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Lancelot Terence (Terry) Radford: His Life

As dictated to his wife Brenda


Other articles within the website which relate to particular aspects of this story are noted within square brackets in the text. Links to these articles can be found in the table towards the bottom of column 2


Terence Radford

Terry was an avid researcher into his family's history well before it became the fashionable hobby it is today. Given our common interest in the Naylor family of South Derbyshire (we are second cousins) it was no surprise that our paths should cross. However it was the mechanism of that meeting which was somewhat unorthodox and to which he refers in his "Meet the Editors" column here: Article A:. In May 2007 we organised a weekend reunion meeting in South Normanton with other members of the Naylor clan (Article B:). Soon afterwards Terry accepted the position of Associate Editor of the TEAL pages of our Extended Family Magazine. He provided an autobiographical account of how growing up in Derbyshire had shaped and coloured his life (Article C:). As time passed he also provided memorials to the passing of his sisters Margaret, Pauline and Yvonne (Articles D, E and F:). Terry will be sadly missed. [- Alan D. Craxford, Site Administrator]

Early days, family life


Terry's mother, Coral Esme


Terry's father, Frederick

Terry was born in the Parkhurst Maternity Home, Ilkeston, Derbyshire, on June 23, 1927 to Coral Esme Naylor Radford and Frederick Cecil Radford. At the time of his birth his parents were living on a farm and his father was working as a Silk Process worker. Coral Esme left school when she was thirteen, She worked as a stocking processor before she was married. Frederick Cecil left school when he was fourteen. They did not have a good education.


Woodpecker Farm

Terry's first strong memories started when they lived on Woodpecker Hill in Stanton-by-Dale, on Dale Moor, in a very small cottage. There was one room and a kitchen downstairs and two small bedrooms upstairs. There was a front door but no back door. The communal toilets were at the end of the lane so chamber pots were put to good use at night time. His mother had a gate on the stairs so he could not climb them and fall. The cottage had a big garden and his father grew vegetables, He remembered very well the fancy Gainsborough's "Blue Boy" cake tin on the stairs behind the gate in which his mother kept any goodies that she had baked. He had a very vivid memory of being taken outside and shown an airship up in the sky. It was one of the two airships that England made. It was either the R101 or R100 but he could not remember which one.

At one time his father had a job driving the hay wagon on a farm. As he came back at the end of the day, Terry was there to meet him. So his Father put Terry in the middle of the hay cart and told him to stay sitting. But of course Terry did not stay still and he started jumping around and fell off. Fortunately, he chose the softest spot to land – the manure pile. His Father held him by the collar in order to wash him off under the water pump in the farm yard.

Nineteen months after Terry’s birth his sister Pauline was born on January 23, 1929. Terry remembers that he and his sister were always together. Whatever his Mother taught to one she would teach to the other. So he learnt to knit, darn, sew and cook the same as his sister. If Terry was given anything he always asked for one for his sister. A good big brother!


Terry and Pauline enjoy the sea

For two years after Pauline was born his Father would leave home early every morning on his Bike looking for work. This was during the depression. Terry's Mother told him this story about Christmas 1929. His Father went out in the late evening and came home with a dead chicken under his coat. Terry's Mother wanted to know how he obtained a chicken. His Father replied that he got it from the farm down the road. "What about the big Guard dog at the farm?" asked his Mother. "Where do you think half my lunch had been going for the last two weeks?" replied his Father. It was one Christmas when they all ate well.

His parents lived in Stanton-by-Dale until Terry was 4½ years old. They then moved to Longfield Lane, Hallam Fields, near Ilkeston and lived with Auntie Mollie (Naylor Bacon Booth) who was Coral's sister. Auntie Mollie was married to Vincent Bacon and had one son Roy who was between Pauline and Terry in age. Terry's Dad was out of work for a couple of years after Pauline was born so Terry surmised that this is the reason they lived with relatives. It was also the time of the Depression when many were out of work.

On to school

Terry's first school was on Gladstone Street in Ilkeston. His two cousins Iris and Ivy Naylor, children of Jack Naylor, (brother of Coral Esme Naylor) were going to the same school. Terry got into trouble one day because he stuck plasticine into Ivy's hair. He met Iris many years later in Australia.

