| Edward Bramley Gammell 13 February 1908-24 May 1999 |
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Ted as he was universally known, was born on the 13th of February 1908, at Countesswells. Quoting from his mother's diary. 'Telephoned for Dr Williamson at 6 p.m. Dear Baby came at 7 o'clock" and next day; "Baby is a darling though not 'Alice Margaret' [clearly they were hoping for another girl after four sons and two daughters]. He has such a neat little head and pretty mouth. Dick is delighted with him." At Christmas 1913, a family jingle was composed about the eight children and the relevant verse reads: "Then we have our little Teddy, Always has an answer ready (He infact is far too wise Even in his mother's eyes)." Ted was five when this was written. He was brought up in Kincardineshire in North Eastern Scotland, in isolated surroundings. His father, Sydney Gammell, had inherited an estate and devoted himself to the running of this, to politics and public service and he played a prominent part in the formation of the Forestry Commission. Ted's grandfathers had both been in the Church and in his upbringing, family prayers were said every evening; and Church regularly attended. Although the house was large - it had to be because of the size of the family - it was a frugal life with no central heating and no money for holidays as people enjoy them now. They had to amuse themselves and learn to be self-sufficient. My aunt told me of the Sixpenny Club they had amongst themselves. You were not allowed to spend more than 6d on anything you needed. Sydney, Ted's father, loved to produce plays - in the house - with members of his family and friends as the cast, and house parties - when friends and relatives came to stay for up to three weeks - were the audience. The children were brought up self-reliant, strong and healthy, with no frills, and a firm discipline. What is very clear from the diaries, is that the parents were a devoted couple, and must have given their children a strong and well-adjusted emotional background. This was typified in Ted's character, in that he was never stressed; he did not complain; he seemed content with his lot in life and found the best in every situation. This stood him in good stead in his lonely years in China.
He was then posted to Canton, which was at that time Japanese controlled, but he lived on Shameen Island, which was a British Protectorate. Here I quote from Ted's own words: "On 7th December 1941, the day of the attack on Pearl Harbour, the Japanese took over. The night before I had been playing bridge with the American Consul and all seemed normal but at 5.00 a.m., I was woken up by my servant telling me the news. At about 11 o'clock, the Japanese turned up, searched the house and confiscated my camera and other things. I was otherwise left undisturbed, although confined to the house. " He and other foreign residents stayed under house arrest for three months before all being moved to an hotel on Shameen island. Ted says, "This was awful, since it was very overcrowded. The Japanese then decided to move us to Shanghai where I was boarded in the house of other Shell people and was allowed to wander round the city as if nothing had happened." Then came a stroke of luck which was to alter Ted's destiny and save him from the fearful horrors of internment which followed for other people. He was selected as a civilian internee, to be exchanged with Japanese civilians caught in the West. They sailed in a luxury liner, the Tatsuta Maru, to Mozambique, where the handover took place. He recalled that the bar would not allow gin or whisky to be drunk, but "white specials" or "yellow specials" were acceptable! Ted returned to Britain on board the Wakunda, via Capetown. He arrived in Liverpool in October 1942. His sister, Barbara, and family in Forfar, where his mother was also living, gave him a home for two months. Shell made sure that Ted was not drafted into the Army and insisted he was needed to do vital war work in co-ordinating fuel supplies for the navy and RAF from their key African bases in Lagos and Freetown. He re-sailed from Avonmouth on an unescorted meat boat going to South America and was dropped off in Freetown, where he caught another boat for Lagos. After 6 months in Lagos and then a year in Freetown, he returned on leave. This time for the first time by air, via Lisbon and landing at Bournemouth. He returned to Lagos in 1944, via Libya and Kano. On both these flights, he was flying at night over enemy occupied Europe!
Having returned to the UK, they made their home at White House, Potter Row, Great Missenden and Ted spent the next 9 years at Head Office in London, as assistant manager for the World Bitumen Market. In 1963 he retired, and in inimitable Gammell style, did not put down his baton, but became a County Councillor from 1965-1970, ran an appeal for North Foreland Lodge school and the box office for the Little Missenden Arts Festival.
The above summary comes from information my father told me about his life, as well as from the researches of Rosemary Stobart Wilson, his neice, who beautifully gave his funeral address. |