Joseph Syddall

I visited Chesterfield Museum yesterday to see the work of Joseph Syddall. There is a display of his work and for anyone who hasn’t heard of him he came from Old Whittington and he designed the War Memorial  on Church Street at Old Whittington.

There were two reasons for my visit, I wanted to find out more about his work but also  I  had been advised there was a pencil drawing there of his design. I have taken some pictures, and have also bought some postcards depicting some of his paintings all of which will go on the website oldwhittingtonops.com in the next few days.

Thanks Anne Marie Knowles for letting me know about the exhibition and for anyone passing the Museum I would recommend popping in for a look!

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Photograph courtesy of Chesterfield Museum

Self portrait of Joseph Syddall as exhibited at The Royal Academy 1898.

HORACE LEWIS

I have just completed my research into Horace’s story.  Sadly he died during the 3rd Ypres offensive (what we all now know as  Passchendaele) on 26th September 1917, most probably at the Battle of Polygon Wood.  He was 19 years old.

If anyone is descended from Horace and would like to contribute any family stories or photographs please contact me.

 

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WE REMEMBER IN MAY

The following men who died in WW1 during May and are remembered on Old Whittington and The Brushes War Memorial.

Edwin Hewkin            3rd  May 1917

Abraham Fearn         8th   May 1916

John Smedley              13th May 1916

Archibald H Gill         23rd May 1918

Harold S Green           25th May 1918

Ernest Gilberthorpe  27th May 1918

Fred Mitchell               30th May 1918

 

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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

By John McCrae, May 1915

 

 

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