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Taken on a grey October 1st (hastening that autumnal feel) is 33945 YX66WEU, one of the 8 e400s allocated to the U1 in Bath and very used to climbing the punishing Widcombe Hill.
St Thomas a Becket, Widcombe, Bath, 1499-1525, for Prior Cantlow.
Enlarged 1820 by Henry Edmund Goodridge (1797-1864).
Grade ll* listed.
Widcombe Manor, late c17.
Altered 1726-27 giving its present appearance.
Grade l listed.
John St Clair Cotterell
Information from the CWGC database:
COTTERELL, J St. C
Rank: Private
Service No: 898307
Date of Death: 13/05/1917
Regiment/Service: 10th Bn., Canadian Infantry
Cemetery: Bath Abbey Cemetery, Prior Park Road, Bath
Grave Reference: East border. 4. E. 39.
Link: www.cwgc.org/find-war-dead/casualty/393930/COTTERELL,%20J...
Cotterell's attestation papers, made available by Library and Archives Canada, state that he was born in Bristol, England on 17 September 1891. At the time he joined the CEF, he was a farmer resident at Beaver Mines, Alberta.The attestation form is dated March 1916, and was countersigned at Pincher Creek, Alberta: www.bac-lac.gc.ca/eng/discover/military-heritage/first-wo...
The 10th Battalion, Canadian Infantry (Alberta Regiment) fought as part of 1st Canadian Division from 1915 to 1919; The Division was involved in the capture of Vimy Ridge in April 1917, before moving to the Salient for the final part of the 3rd Battle of Ypres in November 1917.
Cotterell arrived in the UK in November 1916, then served with the 9th Canadian Reserve Battalion at Shorncliffe and Bramshott. He joined the 10th Battalion and moved overseas in March 1917. He spent much of his time overseas in hospital, suffering from mumps (No. 2 General Hospital and No. 4 Convalescent Depot., Le Havre, from 8th March to 10 April).
The medical records in Cotterell's file show that he was admitted to No 32 Stationary Hospital at Wimereux on 29 April 1917, "dangerously ill" with a gunshot wound in the back. On the 3 May, he arrived at Westminster Hospital, Broad Sanctuary, London S.W. A medical summary concluded that Cotterell had been admitted in an "hopeless condition," with a shattered vertebra and complete paralysis in his lower limbs. He died in the Westminster Hospital on the 13 May 1915.
Cotterell's widow (Mrs G. M. Cotterell) lived at Nobleford, Alberta. His mother (Mrs T. S. Cotterell) lived at 2 The Tyning, Widcombe Hill, Bath, which presumably explains why Private Cotterell was buried in the Abbey Cemetery.
I seem to have a huge backlog of photos to put on flickr, so here's one from my trip to Bath a few weeks ago. This neglected bicycle and bridge were found in Widcombe, where the barges are moored. Although it doesn't look like it the weather was cloudy and it was starting to rain very heavily.
Optare Solo M8570SL B25F , one of 9 new in Bath in September 2018. It is waiting to turn into Widcombe on service 2 to Mulberry Park.
Top row: Marcus' 40th ski trip to Zermatt (Feb), Trish's work trip to India (Mar), Trish finishes a painting (!)(Mar), trip to the Tower of London (Apr), handling a snake at Longleat (Apr)
2nd row: Izzy's birthday present Emily (the male) hamster (Apr), 'Izzy's' hamster (May), bank holiday weekend visit to the Fairlies (May), Trish's arthroscopy (May), Victorian Day at school (May), Max's potty training (Jun)
3rd row: candy floss at Widcombe Rising (Jun), Izzy loses her first tooth…lots more to follow shortly! (Jun), International Day at school (Jun), Max's birthday present from Rob & Vanessa (Jul), camping in the Gower (Jul), Gower camping (Jul), Bristol Balloon Festival (Aug)
Bottom row: wild camping in the New Forest (Aug), Max's first day at school (Sep), Halloween (Oct), Bristol Balloon Festival (Aug), T & I visit the Fashion Museum (Nov), ice skating in Victoria Park (Dec), Papa & Max cross swords! (Dec)
England in the summertime... amateur cricket at Bath, overlooked by the Victorian spire of the St Matthew's Church and the suburban houses of the same period in Widcombe climbing up the hill.
Cakes all round. Taken at the canal right behind Sydney Gardens.
But really - 'Here's the today Heni team' - huh? Is that a sentence? What does that even mean?
I think I meant to say - Here's the people who went to Heni's today. But it all went wrong.
What I should have said is - "Happy anniversary Carola and John!" - they had the most intense day imaginable. Up with the larks, into the YMCA to hit the gym at 9.00 a.m, we synced up at 11.30 then set off on a pretty epic walk. Into town, all the way to Widcombe to check out the flight of locks, then all the way to Heni's for a magnificent set of cakes (and much ribbing of me by the whole team, as I was convinced she would be out of cakes when we arrived - and she nearly was), big old yack with Heni and she gifted us the ginger cake for my dessert this evening (we *LOVE* Heni!), looked at Warleigh Manor (part of our review of 'properties we have viewed with an eye on purchasing' - they were astounded at the length of the list, and in particular the number of properties in the list that we took in on the walk!) before looping back, then chickening out at Grosvenor (OH NO!! THE ASCENT BEGINS!!!!) and catching a bus back to YMCA to pick up their bags, then another bus home.
