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Pte. George Sibley
British Army 2nd Btn. Northamptonshire Regiment
from:Warkton, Kettering
(d.6th Oct 1915)
George Sibley was killed in action on the 6th of October 1915, aged 20. he was the son of Alfred W. and Avis A. Sibley, of New Lodge, Warkton, Kettering. Native of Stamford Hill, Kettering.
Pte William George Sibley
British Army 2nd Btn. Royal Berkshire Regiment
from:Cowley, Middx
(d.10th March 1915)
William George Sibley was 21 when he was killed in 1915. He was awarded the Delhi Durbar Medal in 1911 so he must have joined the army at a very young age.
CSgt. John William Siddall
British Army 4th Btn. West Riding Regiment
John Siddall was discharged on the 32nd of April 1916
Pte. George Henry Siddalls
British Army 7th Btn. London Regiment
from:Tuttbury
(d.28th Aug 1918)
My Great Uncle was George Henry Siddalls. I have a picture of him with North Staffordshire Regiment cap badge and number 61128. He was the third son of Mr & Mrs Siddalls, all three serving in WW1. He then went to the Middlesex Regiment and was killed in action on 28th of August 1918 age 23, he fell in the advance with the 7th Btn London Regiment. His name is on the memorial in Vis en Artoir. His name was never recorded on any war memorials in the UK except for a plaque erected by the Oddfellows as he was one, in Tuttbury church, which was taken down and put away in the 30s as it was connected to Oswald Mosley. Thankfully it is now restored and back on the wall.
Pte. William Siddle DCM.
British Army 18th Btn. Durham Light Infantry
Pte. Samuel Wilfred Sidebotham
British Army 9th Btn. Border Regiment
from:Salford, Manchester
Pte. Samuel Wilfrid Sidebotham
British Army 1/7th Btn. Lancashire Fusiliers
Samuel Sidebotham served with the 7th Battalion, Lancashire Fusiliers.
Pte. Earnest Sidely
British Army 32nd Btn. Royal Fusiliers
from:Ealing
(d.12th March 1917 )
Earnest Sidley married Emma Willard in Ealing on 25th of December 1914. He had a daughter born in September 1916 who he never met. He fought with the 32nd Battalion, Royal Fusiliers in Ypres, Belgium. He is buried at Lijssenthoek Military Cemetery in Belgium. He was 32 years old. 'Called to his eternal rest, but missed by all.' He earned the Victory and British War Medals
Pte. John Sidney Sidwell
British Army 1st Battalion Royal Scots Fusiliers
from:Birmingham
(d.15th Sep 1914)
My great uncle, John Sidwell, died just 3 weeks after landing in France at the Battle of the Aisne. I believe his medals are in a private collection in Canada. At the time of his death both his parents had already passed away. He has no grave but his name is recorded on the Memorial at La Ferte Sous Jouarre.
Pte. Sidney John Sidwell
British Army 1st Battalion Royal Scots Fusiliers
from:Birmingham
(d.15th Sep 1914)
John Sidwell served with the Royal Scots Fusiliers 1st Battalion. He died in September 1914.
2nd Lt. John Frederick Louis Sieber
British Army 6th Battalion East Yorkshire Regiment
from:52 Mile End Road, South Shields
(d.4th Oct 1916)
John Sieber was the cousin of my maternal grandfather. His parents were German immigrants who came to South Shields in the early 1890s. John was born in South Shields, where his father was a pork butcher, on 6 Nov 1896. He attended South Shields Grammar Technical School for Boys where he was a scholar and went from there, in 1913, to Armstrong College, Newcastle upon Tyne, then part of Durham University. He joined the Durham OTC and on the outbreak of war was commissioned with the 6th Battalion, E Yorks. Apart from what I have read on websites - Gallipoli then France - I know nothing of his war history.
However, his story is an interesting one in this sense: at the time he was fighting the Germans for the British Army his parents and uncle and aunt, (my great grandparents) had been living and working on Tyneside. Although they escaped internment, they were hounded out of the region because they were Germans spending much of the war in Cumbria. His cousin - my grandfather's sister - had gone to Germany to stay with family in the summer of 1914, aged 13, and essentially was stranded in Germany for the duration of the war. Although she was not interned, she was treated as an alien, required to report twice daily to the local police in Kiel, Schleswig Holstein, and denied rations and education. The effect on this family arising from this state of internal conflict can only be imagined. They all stayed in England after the war, returning to Tyneside where my grand father's family, at least, prospered.
