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Abu Dhabi, UAETuesday 13 November 2018

My Uncle Jack died with his Pals at the Somme. It shattered and then galvanised Tyneside 

Nick Donaldson tells the story of the day his great, great uncle died in the Battle of the Somme - with many of the Tyneside Scottish and Irish brigades of the Northumberland Fusiliers

Uncle Jack Donaldson of the Tyneside Scottish brigade of the Northumberland Fusiliers. He died in 1916 during the Battle of the Somme. Courtesy John Donaldson
Uncle Jack Donaldson of the Tyneside Scottish brigade of the Northumberland Fusiliers. He died in 1916 during the Battle of the Somme. Courtesy John Donaldson

This is 2nd Lieutenant John James Donaldson. Known as Jack, he was my great, great-uncle. He signed up to the volunteer Tyneside Scottish brigade of the Northumberland Fusiliers in April 1915.

Jack was a Pal. Pals were so called because they were brigades recruited from friends in the same villages and towns, workplaces and even football teams. Local forces designed to be an instant band of brothers, bound by family ties and loyalty.

England’s heavily industrialised north-east, with Newcastle at its centre, provided about 8,000 men from its factories, shipyards, coal mines, offices and farms for these battalions. The recruitment drive raised enough to form two brigades of Northumberland Fusiliers, the Tyneside Scottish and Tyneside Irish, each drawing recruits based on their lines of Celtic ancestry and religion, from the workers who flocked there during the Victorian and Edwardian industrial expansion.

But the concept of the Pals units had a fatal flaw. Those who fought together often died together. And so it proved for the Tyneside Pals on the morning of July 1, 1916 at the Battle of the Somme.

Jack, on the far left, with the junior officers of the First Tyneside Scottish brigade of the Northumberland Fusiliers. Courtesy John Donaldson
Jack, on the far left, with the junior officers of the First Tyneside Scottish brigade of the Northumberland Fusiliers. Courtesy John Donaldson

As a prelude to the battle proper, the British mounted a week-long bombardment of German positions in late June 1916. The assault was designed to obliterate the enemy and provide a “walk-through” for the British when the shells stopped. But German forces simply hunkered down in their deep defences and waited for the noise to stop. The shelling campaign didn’t work.

The British plan of attack was based on tunnels called Lochnagar and Y Sap, which were dug either side of the village of La Boisselle, underneath the German forces. Explosives were placed in the tunnels and detonated at 7.28am. The explosions were so huge it was said that earth and mud spewed to twice the height of the Eiffel Tower (the crater left by Lochnagar is still visible today). Two minutes later, Jack blew his whistle and the men of the 1st Battalion, Tyneside Scottish went over the top, walking steadily towards the German lines.

Nick Donaldson / The National
Nick Donaldson / The National

But the Y Sap blast had little effect. The Germans had intercepted a “good luck” call from a hapless senior officer and had already withdrawn their troops to safety when the explosives went off. They emerged when the dust and debris had settled.

Jack and his men were sitting ducks on the battlefield. They had 700 metres of no-man’s-land to cross. They marched north down a gentle slope, then up a hill towards their objective, always within full view of the Germans.

Machine guns mowed down the lines of Tynesiders in this death valley. It was here that Jack met his end.

It’s hard to imagine the awfulness of that morning. Even more impossible to put yourself in the boots of the Tyneside Irish, who watched this massacre unfold and then followed their fellow Geordies to their fate later that morning.

By day’s end, 2,909 young men of Tyneside had lost their lives. The vast majority of the bodies, including Jack’s, being lost to mud and mortar.

Today we look back on this “war to end all wars’ with a mixture of pride and dismay. Jack was 28 when he died. His adult life halted before it had really begun.

Great, great Aunt Ena, sister of Jack Donaldson. Courtesy John Donaldson
Great Great Aunt Ena, sister of Jack Donaldson. Courtesy John Donaldson

What did the Battle of the Somme achieve? The grinding slaughter wore both sides to a standstill, perhaps shortening the war and certainly lessons were learnt in battle technique and common sense that reduced the death rate in the following 29 months. It should also be noted that Tyneside never suffered the blight of sectarianism that scarred other Northern industrial British towns. Perhaps their dying together forced the following generations to live together.

Elizabeth, mother of Jack Donaldson, peeps out the window of her front room in Tynemouth, north-east England. Courtesy John Donaldson
Elizabeth, mother of Jack Donaldson, peeps out the window of her front room in Tynemouth, north-east England. Courtesy John Donaldson

“Their Name Liveth For Evermore” is carved on thousands of war memorials around the world. But 100 years on the engraved names slowly turn from living history to history, becoming just numbers, statistics, maps and unremembered words on memorials. Now none of the survivors remain to tell their stories of flesh and blood and friendship, and for every Uncle Jack there are another 20 million Uncle Ottos, Uncle Faisels, Uncle Pierres and Uncle Mehmets. Twenty million mothers mourning, the cost of a world at war.

RIP Jack, Armistice Day belongs to you, your Pals and all those who gave their today so that we may have our tomorrow.

Nick Donaldson is Creative Director of The National

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