So many firsts today - Carola and John saw a British canal for the first time, I had Heni's ginger cake for the first time, I had 2 Heni cakes in 1 day for the first time, I had a Heni cake at home for the first time, and I caught a bus in Bath for the first time. Then caught another.
Then we relaxed at home. Well, apart from my girl, who cooked up one of her storming baked salmon with garlic and mustard a roast veg accompaniment. Oh, and John had his first Bath Ales Gem. Then his second.
Huge day, and really quite brilliant, and this morning (Monday) they drove back to LHR to be back in California in time for tea.
Happy Anniversary - and do come again!
fulvue said
For further interest:
COTTELL, JAMES NORMAN
Initials: J N
Nationality: United Kingdom
Rank: Private
Regiment/Service: Royal Army Medical Corps
Unit Text: 55th Field Amb
Age: 24
Date of Death: 09/05/1918
Service No: 103103
Additional information: Son of Henry Thomas and Emily Elizabeth Cottell, of Temperance Hall, Widcombe, Bath.
Casualty Type: Commonwealth War Dead
Grave/Memorial Reference: I. C. 13.
Cemetery: PERNOIS BRITISH CEMETERY, HALLOY-LES-PERNOIS
As a 'possible' (next of kin location adds up):
Name: HARROLD, ALBERT WILLIAM
Initials: A W
Nationality: United Kingdom
Rank: Private
Regiment/Service: King's Own Yorkshire Light Infantry
Unit Text: 8th Bn.
Age: 20
Date of Death: 21/09/1917
Service No: 43899
Additional information: Son of Aldridge and Lucy E. Harrold, of Ferry House, East Twerton, Bath.
Casualty Type: Commonwealth War Dead
Grave/Memorial Reference: Panel 108 to 111.
Memorial: TYNE COT MEMORIAL
For S E Lewis I could not readily identify the correct name amongst many Lewis casualties on CWGC.
Finally it happened - we woke up on a Saturday to blazing sun and mild temperatures, and it was awesome to not have cloudy, damp misery. We did the cake walk in the opposite direction this week, so tore into town, across to Widcombe, bought some stuff for the fish, said hi to the snakes and lizards and axolotls at the garden centre, long walk along the canal, and we were pretty tired and hungry by the time we got to Heni's - and because it isn't half term this week, it was really quiet.
Heni is just so brilliant - she works very hard, she has a great, thriving business, she has time and a smile for everyone, and when you get her going she is quite hilariously politically incorrect. And she makes a HELL of a nice cake, and a fabulous uncake or two. Apparently both the ginger and the coffee and walnut are on their way back very soon, plus the Easter special of chocolate with vanilla icing and mini eggs. And the chocolate and guinness is due to make a comeback soon.
But today's bog standard (i.e sensational) chocolate cake was as divine as ever, and in fact even my girl had a chocolate cake as well. Yay!! Then of course we had to climb up the hill all the way home. And the very moment we got home, we booked a holiday. Double yay!!!
Best viewed large on black: www.flickr.com/photos/david_lewis_baker_arts/8439562082/i...
Widcombe Manor House Bath originally built in 1656; it was rebuilt by Phillip Bennet in 1727 or 1736. The house has a south-facing front which is in its original condition (seen here). The fountain in front of the house is from the Italian Renaissance 15th century. The house was home to Horace Annesley Vachell who based his novel Golden House on the property. From 1955, it was the home to the entrepreneur and inventor Jeremy Fry. Princess Margaret and Tony Armstrong-Jones were frequent visitors. It was the location of the 1972 Widcombe Manor Festival at which Hawkwind were scheduled to play. Bath's most beautiful house. It stands in 11 acres of landscaped Italian gardens just to the south of the city centre (7 minutes walk from the abbey) It recently changed hands for £10 million - a bargain if you could afford it in my view.
Looking west from the hill on the way up to the University campus. Getting our of Bath in any direction other than directly east or west involves going up steep hills! But that does mean good views from the skyline. On this horizon one can just see one of the Severn suspension bridges and the outline of the South Wales hills.
No trespassing this time; the electric gates miraculously opened as I passed. Pity about the car.
Interestingly the fountain has now moved again.
Love the wonky roof, betrays the much older building that must be behind the elegant façade. Stone tiled too, unusual for Bath today.
Built between 1846 and 1847, principally to designs by Bath City Architect George Phillips Manners, St Matthew's Church in Widcombe is situated above the Widcombe Locks of the Kennet and Avon Canal and opposite the Church Room Institute on Cambridge Place. It is one of two churches in the parish of Widcombe, the other being the much older St Thomas à Becket.
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On our way to the Widcombe Art trail thingy I pointed out to my girl that we were very, very close to the church where the new Peregrine babies have just hatched, and if wandered a bit closer we might see the parents on the prowl.
Holy crap, did we see the parents on the prowl. It was carnage in the skies, giant nuclear clouds of feathers giving away where the strike just happened, and the female is a *big* un, when she kills a pigeon it stays dead. Then it becomes a quick snack, then what's left becomes dinner for the babies. And the boy was no slouch either, we saw him fly back to the nest with half a pigeon in his talons. Next week we'll go back with binoculars and settle down with a sandwich to watch the spectacle!!