Pte A V Siebert
British Army 19th Btn Northumberland Fusiliers
from:77, Old Ford Rd, Bethnal Green, London
(d.17th Jun 1918)
Siebert, A, V. Private, 69605, Killed in action on 17th June 1918. Aged 19 years.
Buried in the Bagneux British Cemetery, Gezaincourt, Somme in grave II. E. 14.
Son of Walter and Phoebe Mary Siebert, of 77, Old Ford Rd, Bethnal Green, London.
From the 19th Btn Northumberland Fusiliers Roll of Honour.
Pte. Percy Henry Sieman
Australian Imperial Forces 36th Btn.
from:New South Wales.
(d.10th Jun 1917)
L/Sgt. Ellis Welwood Sifton VC
Canadian Expeditionary Forces 18th Btn. (Western Ontario Regiment).
from:Canada
(d.9th April 1917)
Ellis Sifton was killed in action on the 9th of April 1917, aged 25 and is commemorated on Panel 3 in the Lichfield Crater Cemetery in France.
An extract from The London Gazette, dated 8th June, 1917, records the following:- "For most conspicuous bravery and devotion to duty. During the attack in enemy trenches Sjt. Sifton's company was held up by machine gun fire which inflicted many casualties. Having located the gun he charged it single-handed, killing all the crew. A small enemy party advanced down the trench, but he succeeded keeping these off till our men had gained the position. In carrying out this gallant act he was killed, but his conspicuous valour undoubtedly saved many lives and contributed largely to the success of the operation."
Pte. Edward Sighe
British Army 1/5th Btn King's Own (Royal Lancaster Regiment)
from:Liverpool, Lancashire,
(d.10th March 1917)
Edward Sighe enlisted in 1914 with the Kings Own Royal Lancaster Regiment 8th Bn then transferred to the 1/5 Bn. He left behind a son and daughter that he barely knew. He wasn't hit or wounded until 10th March 1917 when he was killed. Not sure where but the date was the same time as the occupation of Blakeley Crater he died of his wounds at age 33 he is buried at Poperinghe New Military Cemetery.
Joshua Margerison Signals
British Army Royal Engineers
This is the story was told me by my father pictured above, I have used poetic licence in telling it, but it truly happened.
Boots, Boots, Boots.
Bloody boots! Thought John as he stamped his feet. They were hurting him badly where the leather had rubbed the skin from his heels. He'd tried every trick in the book to make the leather softer, including peeing in them and leaving them to soak all night, but they still hurt. He wriggled his toes and stamped his feet again. He ought not to grumble. His platoon had drawn a week behind the lines and all he had to do was make sure the colonel's horse was groomed and ready for its owner. But even on a cushy job like this his feet gave him gyp. Like a lot of the lads he was convinced that the only cure for his foot problems was to find himself a pair of decent boots, and by decent boots he meant a pair of German officer's knee boots. Some of his mates had managed to get hold of a pair and to hear them talk you would almost believe that such footwear was created by God's Holy Angels.
He heard the colonel approaching so he put down his currycomb, straightened up, and saluted. The Officer smiled at him as he took the horse's reins.
"You've done a good job there, Private, but it's time you were off to breakfast. I won't be needing you for the rest of the day."
John put away the curry brush and walked quickly across to the barn, which served as mess for his platoon. He pushed open the door and was greeted by a loud shout of laughter which came from his mates who were sitting round inside. Quickly he held out his mess tin to Cookie, who slapped in a dollop of porridge and two thick slices of bread, which looked stale as usual. He longed to be home enjoying an oven bottom cake straight from his mother's oven. Army bread was always stale. He made his way to the table he raising an inquiring eyebrow to ask what the laughter was about. His expression was enough to set the men off spluttering again.
It turned out that they were laughing at Alf, the platoon scrounger, who'd been to the nearby farm to try to beg, borrow or steal a fresh egg from the French widow woman. As he'd gone through the gate he'd noticed two of her cows were loose. Slapping the nearest one on the rump he'd attempted to drive them back into the yard, all the while yelling at the top of his voice, "Madam, la leche promenade, la leche promenade." Despite his muddled French Madam knew exactly what he meant. She'd gathered her long skirt up at the waist and yelling French swear words at the top of her voice joined in the chase. Once the cows were behind the rail the widow had shown her gratitude with a fine reward.
