An incomplete tale of three Deutschmann servicemen

On a visit to the Scottish National War Memorial last year, on the trail of those Scots I have researched who are commemorated on War Memorials outwith Scotland, I spent some time in Section M. In this section you will find the Memorial Books, and Plaques recording the losses and some of the battle honours of the London, of the Liverpool, South African, Canadian and Tyneside Scottish Regiments.

Section M: The Scottish Regiments formed abroad.

The three red books at the foot of the Memorial are Regimental Rolls of Honour.  From the left they are the Roll of Honour of the London Scottish, the South African Scottish (4/SAIR) for WW1 and finally, that of the South African Scottish for WW2.

As I skimmed the pages, noting the Scottish surnames, while pondering the presence of a number of typically Dutch (Afrikaner) surnames, one entry stood out. I photographed the page, anticipating that my curiosity would take this further. Here is the entry:

DEUTSCHMANN, Herbert William, 10271 P[riva]te Missing; died France, 24/3/1918.

Served as MACONOCHIE?  There followed a ‘what the heck’ moment.  I will look into this as I work on Herbert’s blog post, once I have dug a little deeper and weighed up his adoption of an alias against the timing of his transfer to 4/SAIF  from 2/SAIF.

Deutschmann #1 is the Herbert William Deutschmann who served in the 4th South African Infantry Regiment (aka as “The South African Scottish”) as H W Maconochie.  Herbert’s father, August was baptised as August Friedrich Wilhelm Deutschmann in Gramzow, Brandenburg (Prussia) on 9 July 1858, four weeks after his birth there, on 12 June.  On 15 October 1858, his parents, with their daughter Ottilie (2) and son, August (4 months), sailed from Hamburg to East London, which they reached, after calling at Cape Town, three months later on 13 January 1859.  Two waves of German immigrants arrived in the Eastern Cape at this time. The first to arrive, in 1857, were ‘military settlers’ followed by the ‘farmers’ in 1858.  There’ll be more on this enterprising family and in time Herbert will get his own blog post. His service record offers an intriguing but still baffling clue to the choice of the surname Maconochie. I will get working on that when I have an opportunity.

Deutschmann #2 is the Deutschmann I found when I searched the CWGC website, looking for further information on Herbert William Maconochie.  And that was a bit of surprise, as he turned out to be a man serving in the German Navy, who was buried in a war grave in the United Kingdom.  This man was Werner Deutschmann, who died aged 21 on 13 July 1946.  His grave is in the Darlington West Cemetery.  Was he a POW?  What was the cause of his death?  Was it from natural causes, or of wounds, or something else?

Deutschmann #3 I found while seeking further information on Herbert Deutschmann.  I found the official South African ‘Death Notice’ for Edward William Deutschmann, formerly a Teacher’s Assistant.  It revealed that Edward had been born in Johannesburg, the son of Edward and Emma Deutschmann and died, aged 28 years and 6 months on 12 April 1918 while on active service in France.  There is a service number (13742) and the note than he was in the 2nd South African Infantry Regiment.  The names of his siblings are also recorded: Hugo, Frederick, Robert and Wilhelmina.  His case is also a puzzle because he does not appear on the CWGC list.  He is not listed on the Pozières Memorial though his death was within the given dates for that memorial, nor does he appear on the South African War Graves Project.

This post, no more than a stub, is just for starters.  Perhaps as I put together other South African Deutschmann lines, more will become clear about Deutschmann #1 and Deutschmann #3.

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Guardsman Walter Hardy Geddes, The Scots Guards (1924–1944)

On a sunny Saturday in October 2018, we visited the South African Cemetery in Castiglione dei Pepoli.  This cemetery has 502 war graves from the Second World War, the majority being for South African servicemen.  The 24th Guards Brigade was, however, under the command of the 6th South African Armoured Division, so Guardsman from that Brigade make up about 100 of those burials.

2701923 Guardsman Walter Hardy Geddes, The Scots Guards

As the 1st South African Infantry Brigade was part of the 9th Scottish Division during the First World War, it felt fitting that Scots Guards were buried here alongside their long-term South African allies.  Please note that there was extensive horticultural work going on in the summer and autumn of 2018, with some realignment of headstones in three of the ‘plots’, which explains the absence of turf in the background.   I took photos of some of the Guards’ graves, using rather random filters—such as surnames that are in my own family tree.  However, the first headmaster under whom I began my teaching career, was the inspirational John Geddes, first headmaster of Sandringham High School, which ‘explains’ my pausing to consider this young man.  I wondered at the time whether the Latin epitaph was an indication that one or both parents was a Roman Catholic.

