Farming accidents

Harvest time down on the farm.
You will no doubt have noticed all the farmers busy working in the fields the past few months with their huge tractors cutting and collecting the harvests. Tipton has always been a busy agricultural valley, with many farms, market gardens and small holdings.
Farming is notorious for being a dangerous occupation with all the physical work, having to face the elements of the seasons and the use of animals and heavy machinery
I had heard talk of a young boy losing his leg one summer holiday so I began researching the Newspaper Archives for such stories. I was amazed to find so many accidents and sadly deaths reported over the years.
I discovered that a young man did indeed lose his leg. Brian Mandeville  of Venn Ottery was 13 years old and on the evening of 30 August 1946 he was involved in an accident at Metcombe when his leg was caught in the arm of a binder and was thrown onto the binder canvas. Both his legs were broken above the ankle and he received severe cuts from the knives, unfortunately his leg had to be amputated. The proceeds of the fortnightly dance at the hall was donated to help Brians recovery.
In July 1885 James Taylor and John Barret were working on a hay rick on the farm belonging to Mr Thomas at Fluxton . John fell 12 ft from the top of the rick sustaining fatal injuries to his head. Upon hearing his cries his workmate also working on the rick attempted to come to his assistance but also slipped and fell. At first he too was pronounced dead but after a short time he showed 'signs of vitality' and he was rushed to  Ottery hospital where, lucky for him he made a recovery.
I found many reports of fires on the farms and out in the fields. Hayne Farm had a fire in February when it was so cold that ironically icicles were forming on the poor firemen as they worked. Mr Drew remembers that day, being in school and watching the flames and smoke rising whilst he was in the playground.
There were sadly far too many fatal shooting accidents. In Fluxton in 1826 Mr Carpenter, a surgeon from Ottery  was found in a ditch with his chest blown away after he had climbed a fence and set off his gun. He was found by his friend Mr Yelverton of Cotley and died in his arms. Another Mr Yelverton in Metcombe met a similar fate when pulling on his boots. There is a very sad report of an inquiry of an incident in Coombe where in 1918 a young boy accidentally shot his sister who then died in her mothers arms.  I cried all the way through the report. We forget how common place a shotgun was in the farmers yard. On finding the gun behind a door, the young 9 year old boy had not realised that it was loaded and took it to play with but unfortunately it exploded and his sister was blasted in the stomach. The Doctor was called for but it was devastatingly too late. She is buried in the churchyard at Tipton. There are many  suicides too reported over the years, with hangings, gunshot and poisoning cases which are reported with such graphic details it can make for very traumatic reading.

The animals on the farms also caused many accidents too, with horses being the main culprits with them falling onto handlers and riders, kicking out and runaway horses with wagons running people over.  In Northmostown a pig was reported to have attacked a baby and the mother had to run all the way to Sidmouth with the baby to get help for it.
Luckily today were hear far less about farming accidents. Health and safety has improved the workplace for the farmers and their families but I am sure that it still one of the more dangerous professions to be in, but nonetheless a very fulfilling one.
Maybe there are less accidents as there are less farmers today, you maybe more likely to be run over by a donkey on the farmland these days!!

Christmas

Christmas in Tipton st John
Christmas holds lots of memories for everyone but living in our village helps us to make it even more special.  Not only do we celebrate with family but also with the church, school and village community. It seems that these have also been important factors for many others living in Tipton over the years.
Christmas parties were a big part of how the village came together for the children. The Womens Institute would decorate the church hall, including a tree “lit by electric fairy lamps”!   “After tea games were played and carols sung” with the vicar Rev Cornish Watkins “doing the Father Christmas honours” in 1931. When the children left the hall they were all given chocolate, an orange and a cracker! In 1939 the evacuees were all invited to the party too with Santas sleigh “bringing whoops of joy and a right merry time was had by all".   In 1935 a woman had to take the part of Santa, Mrs Tamlin successfully convinced the children with her role-play skills. Another year floods added excitement by making the road either side of the railway line impassable and some people having to walk through the fields to reach their destination after the festivities. A big dance would be held on Boxing Day with music from the village band.
 Carol singing around the village was arranged by the church, the WI and in 1904 the “Brass Band played at all the principal residences in the village”. That must have been quite something, to have them playing outside your front door.  The photograph of the carol singers was taken in 1952 outside Willow (Dolphin) cottage.
The church would be decorated with flowers, evergreens and berries grown and donated by people from all around the village to give a beautiful display for the  seasonal services. I remember the excitement of staying up late for Midnight Mass, then listening to the choir singing and watching the lit candles illuminate the church windows. On Christmas day we would bring a wrapped present to put under the tree that would be given to children less fortunate than yourself.
The school would put on Christmas concerts to entertain parents and villagers and nativity plays were an important part of the school year, being chosen for parts and learning songs to tell the Christmas story in church. The part of Joseph and Mary was particularly exciting when I was at school because it meant that you would be able to sit on the model donkey (on wheels!)  Alas, I never got the part of Mary and only got to touch the donkey at rehearsals!
The photograph shown was taken in 1950 of Len Baker and Pam Searle       (Joseph and Mary) stood at the manger in church.
Maybe you have some Tipton Christmas memories that you would like to share. You can view Tipton st John Memories on Facebook or there is also a Venn Ottery/ Tipton history Blog.
Merry Christmas everyone and a very Happy New Year. I hope you make some special memories together.
Thanks to Len Baker, Marilyn Berry for the photographs and the reports from The British Newspaper Archives.

