2015: Death of Dorothy ‘Grace’ Grant

DOROTHY ‘GRACE’ GRANT Passed away peacefully at home after a short illness on Thursday 13th August aged 88 years. Beloved wife of the late Arthur (photographer). Much loved mum of Geoff and Annette and to Tanya and Mike. Dear grandma of Jamie-Lee, Saffron and Poppy and to Andrew, ‘G-Mar’ of Gracie-May and Harlie-Arthur. Funeral Service in the Church of St Martin on the Walls, Wareham on Friday 21st August at 2.00pm. Family flowers only please, donations if desired for Marie Curie, Wareham Health Centre and The Tyneham Fund may be sent to Albert Marsh Funeral Directors, St Michaels Road, Wareham, Dorset, BH20 4QU.

Published in the Dorset Echo, 15 August 2015

[Dorothy Grace Grant nee Rawles (1926-2015)]

Tall story: Brilliant sketches by an Englishman which were found in a dusty folder show how the Eiffel Tower was built

By Daniel Miller

It was a wonder of modern engineering when it was completed in 1890 and remained the tallest building in the world for an astonishing 41 years.

Now, brilliant drawings by a young English artist of the Eiffel Tower as it was being built have been found hidden away in a dusty folder. They are revealed here for the first time and show the tower’s construction in intricate detail.

The sketches have remained in the family of artist Warwick Herbert Draper since he drew them as a young student in the city between 1887 and 1890.

The never-seen-before pictures show the entire process of the tower being built as well as Parisians enjoying the new attraction in their city.

Detail: A series of sketches have been uncovered by a young British student showing the building of the Eiffel tower. This picture shows the summit with stairs leading to the lighthouse at the very top

They include details of the geology of the area, the foundations, the metal being worked on and people going up in the lifts and enjoying the tower.

Each drawing is annotated and shows what a talent Draper had, combining draughtsmanship and human study.

It is thought he visited Paris several times during the period in which the tower was built and each time sketched what was going on.

The drawings were passed down through his family and his grandson John Ritchie recently found them tucked away in a folder.

He has now decided to sell them at auction where they could fetch several thousand pounds.

In this picture a rudimentary crane is shown hoisting steel sections to workers building a part of the structure. The sketches have remained in the family of English artist Warwick Herbert Draper since they were drawn between 1887 and 1890
Toil: A gang of riveters at work during the construction of the tower. Drawn in black pen, the 17 sketches show the entire process of the tower being built
Draper is thought to have visited Paris several times during the period the tower was built and each time sketched what was going on

Deborah Doyle, from auctioneers Duke’s of Dorchester, Dorset, said: ‘The drawings are of great interest as they show different stages of the Eiffel Tower being constructed.Draper was obviously a very talented draughtsman.’

‘These small drawings show first the geological sections of the strata at the foot of the tower, the position of the four foundation blocks and several drawings of workers at work including one of the Edoux lifts with people changing cars at a height of 650ft.

‘The final drawing of the summit of the Eiffel Tower shows the light-house, laboratories, and the Edoux lift.’

One of Draper’s earliest drawings show the creation of one of the four concrete bases at the foot of the tower
This drawing shows a cross section of one of the lower end of one of the main beams

Draper went on to work as a barrister but continued to draw and paint – skills that he taught himself.

He qualified for the bar in 1898 and later lived at Kelmscott House in Hammersmith, west London, the former home of artist William Morris.

After Morris’s death in 1896, Hammersmith became the centre of the Arts and Crafts movement and a magnet for artists including Frank Brangwyn, Eric Gill and Mary Fedden.

Draper was a leading figure in a range of voluntary and political activities in Hammersmith and Chiswick.

Mr Ritchie, from Weymouth, said: ‘I don’t know much about my grandfather but he worked as a barrister and I believe his art was self-taught.

‘I don’t know how long he was in Paris or whether he visited several times during the construction of the tower.

‘The drawings have been in a folder and they are the type of thing that people might want to see.’

Sketches showing two Parisians going up in the lift and the ticket office at the foot of the tower 
This drawing shows people entering their names at the Figaro newspaper office on the second level of the tower

‘I think he must have been quite a character.’

The Eiffel Tower stands 1,063ft high and remains the tallest building in Paris. It is also the most visited paid-for attraction in the world.

It was named after its designer, the engineer Gustave Eiffel, and was built as the entrance to the 1889 World’s Fair.

Upon its completion, the Eiffel Tower became the tallest building in the world – a title it held for 41 years.

The drawings are being sold at auction on September 29.

Published by the Daily Mail 5 September 2011

2010: Lingering ghosts of a long-dead England

Tyneham in Dorset was already a museum piece when it was shut down during the Second World War. It never reopened

by David Randall

There’ll be another burial in the village next week. Arthur Grant’s ashes will be interred in the churchyard at Tyneham in Dorset. He left more than 60 years ago, but now the last of him will return to the village that laid down its life for the Second World War.

