Beardo
Thank you for your post. I would be very interested in his tales.
TR
Hi Terry - sorry for taking so long to reply been very busy and away a lot. I recently read the book 'Men of 18 in 1918' - gave me a much better feel for what the times were like when my grandfather served.
He was a quiet man and as such I think found the army a tough place, I remember him telling me about the Sgt in the unit he was in (think there were 4 or 5 of them to the motar)- and if you did not get on with him then life was unpleasant and no chance of promotion.
he was wounded only once - when under cover of darkness they went into no mans land to prepare to lay down a smoke screen for the infantry who wree attacking the next day - in the dark he fell inot a shell hole and knocked himself out! Came to and waited till the attack took place , hoped they were successful and then made his way back to a dressing station.
he did mention many times they fired gas shells , mustrad , phosgene being the ones he mentioned the most. They also used to send over shrapnel bombs , filed with bits of metal , glass whatever they could lay their hands on.
He did say that by aug/ sept 1918 they were taking massive amounts of territory - sometimes a cple miles in an action - guess this was near the end for the germans.....
He cpmplained amny times of the lice they had, and how they would get into the folds and seams of the blankets, a lighter was the best way to kill them he said. All thru his time over in France/Belgium he got food parcels from the firm he worked for before joining up - Brown Bailey- which was a steel works in Sheffield.
On armistoice day he was on leave in Paris , got very drunk on a mix of chepa white wine and benedictine!, nearly fell off an army lorry going up the champs elysee!
When the war ended his pal Harry Johnson was demobbed immediatly as Sheffied Utd wanted him back to play footabll...My grandad was in Belgium till Apr 1919, helping supervise German POW's in road reconstruction. They were nearly always short of food and scrounged form local farmers...he did tel; me of one time some of his mates took a lewis gun to a nearby pond to shoot ducks (on the water - not very sporting) for extra food ..by accident they shot a chinese labourer, buried him on the side of the road- I was appalled at this ..my grandads reply was that he wasnt there when it happend, and anyways after seeing so many men killed , one more made little difference - guess in terms of the times that is a normal response appeared shocking to me....
Overall he viewed the time at war as totally futile, a waste of time effort and men...tho having said that he would not buy anything german or japanses till the day he died....
In WW2 he was a sgt in the home guard in Stockport - one of Dads Army I suppose....think quite a few men that survivied WW1 but were too old to fight underttook these roles....
While I think of it his army number was 33151 (I think tho there may be a gigit missing)......
When I can I hope to get to the RE Museum to have a look thru - tho now I live in NZ that will be a bit harder.....
Hope this has been of some interest.....I was very close to my Grandfather - he was an amazing man, very very single minded, bright , but a bit hard at times, if u got 90% in an exam he wanted to know what was wrong with 100!...one of his favourite quotes was ' if a job is worth doing it is worth doing well'....
Cheers for now
Tony
ps enjoy very much the forum and all the stories it contains..