Walter Hardy Geddes was born on 20 September 1924 at Tynet, with his birth registered by his father at Port Gordon, Moray.  He died on 1 October 1944  just 11 days after reaching his 20th birthday in ferocious fighting.  Eighteen of the Scots Guards buried at Castiglione were killed on that day, as was one Gunner from the Royal Artillery (Newfoundland) Field Regiment.  Casualties were heavy for the entire month: 212 of the 502 were killed in October 1944, when they were not helped by weather that made armoured manoeuvres difficult, if not impossible.

Walter’s parents were John Geddes, a Crofter, and his wife Ellen (or Helen?) Maria Milne of Clochan, Banffshire.  (Their marriage certificate has her as Ellen, and the CWGC record as Helen—a not uncommon ‘mistake’ in records.)  The marriage was at the Clunie Hotel in Buckie, and was indeed held according to the Rites of the Roman Catholic Church. I find research in Moray and Banff seems to lead quite frequently back to Catholics.

His birth certificate revealed that he had a twin, Olive Maria Landon Geddes, born 15 minutes after her brother, and named, perhaps, after her maternal grandmother, Maria Landon.

For this research, I was using a few minutes at the end of an evening group visit to Register House, so ran out of time to find out more about his sister, or whether Olive married.  It appears that Olive did not marry in Scotland, nor did I find her death because I only had time for a ‘shallow’ search for that.  I’ll look further when I have a full day place at Scotland’s People, and until then, hope that some Geddes relatives may complete the picture for me.

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William Victor St Clair McLaren: his McLaren and Sinclair lines

Earlier this year, I discovered that there is a memorial to William McLaren’s brother in the Dean Cemetery.  I was aware that it was an imposing memorial, and thought that it would therefore be relatively easy to identify.  This was indeed the case, and for anyone visiting the Dean Gallery, you can access the Cemetery from Modern 2 and head towards the wall that runs along the Ravelston Terrace boundary.

Walk Highlands has a circular walk from Stockbridge to the Galleries and back, which takes in the Dean Cemetery on the outward leg.  It enters the cemetery via the Dean Path gate, so if you are up to making a short detour to view the McLaren Memorial, you need to head in a roughly north-north-westerly direction for the Cemetery Wall which runs alongside Ravelston Terrace.

This photo shows what it is that you’re looking for, and the sculpture is really worth a closer look.  If you have the chance, I hope you are able to catch it on a fine day, without the interfering shadows in my photo of it.

Memorial to James Marshall McLaren in the Dean Cemetery in Edinburgh

For those interested in taking a closer look, I took photos of different details of the memorial, including the inscriptions and the sculpture and am happy to share them with relatives of the McLarens.  Below you can see one of these additional photos, a detail of the head, and I’m wondering who the sculptor’s model might have been—it seems to me a vaguely familiar face—perhaps she was the regular model for a well-known sculptor.

Detail of Head

Since writing last about the McLaren brothers, I have, little by little, by following up slim  and unfortunately sometimes irrelevant leads, been able to piece together more information about his father, William Sinclair McLaren (1843–1889).   He was the son of Helen Pollock (c.1808–1873) and her husband James McLaren (1806–1873), a Sheriff Officer and later Collector of the Burgh Taxes and Factor in Airdrie and New Monkland.

It seems almost certain that he was named Sinclair after his maternal grandmother, Isabella Sinclair, and that William passed this surname down to his second son, in the form of ‘St Clair’. In March 1889, William Sinclair McLaren died, and was buried in Heidelberg, Transvaal , the town in which his sons had spent much of their childhood.

Walk Highlands, ‘Dean Village and the Galleries of Modern Art’,, accessed 27/11/2018.

Previous blog posts relating to the McLaren and Marshall families

These posts are listed here in chronological order of posting!

South Africa Remembers, ‘William Victor St Clair McLaren: a gallant Scottish soldier’s link to Whitefoord House’,, 01/07/2015. Note:  there have been several updates to this post as new information or photographs have come to light.

South Africa Remembers, ‘Bernard Rissik (1892–1915)’,, 21/08/2015.

South Africa Remembers, ‘Keith Brennand MacWilliam (1921–1944),, 28/10/2015.



