Garrowby Hill.  Have a look at this link to find out more about the Memorial on Garrowby Hill

The following article is from the 7february1944.co.uk website. It is written by Alun Emlyn-Jones, Bomb Aimer.

Garrowby Hill is in Yorkshire but the story of the fatal crash there starts near Oxford at the village of Stanton Harcourt. On that airfield was an Operational Training Unit and there my crew of five flew two-engined Whitley Bombers. During this and in their spare time we were welded together in a strong friendship. Aircrew members tended to feel like an extended family and we certainly did. During our time there, we won the shield for the best night bombing.

The course completed, we moved on to a Heavy Conversion Unit at RAF Rufforth, near York. Learning to fly the four engined Halifax Bomber on what we hoped to complete a tour of 30 operations, together, over enemy territory. The Halifax has a crew of seven, so two more members joined our family.

That winter of 1943/44 was a hard one and it was in snow that I rolled one night, as the pain of an erupting appendix gripped me. I went on weekends leave whilst our Medical Officer decided whether my appendix should be removed. I went home to Cardiff by train. Whilst waiting for a connection at Gloucester, I had another severe attack and on arrival at Cardiff was taken into a nursing home where my appendix was removed. It was 1st February 1944 – my 21st birthday. I wrote to Stan Bright, my pilot, saying that I hoped my absence would not mean that they had to find another Bomb Aimer. He replied reassuringly that the weather had clamped, they were flying only occasionally and I could catch up on the training when I returned in 3 weeks.

On the 7th February they went up in that clamped. weather. In cloud they would have not have known where they were precisely. It would have been natural to descend below the cloud level to get their bearings. They were not to know that the 838 feet of Garrowby Hill was between them and the flatlands. So they struck the road that follows the top of the hill, hitting a lorry that was using it. It was a glancing blow, the aircraft disintegrated and everyone died. The instructor who had completed a tour of operations had been gazetted with the Distinguished Flying Cross shortly before this final flight.

I thought about them often and in 1996 set up a memorial at the point of impact. I received great support in this endeavour and 92 people attended the unveiling, all associated in some way with that tragic event. The RAF gave us a fly past. Now each year on Armistice Sunday as many as can gather on that site and remember those young men, two of whom were still in their teens, and the lorry driver. After the crash I was a Bomb Aimer without a crew. A crew whose Bomb Aimer had been killed adopted me and I felt very fortunate to complete a tour with them at 51 squadron.

RAF Crew killed on the plane:
Flt. Sgt. STANLEY BRIGHT, Pilot Age 22
Sgt. KENNETH SMITH, Wireless operator Age 22
Sgt. JOHN FREDERICK NELSON, Engineer Age 21
F/O JOHN KINGSLEY MEYLER, Navigator Age 25
Sgt. PETER GORDON MCDONALD, Air Gunner Age 19
SGT. SIDNEY JAMES BOOKER, Air Gunner Age 19
Flt. Lt. ALFRED JOHN SHIRLEY HODSON, Pilot Instructor Age 29

Civilian
Milk Lorry Driver – Mr Arthur Wood Kirkby, aged 39, of 3 Carlton Street, Hessle Road, Hull. He worked for the London and North Eastern Railway and was a member of the Home Guard

The Peacekeeper’s Christmas – A Poem

 

This poem was written by a Peacekeeping soldier stationed overseas. Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to all of the service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities.

T’WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE, MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY, WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,

AND TO SEE JUST WHO, IN THIS HOME, DID LIVE.

 
 I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES, OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.


WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,

A SOBER THOUGHT, CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,

I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.  

THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE,

CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR, IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.  
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN  DISORDER,

NOT HOW I PICTURED, A TRUE BRITISH SOLDIER.  


WAS THIS THE HERO, OF WHOM I’D JUST READ?

CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED?  
I REALISED THE FAMILIES, THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,

OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS, WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.  


SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,

AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE, A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.  
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM, EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,

BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.  


I COULDN’T HELP WONDER, HOW MANY LAY ALONE,

ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE, IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.  
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT, A TEAR TO MY EYE,

I DROPPED TO MY KNEES, AND STARTED TO CRY.  


THE SOLDIER AWAKENED, AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,

“SANTA DON’T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;  
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON’T ASK FOR MORE,

MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS..”  


THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,

I COULDN’T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP.  
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL,

AND WE BOTH SHIVERED, FROM THE COLD NIGHT’S CHILL.  


I DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE, ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,

THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR,  SO WILLING TO FIGHT.  
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,

WHISPERED, “CARRY ON SANTA, IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.”  


ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,   AND TO ALL A GOOD  NIGHT.”

 

Halifax Bomber crashes at Sledmere Grange, 4 March 1945

A Halifax Mk.BIII PN347 (bomber) coded NP-X set out to undertake an operation to Kaman on March 3/4, 1945. After being diverted to Middleton St.George, they were ordered to disperse due to enemy activity. At around 0030hrs they were shot down by an Ju.88 night-fighter and crashed at Sledmere Grange killing all on board.  This was one of Operation Gisela casualties. It is believed that the aircraft responsible for shooting them down was that of Hauptman Johan Dreher 13/NJG3,which later hit a tree close to Elvington airfield and  crashed into a house killing three civilians.

All the crew on the Halifax bomber were killed.  They were:

Name Service Trade Home Town

Age

F/L Christopher Rogers  RAFVR Pilot Northampton

22

P/O Cyril Muir  RAFVR Flight Engineer Carterton,Oxfordshire

21

F/O  Douglas Harris  RAFVR Navigator Cheddar, Somerset

21

Sgt Robert  Houldey  RAFVR Bomb Aimer  

21

F/Sgt John Middleton  RAFVR W/Op/AG Twickenham

-

Sgt John Dent  RAFVR M/U Gunner Alne,Yorkshire

20

Sgt Edward Farrow  RAFVR Rear Gunner  Aldeby,Norfolk

19

Click here for a photograph of all the crew

More information on Flight Sergeant Middleton can be found at http://www.bombercrew.com/158/middleton.htm, while information on Sergeant Farrow can be found on the Aldeby War Memorial Roll of Honour Site in the WW2 section

If you have any information on the rest of the crew, please let us know.