"She gave him that egg there," shouted Taffy pointing to Alf's mess tin, which was smeared with the remains of an egg yolk. "Lucky bastard."
John finished his porridge and reached for the tin of Tickler's raspberry and apple jam; a jam that owed its existence more to turnip fields than the raspberry canes. Some of the lads reckoned the pips were made from bits of wood. He chewed with a gusto, it softened the stale bread and filled the emptiness in his stomach.
His best mate, Bert, was nattering about some German boots he'd spied as he was coming away from the trenches that morning. Bert, the company dispatch rider, had owned a market stall in civvy life, and he still kept his eyes skinned for a bargain. It was amazing what he 'found' on his errands. He spent most his time with his head down looking for something to half inch. It was a wonder he didn't crash his bike. Though to be honest you couldn't really blame him, there's nothing more enticing to a sniper than a head in the sights of his gun.
Bert described how gob struck he'd been when a fine pair of German boots lying side by side in a rut at the edge of the track. He reckoned he'd get at least five bob for them from one of the lads. He'd balanced the bike and rushed across to grab them.
At this point Bert's story came to a sudden halt. He reached for his mug and took a great gulp of tea.
"Get on, with the story, lad," begged Taffy. Like all the rest he was determined that one day, he too, would own such a pair. John was busy working out whether he'd enough money to make a bid. Pay day was tomorrow, surely Bert would wait till then, after all they'd been best mates long before they left Blighty. He just hoped they'd fit him.
Slowly Bert lowered his mug and gazed one by one at the men sitting at the table. "Don't get too excited like," he announced, " I ain't got no boots."
A groan went up from the group.
" But, you said you found some this morning. Where are they? Why haven't you got them? Oh, don't tell me you've sold them already?" shouted John in disgust. "Some pal you've turned out to be, you could have given me first chance at them. I thought we was mates."
"Now hold on a minute lad," replied Bert. "I haven't finished yet. I haven't sold nothing, them boots are still where I saw them. If you're that damned keen to have them go and fetch them yourself."
The men at the table fell silent at this remark; it wasn't like Bert to get shirty, he was usually the most placid of men. It took the Duty Sergeant's cry of, "Any complaints?" to rouse them, and for once there were no smart Alec replies.
"Well if you've nothing to complain about you'd better get the hell out of here. You're like a lot of Chelsea Pensioners sitting around enjoying retirement. Get a shufti on or I'll arrange for some pack drill keep you busy."
As they piled out of the barn John caught up with Bert.
"If they didn't fit you, you could have brought them back for me. You know I've always wanted a pair."
"Brought them back for you," echoed Bert as he kicked the dust up under his feet and looked anywhere except at his mate. "If you want the damn things lad, you can fetch them for yourself. I don't mind saying that you're welcome to them! They'll still be there, if you want them, about half a mile back down the track. I don't think they'll have walked away on their own."
"Thanks for nothing." shouted John looking back over his shoulder. "Don't count on me for any favours in future."
Bert's choked reply brought him to a sudden halt. "Ah, John, believe me, I'm still your mate lad, but for Christ's sake watch out. Treat them with respect. You see the poor bugger's feet and legs are still inside them!"
Pte. Sigursteinn Holm "Stonie" Sigurdson
Canadian Expeditionary Force 8th Battalion
(d.10th Oct 1918)
Stonie's real name was Sigursteinn Sigurdson and he was born in Gimli, Manitoba on 28th of February 1894. He was of Icelandic-Canadian descent. He was a carpenter when he enlisted soon after war broke out. He fought with the 8th Battalion at Langemarck, Ypres, and was taken prisoner in the defence of the lines near St. Julien on 22nd of April 1915. He was interned in the Giessen POW camp until 30th of October 1918 when he died of the Spanish flu. Out of four boys who enlisted in the army, three died in the war.