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A different kind of milestone this year: TWO South Africans!

The South African War Memorial in Richmond Cemetery is where my husband and I have been observing the two minute silence, ever since my incorrigible curiosity, led me to research the South African Military Hospital in Richmond Park.

In this observation, we were completely alone, until 2014, when, for the first time, we were surprised to be joined a few minutes before 11 a.m., by three Surrey cyclists—self-declared ‘Patrons of Lost Causes’—who decided on Remembrance Sunday 2014, to cycle to a War Memorial that ‘no one ever visits’.  And so they headed into London, to Richmond upon Thames.

How embarrassing that the first memorial that came to mind was the South African one.

And as this blog has recorded, the cyclists have been coming ever since.  One year I learnt that, one of them had actually written to the High Commission to express his ‘dismay’ after the ongoing modest turnout on Remembrance Sunday.

But this year, I had a dilemma.  This is not the only war memorial I’ve been researching over the past six or seven years.  And so, as November 2018 approached, I suddenly found myself being invited to attend a number of events held over the week ahead of Remembrance Sunday, to mark Commemorations of the Centenary of the signing of The Armistice.  Some I had to turn down, because I had already accepted another invitation, but even so, there was hardly a day last week that I wasn’t involved in a commemoration related to one or other of the memorials I’ve researched or to which I’ve contributed research.

Remembrance Sunday was always going to be difficult. In the past, I have gone to two other memorials I’ve researched in Richmond, either before or after we’ve been to Richmond.  Sometimes, when I’ve been at one of those memorials with local schoolchildren during the week ahead of Remembrance Sunday, that has served to make me feel I’ve ‘done my bit’ for those on that memorial.

I stalled.  My husband offered to go alone despite the weather, and doing rather better than the current US President who is afraid of drizzle. This was just as well, as the three cyclists might have been taken aback to be observing the silence alone without us and our sprigs of rosemary.

When I rang him from the Parish Hall to find out how it had gone, I learnt that he was at that moment talking to two South Africans, who now live in the United Kingdom.  I know no more about them than that they used to live in Westcliff, in Johannesburg.  This is the first time South Africans other than me have marked the Two Minutes’ Silence there, and as I wasn’t there, I was so chuffed that the blokes from Westcliff were.  And, as one of the cyclists put it, wryly, we also achieved our “highest recorded attendance”.


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Cecil Stanley Groves (1899–1918)

16650 Private Cecil Stanley Groves,
1/South African Infantry Regiment.
Killed in Action, 23/24 March 1918,
Commemorated on The Pozières Memorial.

16650 Private Cecil Stanley Groves, 1/S.A.I.R.

This one is personal; Stanley is one of my great uncles.    I am posting a day early because one of his nephews lives in Christchurch, New Zealand, which is currently 13 hours ahead of us.

Cecil Stanley was the fourth son, and fourth child of the seven children born to  Alfred Grosse and his wife, Mary Elizabeth Lewin.  He was always known as ‘Stan’.

His father, Alfred, was a Lincolnshire ‘yellow belly’.  Born in Owston, he was the youngest son of a farm bailiff; on the maternal side, his grandfather was William Chapman, a Waddington farmer.  One of William Chapman’s younger brothers was Samuel Palmer Chapman, a man whose dedication to learning has inspired some of my own pupils, and gives me, I think, the excuse to interrupt my homage to Stan, with a hint of Samuel’s story.

One of the youngest sons in a large farming family, Samuel Palmer Chapman was taken out of school, aged 12, to work on his father’s farm.  Such was his yearning for learning, that he always set off for the fields with a textbook under his cap, to protect it from the weather.  When he took a break, he would sit under a tree, lift his cap, and take out his textbook.  He worked his way in turn, through subjects such as Algebra and Latin.  Eventually Samuel became a Fellow of the Royal Astronomical Society; his obituary reveals that this self-taught man was indeed a rare bird, a Fellow who was not a University Professor, but simply an ordinary man who had been awarded that accolade despite the not having the benefit of an academic education.

In 1890 Alfred Grosse emigrated to South Africa, seeking his fortune as a miner, but instead becoming a train driver for the Cape Government Railway.  These were the days when train drivers had the standing that pilots of an A 380 Airbus have today.  Stan and his siblings were born in the ‘Railway Camp’ at Beaufort West in the Cape Colony.  According to a Wesleyan baptismal register, Stan was born on 10 June 1899, just four months before the start of the Second Boer War; it’s chastening to think that his early years, as well as his final years, were lived out in the shadow of two major wars.

