AS Simpkins . British Army Royal Armoured Corps AS Simpkins served with the Royal Armoured Corps British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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S/Sgt. Edgar Thomas William Simpkins . British Army 9th Field Hygiene Section Royal Army Medical Corps from Bath My father, Edgar Simpkins, who is now 100 and lives in Australia, lied about his age and joined the RAMC in April 1932. He was sent to Crookham, then to Millbank and the RAM College which adjoined the barracks. Troops from the barracks serviced the college and Queen Alexandras hospital.
From there he was transferred to Woolwich where he started as an orderly on the wards, became a 3rd class, then 2nd class and finally a 1st class nurse. Then he became a hospital cook and then transferred to the mortuary.
He was called up from the reserve before war started and was sent to Cherbourg inspecting and preparing billets on the coast of France all the way up to Belgium when the Germans advanced and the British had to withdraw, eventually evacuating from Cherbourg on a hospital ship which the Germans tried to bomb.
During the war, he served in the 9th Field Hygiene Section and the 13th Field Sanitary Section.
He went down through Spain and Portugal, into the Mediterranean and various parts of the north coast of Africa, Egypt, and eventually to Sicily and Italy.
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L/Cpl. KC Simpkins . British Army East Riding Yeomanry L/Cpl.KC Simpkins served with the East Riding Yeomanry British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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Sgt. Fred Simpsom . British Army 32 Casualty Clearing Station Royal Army Medical Corps from Leeds
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Gdsm. Simpson . British Army
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A Simpson . British Army A Simpson served with the British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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A Simpson . British Army A Simpson served with the British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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A Simpson . British Army Royal Armoured Corps A Simpson served with the Royal Armoured Corps British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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Sgt. A. Simpson . Royal Canadian Air Force 419 Sqd.
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AD Simpson . British Army AD Simpson served with the British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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2nd Lt. Albert Alfred Simpson . British Army 65 Constr. Sec. Royal Corps of Signals (d.10th Dec 1944)
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Pte. Albert Simpson . British Army Seaforth Highlanders from Beverley East Yorkshire (d.11th Jun 1944) My Father Roy always wanted to see his brother Albert's grave. He died before he got the chance so I will be going in his place. He always thought that Albert had died on the beaches, but he actually died of his wounds in a makeshift hospital on 11th June 1944. Albert Simpson served with the Seaforth Highlanders.
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Sgt. Albert Simpson . Royal Air Force 153 Squadron from Preston, Lancs. (d.22th Jan 1945) My dad, Sgt Albert Simpson 1238641, was flying as rear gunner on Lancaster
PB636 of 153 Squadron. The pilot was F/Lt Alan Edger Jones. We cannot trace his family or find a photo of him. The op was a raid on a synthetic oil refinery at Duisburg. 286 Lancasters and 16 Mosquitos were involved, out of this number only two Lancasters were lost - PB636 P4D and NG185. My Dad's Lancaster was never seen or heard of again. NG185 was found crashed in Holland and their crew were buried in a war cemetery.
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Sgt. Albert Simpson . Royal Air Force 153 Squadron from Preston (d.23rd Jan 1945) My dad Albert Simpson was based at RAF Scampton with No. 153 Squadron who at the time were flying Lancaster bombers.
He was was lost on a raid on a synthetic oil refinery in Duisburg on the 22nd/23rd of Jan 1945. 286 Lancasters took part on the mission that night. Bomber command lost only two Lancasters that night one was my dads and the other was his pals.
My Dad was the rear gunner, nothing was ever seen or heard of my dads lancaster again. The other Lancaster was found crashed in Holland with all their bodies being recovered.
I don't think we will ever know what happened to my dads Lancaster.
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Sgt. Albert Simpson . Royal Air Force 153 Squadron from Preston (d.22nd/23rd Jan 1945)
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Sgt. Albert Simpson . Royal Air force 153 Squadron from Preston (d.22nd/23rd Jan 1945) My dad Albert Simpson was stationed at Scampton with 153 Squadron. He was a rear gunner.
On the night of 22nd/23rd of January 1945 my dad's Lancaster took part in a raid on an oil refinery in Duisburg. Bomber Command lost two Lancasters that
night one was my dad's Lancaster and the other one his pal's Lancaster both
of 153 Squadron. A force of 286 Lancasters took part. My dad's Lancaster was never seen or heard of again. The other Lancaster was found crashed in
Germany with all their bodies. I don't think we will ever know what happened to my dad's Lancaster that night. The aircraft numbers were PB636 my dads the NG185 code P4D.
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AB Alfred Simpson . Royal Navy from Hull Alfred Simpson served with the Royal Navy in WW2
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AN Simpson . British Army AN Simpson served with the British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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Capt. Andrew Cooper Simpson . Briish Army 1st Btn. Cameron Highlanders (Queen's Own) My father, Andrew Simpson, was in the 1st Cameron Highlanders (Queen's Own) and was stationed in Burma during WW2. At the end of the war his ship berthed in Cape Town, South Africa, where he stayed.
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Lt. Charles Hubert Edward Simpson . British Army Royal Artillery from Sunderland My Dad, Charles Simpson escaped from Camp 49, Fontenallato, Emila-Romagna, Italy in 1944 when Italy capitulated. He walked to Rome having many adventures on the way.
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Tpr. Charles Clifford Simpson . British Army 1st Royal Dragoons Royal Armoured Corps from Blidworth, Nottinghamshire (d.11th October 1944) Charles Simpson was the Son of Harry and Margaret Elizebeth Simpson, of Blidworth, Nottinghamshire. He was 21 when he died and is buried in the Hilvarenbeek Protestant Cemetery, Noord-Brabant, Netherlands.