In 1943, the army needed Tyneham to expand its Lulworth firing range, and so everyone was shipped out. Ever since, the only way of becoming a resident again is to die and be buried here. Arthur is believed to be the last of them. Now there is no one with any memory of this curious place which did not wither or change but simply shut its doors and went away.
Even for the time, Tyneham was a period piece, albeit an ambiguous one. For romantics, it was, in its old ways, a keepsake of a once-unchanging England. For modernists, it was, with its broken roadways, its single telephone, and the Bond family owning all the land, an affront to progress.

But, to a few hundred people, it was home. In the early decades of the 20th century, there was Mrs Manktelow, the widow at Double Cottages, the schoolmistress Mrs Pritchard, old Charlie Miller, the Knights, including Fred and his father, coachman to the Bonds at Tyneham House; Charlie Meech, the odd-job man up at the big house; and Mrs Taylor, the village wise woman.

There were two villages here, really. Down the Gwyle, the coombe that led to the sea, was Worbarrow. Then there was Tyneham proper, with its fields of sheep and its Elizabethan manor house. Closer to the green was St Mary’s church; the rectory, home to parsons grand enough to make use of the tennis courts; Dorset stone homes; the one-roomed school; and The Row, the line of terraced cottages punctuated by the village’s only shop.

By the late 1930s, there were cracks in its chocolate-box façade. The school had closed in 1932. There was no pub; Worbarrow’s coastguard station had closed; there was no electricity, no piped water and no development – unless the Bonds sanctioned it.

Then came the war. A radar station was set up on Tyneham Cap, and, to staff it, the Women’s Auxiliary Air Force arrived. They requisitioned Tyneham House, and airmen were billeted in homes. In November 1943, every villager received a letter. “It is necessary,” it began, “to move you from your homes.” By 19 December, all 225 were gone. Many were under the impression they would return, but in 1947 they were told there would be no coming back. Compensation was paid in 1952 and periodic campaigns were mounted to wrest back the village.

They failed, but concessions were made. In 1975, burials were allowed, and the army’s guns are muzzled on 134 days a year so ramblers and curious civilians can once again come to Tyneham. The manor house was demolished in 1967, and thatched roofs have fallen. But the church is preserved, and the school is a museum. In it are the clothes pegs of pupils, and one bears the name Arthur Grant. His ashes will be in the churchyard, but the memory of him, and some of the spirit of the place he once inhabited, lives on.
Published by, and copyright of, The Independent, Sunday 24 January 2010

2010: Death of Arthur Grant

GRANT ARTHUR (AMENDED NOTICE) (Photographer) aged 87 years peacefully at home on Tuesday 12th January 2010. Dearly beloved Husband of Grace and Dad of Geoff, Annette and to Tanya and Mike. A dear Grandad of Jamie-Lee, Saffron and Poppy. Funeral Service in the Church of Lady St Mary, Wareham, Monday 25th January at 2.15pm. Family flowers only please, donations if desired for Wareham Surgery Medical Trust Fund and the Tyneham Fund may be sent to:- Albert Marsh Funeral Directors, St Michaels Road, Wareham, BH20 4QU. Tel. 01929 552107.

Published by Bournemouth Echo, Tuesday 19 January 2010

[Arthur Henry John Grant (1922-2010)]

 

2010: Tributes paid to legendary Purbeck photographer Arthur Grant

by Jim Durkin

The family of legendary Purbeck photographer Arthur Grant have paid a heartfelt tribute to a “huge character who will always be remembered with affection and love”.

Arthur passed away peacefully at home last Tuesday at the age of 87, after a brave battle against a protracted illness. He worked as a professional photographer for three decades, with many of his pictures featuring in the Daily Echo and Swanage and Wareham Advertiser.

Son Geoffrey said: “Dad will be remembered fondly, having touched many people’s lives in his role as the photographer in Wareham and Purbeck.”

Arthur is also remembered as one of the last inhabitants of Tyneham village, which was requisitioned by the army and used as a practice area for the historic D-Day landings. The village, heavily damaged, would eventually be substantially restored and opened to the public. Arthur went on to give many interviews for books and television about his schoolboy memories of Tyneham life. In a moving gesture, his family have been given special permission for his ashes to be interred at Tyneham – Arthur is finally going home.

The year before the outbreak of the Second World War, Arthur, aged just 16, joined the Union Castle Shipping Line. He served as captain’s steward on the Capetown Castle, which was converted into a troop carrier and survived a bombing off Northern Ireland. During leave he met young Dorset woman Dorothy Grace Rawles, his beloved Grace, who he went onto marry at Poole in 1953. He is survived by Grace and their two children, Geoffrey and Annette. Arthur also worked as a steward on the flying boats which operated out of Poole and for Australian airline Qantas, where he rose to the rank of deputy flight steward controller. He was honoured to be selected as part of the crew flying the Queen to Australia during her 1954 tour.