The photo below, taken in 1913, the year before war was declared, shows Alfred and Polly Grosse with their five surviving children.  Standing behind their parents, were Wally, Percy and Stan. In the front row, are Reg, Alfred, Polly and Joyce.  By 1913, Percy was in training as a mechanical engineer, but was already a Reservist, having  enlisted in the Territorial Army.  The Grosse family, now using the surname Groves, was living at Malta Farm, just below Mowbray, and about where the Liesbeek Parkway runs today.  It was about this time that the family, and some of their cousins, adopted the surname Groves.

Alfred & Polly Grosse with their children

Stan was privately baptised by a visiting Wesleyan minister on 26 October 1900.  Unusually for this family, where othre children were baptised within two months of their birth, there seems to have been an interval of well over a year in Stan’s case, if the baptismal register is correct.  After leaving school, Stan became an apprentice fitter with the South African Railways.

We were always told that Stan had lied about his age when he enlisted, so keen was he to follow his older brothers, Percy and Wally, and his uncle Jack, to Europe.  After initial training, Stan sailed in August 1917, on RMS Llanstephan Castle, a mail ship which had only recently been requisitioned for the war effort.  His service records reveal that he had enlisted in the S.A. Rly Coy—presumably a Railway Company— and part of the 1st South African Infantry Brigade.

The records of the Commonwealth War Graves Commission have Stan’s date of death as 24 March 1918.  However his service record [File No. 39308] has him declared missing on 23 March 1918 and it is for that reason that I record both dates above.  It was not until a week before Armistice Day, that Stan’s death was confirmed, after a long and anxious wait for his parents.  The UK Register of Soldiers’ Effects records his effects only in terms of money due ‘for disposal’, namely £9 6s 8d.

Their grief at the loss of Stan may have contributed to Alfred and Polly’s estrangement and their eventual divorce on 1 December 1919.  At Polly’s insistence, several of her grandsons were given the name Stanley.  One of them was registered, at birth, as Patrick, by his defiant parents, but they had to cave in to Polly’s wishes when the time came for Patrick to be baptised.  He was always known to his cousins as Stan, though he did not answer to Stan anywhere else.

To understand the exceptional achievements of The South African Infantry Brigade in holding the line during the Kaiserschlacht (The Kaiser’s Battle), please view Simply Magnificent, my post of 28 November 2014, .

Further viewing
Yesterday (21 March), Max Dutton, Assistant Historian for the Commonwealth War Graves Commission, recorded a clip from The Pozières Memorial.  Those who have never visited the area, may find this interesting.

The Lewins, Cecil’s mother’s family
Alfred’s father-in-law, James William Lewin was a friend and contemporary of Keir Hardie, and worked his way up the ranks on the Midland Railway from Porter to Driver.  Known as Will, he was one of the ‘ringleaders’ of the first major Railway Strike in the early 1870s, a strike based on issues of safety.  This strike had the support of The Times as well as of Parliament, thanks to the Derby M.P., Mr Bass, whose barrels of beer were conveyed to St Pancras by the Midland Railway.  Will was a committed socialist, so it is perhaps unsurprising that his youngest child, Jack, whose obituary described him as a ‘fiery speaker’, came close to overturning the majority of H.B. Betterton, in Rushcliffe, one of the most solid Tory seats in the country, during the 1923 General Election.

Jack Lewin, who was only a few years older than his nephews Percy, Wally and Stan, was badly wounded at Delville Wood, and spent many months in hospital, before rejoining his regiment in 1917, only to lose an arm in the next round of battles.  This time Jack ended up in the South African Military Hospital in Richmond Park, whose main focus was the rehabilitation of soldiers with life-changing injuries. While there he made his mark as a writer, contributing some fine pieces to The Springbok Blue, the hospital’s magazine, and while an inmate there, found the time to get married in the Richmond Registry Office in August 1917.

Percy, the eldest son, was sent back to England twice for medical treatment in other London hospitals.   I have a photograph which shows Percy in Hospital Blues, in the hospital’s grounds in Richmond Park, at about the time Jack was a patient there, and in a group which perhaps included his uncle, Jack.  (Those Hospital “Blueys” were vital when patients were allowed to roam outside the hospital, because they identified them to the general public as wounded soldiers rather than civilian skivers.)

