The case of Sergeant W Stones - at 2.30am on Nov 26, 1916 (on the Somme), the British came under heavy mortar fire in thick mist. Stones went out on patrol with a lieutenant and came face to face with the enemy. The lieutenant was shot dead and Stones ran back to raise the alarm. He jammed his rifle across the trench to slow down the pursuing Germans - this cost his life. On return when it was discovered he had no weapon he was arrested with "shamefully casting away his arms". He was later tried and shot.
My grandad has a pretty mental service record. St. Nazaire, Colditz, etc. The full list is here
http://www.kcl.ac.uk/lhcma/locreg/PURDON.shtml
Some of the stories he told me are both a reminder of the strength of character our country once bred, and others a harrowing account of doing what had to be done.


Yet we still seam to steer away from teaching our children about such things during their schooling then wonder why they grow up without the standards we all aspire to have in ourselves. Truly sad, this should form a fundamental part of our education system, many of the old ways have immense value today. The US is far better at instilling this into their citizens it's so sad we seem to breed people today who hate being British.![]()
Couldn't agree more. My grandad is the standard against which I measure myself as a man (and always fall short), but there will be a generation that doesn't have role models like this. The apathy of the new generation is appalling.
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Hi,
I'm sorry it's taken so long to get in touch.
To be frank, other than the information I've already posted, I don't know any more about the events in question. I will send you my aunt's email address via trust as she is the one who did all the research (and made the visit to the grave site in France).
My grandfather (Major B.F Nowell, Retired) served with the Gurkhas for much of his career and I'm sure he'd be grateful to find out more about his father.
Warm regards,
Oliver Matthew Nowell Redmond...
My other Grandad was only a boy (~10) when the war was in full swing so was far too young to serve. One day I'll get around to finding out more but the only person who knows more about him now is my Dad and I don't talk to him often
I remember my nan telling me that he never once spoke about his days as a POW.