he joined the lancashire fusiliers atjust 18.his attack here, beside the german bunker that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancashire fusiliers made their way uphill towards passchendaele village, and a spot which bert later said he would never forget. we came across what would be about 100 yards square of bodies that had been caught in an artillery shrapnel attack. they were absolutely massacred. private edward michael batten, 13th platoon, d company, 45th battalion, australian imperial force. private james monroe, 1 south african infantry regiment. my great—great—grandfather, rifleman stanley durra nt of the king's... my great—great—uncle, private walter stevenson, fourth battalion grenadier guards. voices and stories that inspire acts of remembrance, like the story of captain noel chavasse, surgeon and olympic athlete, who was awarded the victoria cross twice for rescuing men underfire. when you start to understand the man behind the medals, i think you start to grow an attachment. heroism which brought his great—great

bert fearns joined the lancashire fusiliers with a school friend at 18.egan his attack here, beside the german bunker that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancashire fusiliers made their way uphill towards passchendaele village. and a spot which bert later said he would never forget. we came across what would be about 100 yards square of bodies that had been caught in an artillery shrapnel attack. they were absolutely massacred. private edward michael baton, 13th platoon, d company, 45th battalion, australian imperial... private james monroe, south african infantry regiment. my great, great grandfather, rifleman stanley dorrit. .. my great, great uncle, private walter stevenson, 11th battalion, grenadier guards. voices and stories that inspire acts of remembrance. like the story of captain noel chavasse — surgeon and olympic athlete, he was awarded the victoria cross twice for rescuing men under fire. i decided to get a tattoo... his great, great niece chose to carry a daily reminder of his heroism. perhaps we won't have such big government—funded

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bert ferns joined the lancashire fusiliers with a school friend at 18. slimy duck boards to reach his starting point. we were often taking a quarter of an hour to go a couple of yards, because some of the duck boards were tilted to one side or another. others were falling into shallows. we got some out and there are some we couldn't get out. the point was, was it worth rescuing two men's lives to save one? private edward michael, 13th platoon, b company, aath battalion, australian... private james munro. 0ne south african infantry regiment... my great great grandfather... my great, great uncle, private walter stevenson... voices and stories from around the world. in the army, men from distant corners of the empire fought and died alongside each other. bert began his attack here beside the german bunkers that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancashire fusiliers made its way up here towards passchendaele village and a spot bert later said he would never forget. we came across what would be about 100 yards square of bodies that had been caught in an

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bert ferns joined the lancashire fusiliers with a school friend at 18.struggled up slimy duck boards to reach his starting point. we were often taking a quarter of an hour to go a couple of yards, because some of the duck boards were tilted to one side or another. others were falling into shallows. we got some out and there are some we couldn't get out. the point was, was it worth rescuing two men's lives to save one? private edward michael, 13th platoon, b company, 44th battalion, australian... private james munro. 0ne south african infantry regiment... my great great grandfather... my great, great uncle, private walter stevenson... voices and stories from around the world. in the army, members fought and died alongside each other. bert began his attack here beside the german bunkers that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancashire fusiliers made its way up here towards passchendaele village and a spot bert later said he would never forget. we came across what would be about 100 yards square of bodies that had been caught in an artillery shrapnel

bert fearns joined the lancashire fusiliers with a school friend at 18.is attack here, beside the german bunker that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancashire fusiliers made their way uphill towards passchendaele village. and a spot which bert later said he would never forget. we came across what would be about 100 yards square of bodies that had been caught in an artillery shrapnel attack. they were absolutely massacred. private edward michael baton, 13th platoon, d company, 45th battalion, australian imperial... private james monroe, south african infantry regiment. my great, great grandfather, rifleman stanley dorrit. .. my great, great uncle, private walter stevenson, 4th battalion, grenadier guards. voices and stories that inspire acts of remembrance. like the story of captain noel chavasse — surgeon and olympic athlete, he was awarded the victoria cross twice for rescuing men under fire. i decided to get a tattoo... his great, great niece chose to carry a daily reminder of his heroism. perhaps we won't have such big government—funded events

bert ferns was with the second 6th lancashire fusiliers, hejoined at 18, struggling up slimy duck boardswe were very often taking a quarter ofan hourto we were very often taking a quarter of an hour to move a few yards. fellas were sliding off them, falling into shell holes. we got some out, i'm afraid there were some we could not get out, and the point was, was it worth risking two men's lives to save one? private edward michael batten. d company, 45th battalion... private james munro, one south african infa ntry james munro, one south african infantry regimen. my great—great—grandfather. .. my great great—great—grandfather. .. my great great uncle... voices and stories from around the world, in an army that came to ypres, men from distant corners of the empire fought and died alongside each other. bert began his attack here, decide the german bunker that now lies within tyne cot cemetery. the lancaster fusiliers made their way uphill towards passchendaele village, and a spot which bert later said he would never forget. we came across, would have been about 100 yards square, of bodies.

private bert fearns, 2/6th lancashire fusiliers, describing an attack in october 1917 on the land weme that morning. there was no fire in my belly — no nothing. i staggered up the hill and then dropped over a slope into a sort of gully. it was here that i froze and became very frightened because a big shell had just burst and blown a group of our lads to bits. there were bits of men all over the place, a terrible sight, men just blown to nothing. i just stood there. it was still and misty, and i could taste their blood in the air. i couldn't move. i stood there staring. then an officer came across and shouted we were too far left and must go half right, i would have probably been dead but for him jolting me out of it. these men had just been killed, and we just had to wade through them to get on. that's one thing i'll never forget, what i saw and what i smelt. private f hodgson, 11th canadian field ambulance, canadian army medical corps. i was at a place called tyne cot. we had two pillboxes there. it was a group of pillboxes. the doctor and his helpers were in one, and we stretcher