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Pte. Charles Beresford Simpson MM.. British Army 9th Btn. Durham Light Infantry (d.14th Jun 1944) Charles Simpson of 9th Btn. Durham Light Infantry was killed in action on 14th of June 1944. Aged 28
he was the son of Charles and Lucy Simpson of Washington Station, Co. Durham,
husband of Gladys Simpson of Kimblesworth, Co. Durham.
He is buried in Bayeux War Cemetery.
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D Simpson . British Army D Simpson served with the British Army. I have his unissued dogtags, made in preparation for deployment to the Far East and would love to get them home to his family. I am happy to cover all costs. If you are a family member or can put me in touch with them please get in touch. Update: Unfortunately The Wartime Memories Project has lost touch with Dan, his website, facebook page and email have all ceased to function. But if you can add any details about the person listed, please use the add to record link below.
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Pte. D. W. Simpson . Australian Army 2/2 Btn.AIF Pte Simpson exchanged identities with 'Smoky' Hibbens of the RAAF so that the airman could spend time outside the camp with the working party in the hope that he could make an escape.
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Corporal David Cooper Simpson . British Army 507 Field Company Royal Engineers (d.5th Jul 1941) David Cooper Simpson died aged 37, he was born in Jarrow in 1903 and was the husband of Janet Simpson (nee Brady). he is buried in Jarrow Cemeteryand is commemorated on the WW2 Roll of Honour Plaque in the entrance of Jarrow Town Hall.
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Pte. David Simpson . British Army Seaforth Highlanders from Craigellachie, Scotland
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Gnr. David Simpson . British Army Royal Artillery from Edinburgh My dad David Simpson seldom spoke to me about the war, preferring to tell my brother man to man. He was rescued from the water, I think from HMS Orion. He told no one of this at home, however his cousin was the skipper of the boat which rescued him. After this incident, we believe that he was posted to the Faroe Islands, perhaps for rest and recuperation it is thought. He did speak often of that posting which he found bleak.
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Dennis Frederick "Simmo" Simpson . Royal Navy from Leicester My grandfather Dennis Simpson served on HMS Sirius during the Malta missions. I'm not sure of his rank, or dates of service. I am hoping someone can help provide more information. He passed back in 2002 and I was never able to find out more about his time serving in the war.
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Dorothy Ethel Simpson . Women's Land Army from Basford, Nottingham It was a Sunday when we left Nottingham and two other girls Elsie and Thelma were also new recruits for the W.L.A and they had a W.L.A representative with them who was travelling with us and would take us to our private billets. Doris and I were put in a private billet with a Mr and Mrs Pay and the other two girls were put in another billet about three-quarters of a mile away from us on a main road. The first thing Doris and I wanted to do was write to our parents and tell them the name and address where they could write to us. We asked our new landlady her name and she said Mrs Pye, well Doris wrote Mrs Pie, I argued with her and said it's spelt Pye. Two days later we found out her name was Mrs Pay, it seems she had a strong Kentish accent that made A sound like I. We were dreading getting a letter with the wrong name on. The house was old fashioned, no bathroom just two bedrooms, Mr Pay had one bedroom and Doris and I shared a double bed in the other room. Nowadays two females wouldn't ever be put in the same bed, but we were innocent of goings on today. Mrs Pay slept in a single bed in the parlour. Mr Pay made no secret of the fact that he had a woman friend. Mr & Mrs Pay never argued and treated each other with respect. He was quite a clever person I think she bored him. Monday morning about 7.30 am a lady from W.L.A came to take us to work, she hadn't told us anything before, we got in her car and we stopped to pick up the other two girls who were still in bed and their landlady was annoyed and said the girls should be allowed to settle in. We were taken to work about five miles away to a farmer Crump, he should have been called grump because he was grumpy. Our first job was to pick six or eight sheaves of corn up and lean them together. This is called stooking and helps in drying out the corn, this was before Combine Harvesting. The weather was boiling hot and my hard leather shoes were killing me, so T took my socks off to give my feet more room, but the corn
6stubble cut my ankles to ribbons. Well after three days of stooking and we had nearly finished the acres of wheat fields a terrific gale came up, and our four girls watched in horror as nearly all our stooks collapsed. The farmer appeared and swore at us and told us we were no bl--dy good. The next day we were picked up and taken to a farm about 6 miles away to help with bringing in the corn to be put in barns or built into stacks. We were given a pitch fork each and told to climb into a rickety old cart pulled by a horse. As we crossed the road to the first of the fields we had to work in, the cart went in a rut and threw Doris forward and the upturned pitch fork went into her hand making it bleed. We shown it to the farmer but he just did a tut tut and that was it. We bandaged it with handkerchiefs. We pitched wheat sheaves onto the cart but we were shown how to stack them so they were firm and didn't fall off. They were stacked very high and it was a bit scary if you had been making the stack in the cart and you were left on the top and we had to go along a track and cross the road to the barn to stack it there. All went well till the last load which was oats and the farmer said, it doesn't matter how that's stacked. Doris and I were on the cart and it was stacked as high as possible, just as we got to the rut in the road the cart gave a jerk, Doris and I were thrown off, I just slipped down landing feet first, but where was Doris? Well she was upside down in the ditch. She was unhurt, but she looked so funny we were hysterical with laughter. Then we saw our one and only bus coming so we yanked Doris out of the ditch and ran to catch our bus leaving the farmer to pick up the fallen sheaves. At the weekend we were issued with huge bicycles as our only means of transport from now on, but these bicycles were policemens, no light ladies bikes for us, they were very heavy and our billet was near a railway crossing and the gates were kept closed so we used to have to carry these heavy bikes over the wooden bridge.
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