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Finally! South Africa remembers: Remembrance Sunday 2017

As we walked through Richmond Cemetery on Remembrance Sunday, there was an icy wind to chill the 8ºC on the mercury, and I regretted not giving my gloves an outing.  As the South African War Memorial came into sight when we were about 200m away, and I caught a glimpse of red, and called to my husband that I thought there might be wreaths there. But then headstones and trees obscured the view until we were much closer, when indeed both of us could see FOUR wreaths.

We have been coming here on Remembrance Sunday for several years now with, in more recent years, the company for the two minutes’ silence, of three cyclists, aka the “Patrons of Lost Causes”.  Usually there is nothing at the War Memorial, so this was a pleasant surprise.

Some years ago, Archbishop and Mrs Tutu sent a magnificent floral wreath, and one year there was a single wreath (from the British Legion), and a paratrooper’s cap, but otherwise the monument has been bare.  We’ve got into the habit of bringing sprigs of rosemary from our garden, one for each grave. One year, when Marks was marking down the price of roses at the end of the day, we were able to provide each grave with a red rose. (CWGC spies please note, we are very careful not to place anything near the headstones.)  We also visit the grave of Private George Henry Rosser, 2/SAIR who was actually a native of Richmond, and is buried nearby.

Thank you to the organisations behind these wreaths, probably laid here on Saturday,  Remembrance Day.  We appreciate that this year South Africa Lodge 6742 (UGLE), the MOTHs. the Royal Star and Garter Home and the South African Legion have remembered the South African servicemen buried alongside  the South African War Memorial.

Nor did the cyclists, the supporters of lost causes, forget the South Africans this year.  Here’s the photo I took of Trevor, as surprised as we were by the wreaths. That they’re there at all, is possibly due to the efforts of another of the cyclists, Mark, who’s previously expressed his disappointment to S.A. officialdom.




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Charles Henry Green (1882–1917)

Major Charles Henry Green,
1st Battalion South Staffordshire Regiment,
attached 3rd Battalion, Nigeria Regiment, West African Frontier Force.
Died of wounds, near Mkwera, 8 November 1917.
Buried in the Mkwera Cemetery, whose war graves were ‘lost’
and is now commemorated in the Dar es Salaam Cemetery.

Today marks the 100th anniversary of the death of Charles Henry Green on 8 November 1917, at the age of 35.  A career soldier, and a veteran of the Boer War, Major Green left a widow, Ruth Graham Parry and a three year old son, later the legendary RAF ace,  Group Captain Charles ‘Paddy’ Green (1914–1999).

Charles Henry Green was the fourth son and sixth child of Sir Frederick Green KBE, a descendant of the shipbuilding Greens of Blackwall Yard.   His mother, Alice Jane, was born in Sydney, the daughter of a baronet, Sir Daniel Cooper.  Charles was born on 23 August 1882 at the country home of his parents, Hainault Lodge in Chigwell Row, Essex.

Another ancestor, the shipbuilder and philanthropist, George Green, was the founder of a number of schools, one of which, George Green’s School on the Isle of Dogs, continues to bear his name today.   Green’s concern for the safety of the crews of his ships between voyages resulted in the building of The Sailors’ Home, in East India Dock Road, which accommodated 200 sailors.  This hostel was racially integrated, something regarded as “exceptional” for the time—1841.

Charles was educated at Harrow School and at the Royal Military College (Sandhurst).  He was ‘gazetted’ to the South Staffordshire Regiment in 1901, and saw service in the Boer War following which he served with the West African Frontier Force until 1908.

In 1913, Charles married Ruth Graham Parry at the Parish Church of St George, Hanover Square.  Their only child, Charles Patrick Green was born in Pietermaritzburg the following year, four months before the outbreak of the First World War.

In October 1914, Charles went to France with the 7th Division, and fought in the First Battle of Ypres, which saw the Regular Army suffer appalling losses.  Charles was seriously wounded in that action and was mentioned in dispatches for conspicuous bravery.  A transcript of the battalion’s diary is in the Thread started by Coomera (see under Further Reading below).

Once recovered, he was sent to the Cameroons and then on to East Africa, where he was attached to the 3rd Battalion of the Nigeria Regiment, probably because of his experience with the West African Frontier Force between 1901 and 1908. At the time of his death, he was Acting Second-in-Command.  He was again mentioned in Despatches in January 1918, and recommended for the DSO.