After returning to England, to help his sick mother in the late 1950s, Arthur and Grace settled in Mill Lane, Wareham. It was around this time he decided to turn his love of photography into a profession. After retirement in 1990 Arthur became a prolific gardener.

His funeral service will be held at the Church of Lady St Mary, Wareham, on Monday at 2.15pm. The family will be holding light refreshments at the South Street Conservative Club afterwards.

Published by, and copyright of, the Daily Echo, 19 January 2010

2008: History wakes up

By Nick Churchill

BENEATH the muck and dust of ages, Tyneham’s centuries-old farm is stirring. For nearly 65 years all that has moved through its stables and stalls are bats, creepy-crawlies and the odd range warden – but a new project is under way that will see these buildings restored and reopened.

Not that it will ever be a working farm of course – Purbeck’s famed ghost village has long since surrendered all possibility of human habitation – but it will provide a unique vantage point from which we can peer into the past.

I’m lying awake at night working out how I can bring the whole thing together, but the idea is to show how the farm worked.

Lilian Bond

Project manager and designer Lynda Price and her husband John have already cleared the pond by the time I find them ankle-deep in mud.

A small double-arched bridge has been uncovered, and so, to their surprise, has the cobbled floor of the stream. “This must have been for decoration, because I can’t imagine why someone would go to all that trouble if they only used the stream to flush away waste from the stables,” says Lynda.

“It’s a puzzle, one of many, but that’s what I love about this job.

Lilian Bond called this the Pond Yard in her book (Tyneham: A Lost Heritage) but, although she gives very detailed descriptions, I have no idea how this was laid out. I’d imagine there’s a stone road over that bridge as this was the main entrance to the farm from what they called the Lulworth road.”

Tyneham and the surrounding area was evacuated in 1943 to allow Allied troops to exercise in the build-up to the Normandy landings. The villagers and the estate’s owners, the Bond family, never returned.

Retained as part of Lulworth Ranges, for decades it remained largely unseen, gradually returning to nature until the mid-1970s when the Ministry of Defence agreed greater public access on weekends and holidays.

In 1994, the old school was reopened, restored to how it looked in the 1920s. Work followed on the church and many of the cottages with a series of displays explaining village life under what was, to all intents and purposes, the last vestiges of feudal England.

Swanage-based artist Lynda has now turned her attention to Tyneham Farm. “The farmhouse is only two bricks high, so that is lost, as are some of the other buildings.

“But the Great Barn, the granary, stables, tack room and cowsheds are all there. So is the mysterious bull house, which had a chicken coop on top.”

She plans to reopen the main barn as The History Barn, for use by community groups and schools, as well as placing the farm in its historical and environmental context.

One wall appears to have been painted blue. “Well, Lilian Bond talks about the Tyneham Players, and the shows they put on. Her father erected a stage on the north aisle, so it could be that they painted it. She says they used to have up to 160 people sitting in there.”

In the store above the 1904 coach house, Lynda opens the shutter doors and the light floods in.

The original tiles are on the roof and, although part of the timber framing has been patched up, there are materials here that are hundreds of years old.

“Most of this is 1904 because we know the steps were originally on the outside of the building, but the stables, stalls and mangers are part of a much older building.

“I’m lying awake at night working out how I can bring the whole thing together, but the idea is to show how the farm worked and to look at the decline of small farming communities. It will also acknowledge the radar research work at Brandy Bay.”

Lynda is on the lookout for pre-1940s farm implements and excitedly showed me photos of long-redundant chaff-cutters and hay-balers sent to her by a property developer who was impressed by her work at Tyneham.

“You get involved in every aspect of the project – from tracing families to finding the right wood and stone, designing displays and clearing bramble.”

Her boundless enthusiasm surfaces again as she shares with me a letter from the nephew of Walter Case-Smith, the tenant farmer until the early 1940s.

He talks about a much-admired flock of Dorset Horn sheep and how the milk had to be stored overnight in tanks of water to keep it fresh in summer before a lorry arrived to take it to Corfe Castle.

“It’s amazing what you find out – Walter Case-Smith was quite a character. The field in front of the farmhouse was open, so cows, chickens and sheep would be out grazing together. You wouldn’t see that nowadays.”

The last tenant of Tyneham Farm was one S C Churchill. “Now he wasn’t very popular. He was a newcomer for one thing, but he also brought the first tractors to the valley.

“Previously everything had been done by horse, so he laid farmworkers off – and, of course, he got all the compensation when the village was evacuated.”

As with the rest of the work at Tyneham, the farm project is not commercially-driven.

