Richard Pattison
1879-1959
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Bandmaster Richard Pattison, seated front row with
cornet, next to the Vicar of Bourne, Canon John Grinter, and the Bourne
Town Band during a concert on the vicarage lawn in 1924.
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During the years
following the Great War of 1914-18, Remembrance Sunday was observed by a
lone bugler who sounded the last post from the market place, now the town
centre.
He was Richard Pattison, bandmaster of the last Bourne Town Band, a versatile musician, playing many
instruments as well as the trumpet, cornet and bugle, although failing
sight made it impossible for him to continue the tradition and in 1956,
the present war memorial was built in South Street and this has been the
central point for the ceremony ever since.
Richard Newton Pattison was born in 1879, one of seven sons of Mr and Mrs
Richard Newton Pattison, of Bedehouse Bank, Eastgate, Bourne, and after attending
school locally trained with his father to become a master tailor, later working on his own
account from premises in Meadowgate at the corner of North Street.
He was a veteran of the Great War, having
enlisted with the Royal Flying Corps, later transferring to the Royal Air
Force when it was formed in April 1918. Five of his brothers also saw
military service, the sixth being rejected several times when trying to
enlist because he had flat feet, and one of them was killed. He was Lance
Corporal Ralph Pattison of the 1st Battalion, the Lincolnshire Regiment,
who lost his life on 3rd July 1916 during the Battle of the Somme and is
commemorated on the war memorial in Bourne.
In 1924, Richard Pattison was one of the
four war veterans who met at Baldock's Mill to found the Bourne branch
of the British Legion and from then on became a stalwart worker for
ex-servicemen in the town but is best remembered for re-forming the Bourne Town Band
and becoming bandmaster in 1921 and which remained in being until the beginning of the Second
Wold War in 1939.
He married Beatrice Maud Odell (born 1887), an experienced
tailoress, who was an invaluable assistant but unfortunately,
they suffered a major setback when their premises in
Meadowgate were burned down in 1922. Richard was living above the shop at
the time with his wife and five children but all survived the blaze.
Unfortunately, he was not insured
and was declared bankrupt although he continued tailoring for a time from
a room in the Angel Hotel. A public subscription list was opened in the
town to help him over his financial difficulties and enable him continue
in business and eventually the family were allocated a council house in
Recreation Road. But he never fully recovered from the shock of the blaze
and his sight began to deteriorate and his general health declined and it
was left to Mrs Pattison to earn what she could from her tailoring to keep
the family.
Beatrice died in 1958, aged 71, and Richard in 1959, aged
80, and they are
buried together in the town cemetery. But his name has
not been forgotten because his daughter is still with us. Miss Violet Pattison, now 84, who spent much of her life working as a cook at the old
Butterfield Hospital, lives in Harrington Street where the bugle her
father played each Remembrance Sunday has pride of place on the
living room wall.
"He was a natural musician", she said, "self-taught and could play
practically any instrument like his father before him. He lived for the
band and was devastated when his sight began to fail. Life was never the
same for him again."
A TRAGIC NIGHT NEVER FORGOTTEN
Richard and Beatrice Pattison lived in part of
the building which was their business and their home. They had five
children at that time, Richard, Florence, Eva, Doris and Ralph, and
a sixth, Violet, was born three years later. In 2006, Violet, then
81, remembered that the events of that tragic night remained a
talking point in the family for many years to come.
Both Dad
and Mum were marvellous tailors and made top coats, suits, dresses
and skirts. Anything in fact. But it was hard work. Mum also made
evening dresses. But she didn't like handling silk, not that it
happened very often because only the posh folk wore that. But you
name it and Mum could make it. Everyone was in bed when the fire
broke out but my dear father showed extraordinary courage and
strength because he managed to push the gentleman's Singer treadle
sewing machine out of the shop to safety. After all, it was the most
important item in the building and vital to his business, But it was
heavy and cumbersome, with ornate wrought iron legs, an enormous top
in polished oak and it usually took three men to shift it.
I don't know how he managed to rescue the children and the sewing
machine but he did. It must have been sheer desperation that drove
him on. I don't know where his strength came from but he must have
been afraid that he would not be able to feed his wife and family if
the business was totally lost.
As the flames spread through the building, the children, still in
their nightclothes, were taken to safety at a big house across the
road in North Street where the Congregational minister lived and he
was there helping with the rescue. The Bourne fire brigade was noted
for its speed in emergencies and although there were delays on this
occasion, they did an excellent job. The senior officer managed to
gather up most of the family silver and other valuables and put all
of the items in the copper, the large metal receptacle which was
used for the laundry, but someone must have seen him because when my
father went back to collect the things next day, it had all gone and
was never recovered.
The family lost not only their home but also their business and
Canon John Grinter, the Vicar of Bourne, who was a friend of my
father, helped them to find temporary accommodation until they got
another house, and so they all moved into rooms at the Angel Hotel
and Mum and Dad ran the business from there. We eventually got a
house in Recreation Road. Some years later, my father went blind and
I often wonder whether it was the shock of the fire that caused it
but my mother continued sewing until it was physically impossible to
do any more.
NOTE: These
memories are edited extracts from an interview with Violet Pattison
that appeared in the Bourne Parish News in April 2006 |
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Mr and Mrs Pattison in retirement outside their
home at 19, Recreation Road and their tombstone in the town cemetery
together with the bugle he played every Remembrance Sunday, now
preserved by his daughter. |
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Richard Pattison's brother who lost his life during the First World
War at the age of 32. He was 11946 Lance Corporal Ralph Pattison who was killed
during the Battle of the Somme in France on 2nd July 1916 while serving with the 1st
Battalion, the Lincolnshire Regiment. His name is recorded on the
War Memorial in Bourne and on the Thiepval Memorial in France. |
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RICHARD PATTISON senior
1845-1928
Richard Pattison's father, also Richard Newton
Pattison, was a master tailor in Bourne carrying on his business
from premises in Willoughby Road and later working from his home in
Bedehouse Bank, Eastgate, from where he and his wife had got married
and where her family had resided for over 60 years.
He was also an old soldier, having enlisted at the age of 17 and saw
service in many parts of the world. In January 1862, he went to
Canada with the 96th Regiment (later the 2nd Manchesters) when war
seemed imminent with the United States. He also served in China,
Japan and South Africa and when the Great War began in 1914, he
would have joined up as a tailor but was prevented from enlisting by
his age.
Mr Pattison also helped re-form the Bourne Town Band in the 19th
century and for
over 30 years acted as bandmaster and remained as a player until he
was 70 years old. The band continued in existence until the outbreak
of the Great War when many musicians enlisted and it was forced to
break up but was revived by his son, Richard, in 1921.
He was also a keen sportsman with a particular
interest in football and athletics. He and his wife had 14 children,
two of whom died in infancy, one was killed in the Great War and
they were survived by six sons and five daughters. He died aged 83,
having been ill for the previous two years, a few weeks before he
and his wife were due to celebrate their golden wedding. |
REVISED APRIL 2014
See also
The Meadowgate fire
Bourne Town Band
Royal British Legion
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