Churchill secret army

Churchills  Secret Army
During WW2 there was a serious threat of invasion to Great Britain by the German Army and to prepare for this Winston Churchill created a secret organisation of Auxillary Units to form a British resistence.
In early 1940 men and women around the country joined up and selected groups went on to be chosen for the secret mission. They also had to sign up to the Official Secrets Act, therefore they were not even able to tell their families what they were part of.
            In Newton Poppleford and Southerton there were 8 such men
              Sgt Percy Retter, Reginald Stone, George Cross, Jack Pyle,
           Arthur Garnsworthy, Frank Haslam, Dan Pring and Arthur Rose
These men were trained to survive in the wild, use automatic weapons, explosives, knives and how to assassinate. So that should the Germans reach British shores the men would secretly and silently leave their lives and families and 'disappear' to their Operational Bases. This was an underground bunker that had been dug and prepared in a hidden copse at the back of Venn Ottery. This bunker overlooked the whole valley enabaling them to keep a lookout whilst remaining hidden. The men were all familiar with the local area and would wait for the right time to surface so that they could ambush enemy transport, dislocate communications and report troop movements. They were to cause as much mayhem to the infrastructure such as the main roads, bridges over the River Otter and railwaylines to restrict the Germans movement and to give our troops a chance to counter attack. They were prepared to assassinate germans and even local collaborators. They only had enough supplies for 2 weeks and then if they survived it was down to each man to survive off the land.
These men could never speak of their involvement with this brave patrol, it wasn't until more recently that the secrets could be told and the men named. Unfortunately many of these men had died and their families still were unaware of the commitment that these men had made for their country. One of the men, Dan Pring died from a shooting accident in 1952 and his family never knew about his involvement with the patrol unit until they inherited a pin badge passed down from him and recognised it after seeing a similar pin in a newspaper report about the secret army.
After the War the locals celebrated VE day at Harpford, entertaining some 50 children to tea and games on a field lent by no less than Mr Dan Pring and in a newspaper report that I found, there were all the names of the children from the families of the other men. They were all involved in the celebrations showing just how close they all must have been.
It could all have been very different for these families, thankfully though the invasion never came, but if the German Army had, the local men were ready for them. The Observational base is still there, hidden in a small copse at the back of Venn Ottery and Southerton, just a concrete shell from a past life.
I have heard a few rumours of some of the ex explosives being used to blow up a tree in the middle of a crop field nearby, with the hope of using the tree for firewood. With the tree being 'well stuffed' with explosives,  the tree was blown to smithereens and not much firewood was left!
Due to the secrecy of these patrols the men could never support their patrols on marches during the War or since at Armastice Day parades, but thankfully this has recently been allowed, with supporters marching this year at the Cenotaph.
Thank you to Newton Poppleford Local History group for bringing in Andrew Chatterton from CART to give a very informative talk and thanks to the families for their feed back.
If you knew any of these families or have anything that you may like to add to this story then please let me know.
vennottery@hotmail.co.uk