The village remains a gentle oasis for the imagination untainted by tea rooms, gift shops and hi-tech displays, allowing the ruins to retain the mystery that has captured the minds of thousands of visitors over the years.

“I can’t stand that phrase visitor centre’ – it’s so dry and dull,” says Lynda.

“What I love about Tyneham is that it’s a great place for people of all ages where they are not hassled by ice cream sellers, hot dog stands and souvenir stalls.

“The Army does not have a vast budget of taxpayers’ money for Tyneham, so I’ve had to get very good at asking people for things for nothing and the £2 parking fee really does pay for the upkeep.”

Clearing work continues – much of it involving community groups such as the Lulworth Society – but as befits this window on Purbeck’s past, there’s no set date for the reopening of Tyneham Farm. Things have a habit of working out when they’re meant to.

“There is a plan of sorts, but no timetable. There are so many possibilities – it’s very exciting.”

The Great Barn at Tyneham Farm will be open to the public on March 22. If you have old farm implements or other ephemera that may find a home at Tyneham, please contact range liaison officer Lt Col Ken Davies on 01929 404714.

Published by Daily Echo, Saturday 23 February 2008

2006: Death of Poppy Ingram

POPPY INGRAM. Dearly mother of Ruth, David and Lizzie, widow of Gilbert and Cliff Budden, of Southdown. Adored granny and great granny, fell asleep on 27th September, 2006. Funeral service service at St Michaels Church, Owermoigne, on Friday 6th October at 10.00am. Flowers and/or donations in aid of St Catherine’s Chapel, Holworth, may be sent c/o Woods Funeral Service, 11a Icen Way, Dorchester, DT1 1EW (please make cheques payable to Woods Funeral Service). Please wear something red for Poppy.

Published by Dorset Echo, Saturday 30 September 2006

[Poppy Cicely Ingram formerly Budden nee House (1925-2006)]

2003: Death of John Durant-Lewis

DURANT-LEWIS JOHN (Late Chief Executive of Wareham & Purbeck Rural District Council) and resident of Wareham for nearly 70 years, passed away peacefully, aged 93 years, at Holmegate Residential Home, on 5th April 2003. Funeral Service at Poole Crematorium on Tuesday 15th April at 1.30pm. Family flowers only please. All enquiries c/o Lesley Shand Funeral Service, Tel: (01202) 658833.

Published by the Bournemouth Echo, 9 April 2003

1980: Death of Lilian Margaret Garneys BOND nee BOND

Deaths: BOND. – On 12th August, 1980, Lilian, aged 93, widow of Ivo Bond, daughter of William Bond of Tyneham, Dorset. Funeral service at St. Mary’s Church, Dorchester on Tuesday, 19th August at 11.30 am, followed by cremation at Weymouth. No flowers by request. Enquiries please to Grassby & Sons, Funeral Directors, 16 Princes Street, Dorchester. Tel. Dorchester 2338

Published by The Times, Thursday 14 August 1980

1947: Aged Evacuee from Training Area Mrs. C. Miller dies at Stoborough

An evacuee from the much discussed battle training area of the Isle of Purbeck, whose exclusion from her lifelong home at Warbarrow Bay has aroused the sympathy of all interested in the “battle” of Purbeck. Mrs. Harriet Deborah Miller, has died at her home at Stoborough. The fate of the only home she knew in her sixty odd years of married life has still to be decided by the Government.

Mrs. Miller, who was 93, was evacuated in December 1943, and within a week her 93 years old husband, Mr. Charlie Miller, died. By permission of the military authorities, he was buried in his home parish of Tyneham, and ever since his widow has grieved that she has been debarred from visiting his last resting place.

In view of all the circumstances Mrs. Miller decided that her last resting place should be at the cemetery adjoining Wareham Parish Church, where her relatives could visit and tend her grave.

So it was that Mrs. Miller was buried at Wareham, separated from her husband, with whom she lived in the little cottage at Warbarrow for the 63 years of her married life. A native of Kingston, she was for some time before her marriage a teacher at Tyneham School.

The funeral service was conducted by the Rev. John Frith, and chief mourners were Mrs. J. Hodge, Mrs. A. Head, Mrs. G. Mudford, Mrs. E. Woadden, Miss E. Houliston (nieces), Mr. G. White, Mr. A. Head, Mr. F. Hodge (nephews), Mrs. Houliston (sister-in-law), Miss Minnie Miller (cousin), Miss B. Minterne and Miss. W. Minterne (friends and former neighbours at Warbarrow). Others present included Mr. and Mrs. W. R. G. Bond, Mrs. Pryce (representing Wareham and Purbeck Rural Council) and Mr. C. F. J. Durant-Lewis, clerk to the Council), Mrs. H. C. Money, Mr. and Mrs. P. Brachi, Mr. and Mrs. G. Hart and Mr. and Mrs. A. J. Reeks.

Western Gazette – Friday 5 September 1947