These are my stories

 

They are pieced together

from many sources - but

 all the mistakes are my own

 

Rosemary Hawkes

 

SECRET TROWBRIDGE

 

local histories inspired by original research into the history and pre-history of Trowbridge Town Hall

 

 

 


from a private collection

 

SOURCES

 

Wiltshire Times, February 1900

 

The Annals of The Yeomanry Cavalry

of Wiltshire, H. Graham, 1908

 

Trowbridge in Pictures 1812-1914,

ed. M. Landsdown, M. Marshman,

K. Rogers, 1979

 

Trowbridge Postcards & Ephemera

www.flickr.com/photos/93838966@N02/

 

 

 

The boer war memorial at Trowbridge town hall

 

The South African War Memorial was commissioned by the Trowbridge South African War Committee.

The memorial was cast by Singers of Frome, and made in bronze with a black lacquer inlay, framed in oak.  Singers would have been quite famous in 1903, as theirs was the foundry which had cast the wonderful statue of Boadicea by Thornycroft, which had been installed near Westminster Bridge only a year before.  


Singer’s invoice to the Trowbridge South African War Committee

Courtesy of Frome Museum

https://fromemuseum.wordpress.com/collection/metalworking/singers/

 

The bill was paid for by public subscription, at a cost of £80, a sum which would now be equivalent to well over £8,000. 

 

 

 

The memorial was unveiled by Lieutenant-General Lord Methuen, on 21st November 1903.

 

 

A note from Col. Long, on Imperial Yeomanry

headed paper, addressed Trowbridge Barracks

TROWBRIDGE POSTCARDS AND EPHEMERA

(www.flickr.com/photos/93838966@N02/)

 

 

Most of the regimental officers joined him in the barracks over the next few days, some of them so keen that they rode into Trowbridge on the day they got their telegrams, fresh from the Boxing Day hunt, and still wearing their hunting pinks.  Within a week, some two hundred men had enlisted, and by the middle of January there were upwards of three hundred men and two hundred and fifty horses.  So many men volunteered that three squadrons were formed.  This was more than twice the number that could be accommodated in the barracks.

Many of the volunteers to be billeted out in the town, and a large number were quartered in the military hospital.

 

The weather throughout January and February 1900, when the new recruits were training, was dreadful, with incessant rain making the parade ground completely unsuitable for cavalry training.  Col. Long showed his determination and ingenuity by hiring in a circus tent to provide a riding school under cover.

 

Colonel Long in military uniform, standing outside the improvised riding school

THE ANNALS OF THE YEOMANRY CAVALRY OF WILTSHIRE (H. Graham, 1908)

 

 

The three companies of Wiltshire Imperial Yeomanry were paraded on 26th February 1900, the day before embarkation.  Colonel Long took the salute, before making the journey to Liverpool Docks, to wave them off on the troopship Cymric.

 

The final parade of the Wiltshire Imperial Yeomanry at Trowbridge Barracks

TROWBRIDGE IN PICTURES 1812-1914 (ed. M. Landsdown, M. Marshman, K. Rogers, 1979)

 

 

The people of Trowbridge gave the whole contingent of volunteers a magnificent send off, with a

hundred torch bearers lighting their way to the station, and the whole route lined with cheering crowds.

 

On what was a cold and dark February evening, the men of the Wiltshire Imperial Yeomanry

marched off to the South African War, with the band of the Volunteer Regiment marching behind to play them out.

 

 

 

 

 

A happy incomer

from London, with an academic

background and a very supportive

husband, I started by researching

the history of Trowbridge Town Hall.

 

I was soon beguiled by the colourful

history and curmudgeonly character

of this under-appreciated, and quietly

beautiful, West Wiltshire town.

 

 

 

 

All My Life

(Lennon & McCartney)

 

There are places I remember

All my life – though some have changed

Some forever – not for better

Some have gone – and some remain

All these places have their moments

With lovers and friends – I can still recall

Some are dead – and some are living

In my life – I’ve loved them all