Dvr. A. Sikiti
South African Field Artillery
(d.17th October 1917)
Driver Sikiti is buried in the Ndabakazi Kraal Cemetery, Butterworth, Eastern Cape, South Africa
2nd Lt. Percy Bryan Silcock
British Army 13th Btn. Cheshire Regiment
from:Warrington
(d.11th Aug 1917)
A/Sgt. Ronald Gwyn Silk
British Army 1st Battalion Royal West Kent Regiment
from:Addiscombe
Gwyn Silk joined the Royal West Kent Territorial Battalion in August 1914 just after the outbreak of war. He was 16. By 1915 he was serving with 2/5th Battalion on the home front. Promoted to Lance Corporal in June 1916.
By October 1917 he had been sent overseas and transferred to B Coy, 1st Battalion, Royal West Kent Regiment as an A/Sgt. On 26th of October 1917 he took part in the Battalion's fateful attack just to the north of Gheluvelt in the Ypres Salient. Part of a much larger operation, the attack failed when the 7th Division on its right flank failed to take the village. The attacking Coys (B & D) of 1st Battalion took their first objectives but were then cut off by encircling counterattacks. Every man became a casualty, killed wounded, or taken prisoner. Gwyn Silk was wounded by shrapnel in the right thigh and later pulled out of a German trench by his captors.
He spent the rest of the war in Prisoner of War Camps in Belgium and Germany, returning to the UK on 30th of December 1918.
Rflmn. Thomas Edward Silk
British Army 18th (Arts and Crafts) Battalion Kings Royal Rifle Corps
from:London
(d.3rd June 1917)
Thomas Silk of the 18th Battalion, KRRC was my wife's great uncle. He is on the Menin Gate but unable to locate him among the 18th Battalion killed in action.
L/Cpl. Leslie Thomas Sillay MM.
British Army 12th Field Ambulance Royal Army Medical Corps
from:Bristol
My grandfather Tom Sillay was in the 12th Field Ambulance for the whole duration of the Great War. He was awarded the Military Medal for rescuing a Fusilier officer who had been wounded in no man's land.
Capt. Thomas George Sillem MC.
British Army 16th Btn. Welch Regiment
from:Long Stratton
(d.14th Apr 1918)
Thomas Sillem was awarded the Military Cross for conspicuous gallantry and devotion to duty, Gazetted on 9th of January. His father was a solicitor and Thomas attended a boarding school. He died aged 22 and is commemorated at Tyne Cot and Long Stratton war memorial.
Pte. Alfred Frank Sillence
British Army 5th Btn. Royal Berkshire Regiment
from:West Woodhay, Newbury, Berkshire
(d.19th October 1915)
Alfred Sillence was the youngest of 5 brothers that went to war, and unfortunately the 1st to die. Alfred was killed near the end of the Battle Of Loos as he was about to be withdrawn from the line. He has no known grave but is commemorated on the panels at Dud Corner Cemetery.
Only 2 of the 5 brothers returned, one being my Great Grandfather. His brother William George was killed at Gallipoli about 6 weeks later. Sons of Mr. and Mrs. James Sillence of Field Cottage, West Woodhay, Newbury, Berks.
Pte. R. Sillery
British Army Labour Corps
Private Sillery was 40 when he died on 23rd March 1919 and is buried in Grave E.322 in the Drumconrath New Catholic Cemetery, Drumconrath, Co. Meath, Ireland.
Pte. David Arthur Sillett
British Army 12th Btn. Suffolk Regiment
from:Ipswich, Suffolk
(d.27th Apr 1918)
David Silett was taken prisoner during the offensive at Cambrai during November 1917 and transferred to a POW camp in Germany. He died on 27th of April 1918 of wounds received and is buried in Cologne South Cemetery.
Cpl. Mark Silver
British Army King's Royal Rifle Corps
from:Portsmouth
(d.16th July 1916)
Mark Silver was the father of Sergeant Fred Silver and Bugle Major Ruebin Silver also Band Sergeant Monnie Silver all Regulars of the KRRC and then Rifle Brigade.
Dvr. William Silver
British Army 190th Bde. B Section Royal Field Artillery
from:Surrey
I'm currently trying to find out information about my great grandad's movements in WW1, any help would be greatly appreciated.
Spr. John Silverson
British Army 477th Field Coy. Royal Engineers
from:Portslade on Sea, Sussex
(d.18th Aug 1917)
John Silverson served with 477th Field Coy. and Special Brigade, Royal Engineers. His medals were auctioned in Suffolk in 2019.
Sgt Thomas Septimus Silverton MM.
British Army 9th Battalion Northumberland Fusiliers
(d.7th July 1916)
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