The photograph

THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTOGRAPH
When researching I come across some lovely old photographs and sometimes those pictures have a story behind them.
 These photographs were taken by a local photographer called Albert Azulay Wallace, who lived in Sidmouth and documented the people around him. I have accumulated quite a few of his local scenes and characters taken in the early 1900s. Ann Knight shared these with me a few years ago. They show wonderful scenes of the Signalman and his family at Tipton St John station .
They are the Richards family who lived at Stanley Cottages. John was the railway signal man for the London and South Western Railway and he and his wife Ellen had 3 girls Joan, Phyllis and Marjorie. The charming photographs show a proud father with daughters dressed in white pinafores, wearing laced up leathers boots and carrying wicker baskets. It appears such a happy scene yet shortly before it was taken the family were devestated by the death of their middle daughter Phyllis, when she was just 3 years old. She died from diptheria contraccted from her older sister Joan. She is buried in Tipton churchyard halfway up the hill beside the path. There were many cases of Diptheria in Tipton and Metcombe reported in 1910 with the Medical Officer closing the school so that all the classrooms could be disinfected .
       "All possible precautions were taken to prevent the spread of the disease, but the conditions of home life had rendered isolation impossible....The Tipton district generally  was inspected and attention paid to the removal of manure and refuse heaps, and sanitary improvements and better drainage had been suggested"
A report from Ottery Council Meeting, Western Times newspaper  1910
But these measures came to late for Phyllis, she had died just days before the council meeting.
Thank goodness today we have vaccines and better sanitation
Next time you walk up the churchyard path pay your respects to little Phyllis, who never got to attend the school like her sisters or grow up in our lovely village.

Green lanes

Green Lanes
If you are out for a walk around Tipton and the surrounding area, the chances are that you will take the path of a lane that has been well trodden over hundreds if not thousands of years. The ancient tracks that intertwine across our countryside are the highways of the past, the routes from one village to the next, or even further on to the next local town, city or port . Goods would have been moved through these lanes on foot with the help of a pony or donkey. They would carry packs on with loads such as wool, lace, potatoes, fuel, flowers and fresh foods.  The paths favoured were the ridge tops with good views of the surrounding valleys so that one could see any thieves that may try to hold you up and take your goods. East Hill has numerous paths, being an area that brought people together from the Sid and Otter valleys  heading to Honiton. The higher roads were dry and better drained making them easier to traverse than routes down in the valleys which were often boggy and would easily churn up with mud. The paths up the hillsides were usually naturally carved gulleys made by the rain water running down the valley sides, wearing down the tracks as it flowed. Lanes would be as direct as possible but valley bottom routes would be determined by where the river was either shallow enough to cross or had a bridge. Occasionally cottages stood at the wayside, many folk living in them would be making lace or other produce. At one time cottages stood at Coombe, beside the lane following the goyle, with the stream running through, but they were demolished around 1910.
Sundays would have been a busy day with people travelling to their local church, which would have been either Venn Ottery or Harpford.  Many small tracks lead into Venn Ottery from West Hill, Metcombe, Fluxton, Coombe and Tipton which I am convinced were used by all the people walking to Communion in their Sunday best.
 Trees line the boundaries of  the tracks and fields, great Oak trees tower above the  banks of catkin, blackthorn, may-blossom, dogrose and honeysuckle that add to the colour and scent through the seasons.  Seaway Lane , named as it was the main route to Sidmouth, was once lined with Elm trees before Dutch Elm disease took effect and Green lane was well known for the huge Beech tree on the staggered crossroad that was struck by lightening..The lanes at Venn Ottery have archways of hazel and holly that shade us on sunny days and keep us dry on rainy days. The pathways also hold a variety of wildflowers such as celandines, primrose, bluebells, campions, ferns and foxgloves. Many animals use the tracks to move through the countryside, leaving occasionally through their own gaps in the hedges to find scented secret pathways.
We are so lucky to still have these lanes and walking them does make you wonder who once trudged the same route, through all weathers to get to their destination, maybe stopping to rest by the wayside, with their donkey. On a misty day you can almost imagine the horse and cart coming towards you  over the brow of the hill on Green Lane...but more likely a horserider or an offroad 4 wheel driver nowadays!

"If you have but a slight knowledge of the state of trade in early times, of the industries, customs and dress worn by the common folk you will be able to recreate the story of the past. A sunk lane, a ridge road, will be a page in the book of history, one that is well worth reading. If you see that which is old clearly you will have a greater awareness of the beauty and wonder  of your heritage."
William Rising Bray (Sidmouth 1935)

The photo album

The return of the photograph album.