The following account of the action at Mkwera Hill, in which he was mortally wounded on 8 November, is taken from a letter sent to his widow, Ruth, by Lieutenant-Colonel John Badham, who was commanding the 3rd Nigeria Regiment.

He was as fine a fighting man as one could possibly get, and always so cool and collected in the hottest of actions, that everyone round him gained complete confidence, and I always knew that, however heavily the Germans might attack us, if your husband was in command of the firing line, there was not the slightest chance of anything going wrong.

On the 8th of November we were ordered to attack the left of a German position, and, after getting right up against the Germans in thick bush, they made most determined counter-attacks on us. Your husband again took command of the firing line and had just gone to a part of the line which was being heavily attacked, to cheer on and encourage the Officers and men. On his arrival there the Officer in Command had just been wounded, and your husband was helping him away when he was hit in the back.

The Orderly informs me that he said to your husband, ‘Come away to the hospital,’ but your husband, seeing that matters were critical, turned back to the firing line and re-established confidence all round, but was shortly afterwards hit by a burst of Maxim fire, receiving four more wounds in the chest and arms. He was quickly got away to hospital, but there was no hope from the first, and it was only his stout heart that kept him alive so long.

Major Green was the most senior officer in the Nigerian Overseas Contingent to be killed in East Africa. As an officer, it is apparent from this account and from the Nigerian Contingent’s War History (pp. 236–241), that Major Green fought alongside his troops, rather than commanding at a safe distance.  (This book is accessible online from the link in the sources.)

A marriage bond and allegation, dated 27 June 1918, together with a marriage registration in the second quarter of 1918, record that Charles’s widow married Lieutenant Colonel John Frederic Badham in the Parish Church of St George Hanover Square in the last week of June.  This was the church in which Ruth and Charles had married five years earlier.  A marriage to the widow of a fellow serviceman or brother officer was not uncommon in that war.  And sometimes a pact had been made, and was kept.

Downes, Capt. W.D., With the Nigerians in German East Africa, London, 1919., accessed 7/11/2017. [Major Green is mentioned on pp. 59, 74, 238 and 241.]

The National Archives, WO 76/104/18, ‘Record of Service of Charles Henry Green’, date left blank.

The National Archives, WO 95/1664/2, ‘War Diary of the 1 B[attalio]n South Staffordshire Regiment, 25 October 1914.

Survey of London, Volumes 43 and 44, ‘No. 133 East India Dock Road’,, accessed 7/11/2017. [This Building is still standing today, but has been converted into flats.]

Further Reading and Notes
The updated CWGC web site now informs the searcher of the day of the week on which a death occurred, or was presumed to have occurred.  I now know, without reference to a historic calendar, that in 1917 the eighth of November fell on a Thursday.

1914-1918, Invisionzone, Thread responding to a post by ‘Coomera’ re the wounding and rescue of Charles Henry Green,, accessed 7/11/2017.
[Note: Read the first post, by Coomera, and the post by Roy Evans giving the War Diary entries for 25–26 October 1914, the action in which CHG was seriously injured.  There are also two later responses by Coomera as he attempts to establish the story behind his grandfather’s saving the life of CHG, and the accommodation provided for the relatives of Sergeant Richards in the 1930s.  Note that Sir Frederick and Lady Green both died in 1929 so the ‘Mr Green’ to whom Coomera’s grandfather referred, may have been one of Charles’s brothers.]
Exactly a week later after Captain Green received these serious injuries,  the 1/Lincolnshire Regiment was taken in by similar tactics, in their case the calling out of Hindustani phrases, resulting in the loss of most of the Regiment when they advanced between and towards ranks of the enemy.  For more information on the fate of the Lincolnshires, see

Major Green was not a South African but his son settled there after WW2, and his grandchildren were born there. (This blogger is flexible re criteria for Southern Africa.) Today his descendants can be found in South Africa, and further afield, in Canada and Scotland. If I find I am a few countries short here, then expect an update.

Much can be found online about his son, Paddy, including lengthy obituaries in the British Press. The following links lead to some reflections on his son’s military career. All hyperlinks in this article were checked and worked on 7 November 2017.

600 Squadron Association, ‘Profile: Charles Patrick ‘Paddy’ Green’,, accessed 7/11/2017.

Tidy, D.P. (Squadron Leader), ‘South African Air Aces of World War II: No 7 Group Captain C.P. Green’, Military History Journal, Vol. I, No.7, December 1970.

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