Valentine’s Snapshots – Scottish National War Memorial, Edinburgh Castle

Every year, without fail, even when he was dying a slow and lingering death, my Dad would trek up to the Scottish National War Memorial in Edinburgh Castle.  He would look up his brother Bill, who was killed in the Second World War, bow his head and say a silent prayer.



WWII, Uncle Bill & HMS Gloucester

I’ve done this one before, but stumbled across a first hand account on that there internet about what happened when my Uncle Bill (Hamilton) got killed by that bastard Hitler.


“This is an extract from J.E. Price book, “Heels in Line “. The title refers to how the sailors left their shoes on the deck when they left the Gloucester for the last time. He was a gunner on the ship and spent the rest of the war in various POW camps in Greece, Austria and Germany . At the end of the war, he was in a camp in Poland and was freed by the Americans. He was suffering from frost bitten toes (which were amputated without anaesthetic). He was flown back to Britain suffering from Typhoid and was not expected to survive the journey. Eventually, he was de-mobbed back to his home in Exmouth where he became a postman and where he spent the rest of his life. He very patriotically died on Trafalgar Day in 1978 – a sailor until the end! The book is out of print, but is well worth reading if you can get a copy.”

Read all about it here.








HMS Gloucester



Forename William George Bell
Rank Sto 2
Service number P/KX119526
Place of birth West Calder
Date of death 22 May 1941
Theatre of death RN HMS Gloucester Crete
Cause of death Unknown
Unit name Unknown Unit attached to ROYAL NAVY AND ROYAL MARINES

WWII – it’s all about me!

HMS Gloucester

HMS Gloucester

On the 22nd May, 1941, HMS Gloucester, 14 miles north of Crete, was attacked by German Stuka dive bombers and sank, having sustained at least four heavy bomb hits and three near-misses. Of the 807 men aboard at the time of her sinking, only 85 survived. Her sinking is considered to be one of Britain’s worst wartime naval disasters.

One of those killed was my Uncle Bill, my Dads big brother.  At the time, my Dad was serving in the RAF, where he remained until 1946.  Every year, on Remembrance Sunday he would take me to the Scottish National War Memorial at Edinburgh Castle, look up his brother in the Book of Remembrance, bow his head for 2 minutes, then pull his shoulders back and say “right, son, fancy a play on the cannons”.

And that is how it should be.  The mawkish Me! Me! Me! outpourings over the last month (because Remembrance Sunday lasts longer than Christmas these days) is absolutely sickening.  The BBC has been the worst, as their media whores try to outdo each other with tales of long dead, distant relatives they never met, bravely wiping away a tear, as it becomes all about them.

Of course we should remember, but it doesn’t have to be a self pitying, selfie taking circus.  Bow your head, take a breath, and go play on the cannons.

HMS Gloucester sinking, photographed by the Germans.

HMS Gloucester sinking, photographed by the Germans.

Uncle Bills medals (at least the Hamilton one)

I had two Uncle Bills, one on each side of the family. But it was the Hamilton one who got killed in the Second World War.

William George Bell Hamilton

o 18 JAN 1920
o in West Calder, West Lothian, Scotland

o 22 MAY 1941
o in HMS Gloucester

My Dad used to go up to the Scottish National War Memorial every year and look him up in the book. You can still visit it without paying the admission to Edinburgh Castle.

I’ve got all the paperwork from my Gran, who had to wait what must have seemed like a lifetime, from the missing in action letter to confirmation of his death. I’ll get round to scanning that in sometime, but here’s a picture of the posthumous medals that got sent to my Grandad.

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Sinking of the HMS Gloucester, 1941

22 May 1941 , Crete

Gloucester formed part of a naval force acting against German military transports to Crete, with some success. On 22 May 1941, while in the Kithera Channel, about 14 mi (12 nmi; 23 km)14 miles (26 km) north of Crete, she was attacked by German Stuka dive bombers and sank, having sustained at least four heavy bomb hits and three near-misses. Of the 807 men aboard at the time of her sinking, only 85 survived. Her sinking is considered to be one of Britain’s worst wartime naval disasters.

The circumstances of the sinking were featured by a BBC programme. According to this, the despatch of Gloucester, alone and low on fuel and anti-aircraft ammunition (less than 20% remaining), into danger was a “grievous error”. Furthermore, the failure to attempt to rescue survivors after dark was “contrary to usual Navy practice”. A survivor commented “The tradition in the Navy is that when a ship has sunk, a vessel is sent back to pick up survivors under cover of darkness. That did not happen and we do not know why. We were picked up by Germans.”

Another account of the sinking differs from, and adds to, the BBC report. In this, Gloucester and Fiji, both already low on ammunition, had been sent to support the rescue of survivors from the destroyer Greyhound. Fierce air attacks further depleted their ammunition and they were given permission to rejoin the main fleet. It was during their return that Gloucester was sunk. Fiji was sunk later the same day.

On 30 May 1941, in a letter to the First Sea Lord, Sir Dudley Pound, Admiral Cunningham wrote, “The sending back of Gloucester and Fiji to the Greyhound was another grave error and cost us those two ships. They were practically out of ammunition but even had they been full up I think they would have gone. The Commanding Officer of Fiji told me that the air over Gloucester was black with planes.”

The wrecksite is a protected place under the Protection of Military Remains Act.


Here’s the entry in the Book of Remembrance at the Scottish War Memorial;


Firstname William George Bell
Service number P/KX119526
Date of death 22/05/1941
Place of birth West Calder
Rank Sto 2
Theatre of death

And here she is, before she got sunk.

HMS Gloucester


And this is what it looked like when the Huns hit her; (Photograph taken by a German airman recording the sinking of Gloucester off the coast of Crete, 22 May 1941)

HMS GLoucester

Mr H goes to Dalserf

Mr H goes to Dalserf

I’ve been to the land o’ ma faithers! Well, my 3rd great grandfather Archibald Hamilton who was born in Dalserf in 1801.

Who begat William Hamilton (born 1821 in Dalserf – 1873) who begat John Hamilton (1852 – 1922) who begat Alexander Hamilton (1883 – 1968) who begat Alexander Walker Hamilton (1922 – 1980) who begat me!

This is Dalserf today, and you can follow the photographic journey through the wilds of Lanarkshire via 6 trains and 3 buses here..

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