A few months ago a friend of mine got in touch with me. He and his son had come across an old photograph album, at a car boot sale in Somerset, dated 1901 which had
           "Awarded to Eva Wheaton,  from Tipton St John School for punctual       attendance"
written in the front cover. He knew of my interest in history and knew that I lived in Tipton so he thought that I may be interested to see the book. He sent me some photos of it and I quickly messaged back asking him to please buy it for me. I was so excited when it arrived; the leather fronted album was very damaged (which I already knew) but it had the inscription in the front, some beautiful printed frames and many old phototgraphs.
So....I set about finding out who Eva was by researching her family tree and blow me if she hadn't grown up just down the road from me! Eva was born into the Wheaton family in 1892 one of nine children, her father Charles was a shepherd  in Venn Ottery and Eva went to school at Tipton St John. When I was at school we would  be given books at the end of term for kindness and good work, and it seems Eva was given the album by her headmistress, E Symes,  for her good attendance. It is even mentioned in the school log books  (which Ann Knight and I read a few years ago) that she was given the prize.  Ironically her father was fined for not sending his son, Evas brother to school a few years  earlier but maybe the boys were made use of at home on the farm or maybe he had learnt his lesson and Eva had been made to go to school!  I also discovered that Eva was the cousin of Harry Channon Wheaton, our brave WW1 soldier from Venn Ottery who died in 1917. Harry and Eva would have grown up together and gone to school together.
Eva went onto take servants chores in local houses after leaving school and then she went to work  at the Golden Lion with her younger sister Lucy working for the Innkeeper, Mr Fry. In 1925 Eva marries John Drew (who was a footman to Lady Ilchester before joining up to fight in WW1) and in 1939 they are running a pub together in Ottery St Mary, The Five Bells Inn, with their son Norman. She died in 1980
Sometimes it's strange how things come to you...a book from so far away found by an old school friend who I only see every now and then, and it turns out that the book would have been in a house just down the road from me over 100 years ago!
Well I think it's amazing!! Some might say fate, anyway Eva your book is safely back in Venn Ottery and Tipton.
Many thanks to Nick Carter and his son, for discovering this little gem and The Golden Lion for taking delivery of the album.
The photographs are of Eva, before she was married and her baby son Norman.

Floods

50 years ago our village was severely affected by the torrents of water that flooded houses and completely swept away the bridge.
There was a huge clear up afterwards and the Army put up a Bailey bridge to keep the road and village open.
Prince Philip made a visit by helicopter, landing in the Tipton St John Playing Fieldand visiting villagers to see and hear about the floods , oh .....and having a pint in The Golden Lion!
Two villagers describe what they remember from that July day and night.

"  ...Cant remember exact date, but I know it was July.  The rain was coming down in torrents and the first flood came down through the Village from the Goyle.  This flooded all the houses through the village and caused a fair amount of water damage. We had been clearing up the mess from that in my brothers house and I also went and helped Mrs Blunn with the dress shop, she lost a lot of her stock because of it.  When we had cleared up a lot of the mess, I went home to change and eat and then drove my Aunt’s car back down to the Village and parked it where I had been told to by the Station House, I was probably the last person to go over the old River Bridge.  We were advised that there was going to be another wave of flooding and were trying to move furniture etc. upstairs at my brothers to save what we could from the next lot, even a washing machine.  Chris and Jill lost a lot of their wedding presents in the flood.  The next lot of water came down across the fields towards the back of the house. Apparently it had got blocked because of the hay in the fields.  It came in a big wave and as it crashed into the back of the house the brick wall holding up the kitchenette caved in with a tremendous crash.  Jill and I were on the stairs and Chris was in the room it came into and just managed to jump through the window before a rather large piano was washed across the room and jammed itself into the window.  The water came into the house to a depth of about 4ft.  We had to push open a door, behind which was floating a large settee and then open the window to see Chris outside in the water.  He wanted us to get out in case of further collapse.  We went through the window into the water and swam across the road, I could just touch the road in the middle, so it must have been about 5ft.  John and Margaret Quaintance kindly took us in and made us dry and comfortable, their houses were up out of reach of the water.  The houses through the village were uninhabitable for quite a while afterwards.     Jill was introduced to the Duke of Edinburgh when he visited a few days later, he made a comment about “webbed feet” to her.  Incidentally the car had floated from one end of the Station Yard to the other but started first time.  We had to get back to Tipton Vale via Ottery.  The Army eventually came and built a bailey bridge to join the Village together again."
Marilyn Berry

"We had torrential rain all day, the village had been flooded in the afternoon from the brooks. I went down to the village in the evening and the river was rising up making a huge noise, then the Mill stream started to come out. We walked back up the village as the water rose ending up at Potters Corner at about 1am. You could hear the football hut break up and then the bridge, the telephone box was getting submerged, bins and other bits were floating around"
Len Baker

Photos from Sidmouth Museum, Tipton Times and some private collections.