His parents did not live with Mollie and Vincent for very long. They moved to Cotmanhay around the end of 1932 and lived in a small cottage that was attached to a house. Pauline started school on her fourth birthday in January 1933. The two children attended Bennerley School. For some reason it stuck in Terry's mind that the school had canvas cots for the younger children to have afternoon naps.

Then the family moved to Derwent Avenue, in Ilkeston. It was a brand new council house in an estate on the northern side of Ilkeston. This house had a kitchen and a large living/dining room downstairs with two bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs. The toilet was outside. The light was gas. The cooking was all done on either a two ring gas burner or in the stove next to the fireplace in the dining room. His father found a job as a Klenezee Brush Salesman and Terry remembered the supplies being delivered to their home. His father would try any kind of work to support the family.

Holy T

Holy Trinity, Ilkeston (1)

Terry and Pauline attended a church school attached to Trinity Church. Later Terry started at Granby Boy’s School. In 1935, when Terry was eight years old, the family was on the move again. His father had been hired as a bricklayer in a mine so they moved to Pleasley. He and Pauline attended Rotherham Road School. The house was fairly modern for those days. It was their first home to have electricity. All the others were gas. It had a bath and plumbing inside the house and the toilet just outside the back door. The cooking was all done on the fireplace in the dining room. Behind the fireplace was a boiler to heat hot water and on the side was an oven with a place on top for cooking with pans. It had a kitchen cum laundry and two other rooms downstairs and three bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs. A second sister, Margaret, was born on March 20, 1939, in Pleasley.

Terry and Pauline did very well in school. Terry won a scholarship to Chesterfield Grammar School in 1938. He had to travel 12 miles by bus to the school located in Chesterfield, Derbyshire. The school was founded in 1594 on the same location. There were some renovations done at the school after Terry left and a brick was found with the date of 1390. So the school may have been much older than previously thought. It was open six days a week. Wednesday afternoons were designated for sports, although Terry did not do this for the first couiple of years, and the students had to go to School on Saturday morning to make a full five days of study. The curriculum consisted of Maths, English, Science, Geography, History, French and Latin. One lesson a week was for Physical Training. This was a boy’s only school with about 600 boys attending. After two years it was stopped and the school went to a regular five day a week program because of the difficulty of war-time travel and the fuel restrictions that were in place.

The World at war

In September,1939, after the Second World War was declared, the whole country was in an uproar. People were busy building air raid shelters. Gas masks were issued to everyone. He remembered that before lessons started they had a week of sticking a fine net fabric dipped in glue on the windows to stop the glass from shattering when bombs were dropped by the Germans. Terry was 12 years old.

In those days the family lived only half a mile from a big coke producer. Every 20 minutes or so there would be a load of white hot coke pushed out of the oven and this lit up the sky. Everything was supposed to be in blackout so this light which was visible for miles around, made everyone living in the neighbourhood feel very vulnerable. The coke gave off this light until it was taken to the cooling tower where water was poured on it and it then gave off a huge cloud of steam. The manufacture of coke could not be stopped because it was needed for the production of steel.

In September 1939, the family was on the move again. This time to Holmewood, four miles south of Chesterfield because Terry's father started work at Williamsthorpe Colliery. The house was two rooms downstairs and three bedrooms upstairs. There was no bathroom. A washhouse was across a little yard with a toilet behind it. The house was lit by gas. Cooking was done on a coal fireplace with a boiler for hot water along side. His mother still had the old two ring gas burner for cooking. Baths were taken in the washhouse in a large tin bath. Water was heated in a big copper with a small fire underneath it. The fire also helped to keep the washhouse warm. Terry's youngest sister Yvonne, was born here on October 10, 1944.

Terry did not have to travel so far to school when they lived in Holmewood. He still travelled by bus but it was only four or five miles. He had to walk across Chesterfield from the bus depot past the Church with the crooked spire. This was during wartime so there were no streetlights and the houses were blacked out. Buses and cars had very dim headlights covered with hoods. Food was rationed. Parents encouraged their children to eat the School lunches that cost just ten pence a day. It was a very reasonable price and helped to eke out the rations.


Chesterfield Parish Church (2)


Chesterfield Grammar School (3)


School 1943

Terry was most interested in the Science and Maths classes at the Grammar School. They also studied languages. They had Latin and French in the first year. In the second year Terry changed to German and French. He did not realize at the time how useful he would find the study of languages throughout his life.


Chatsworth House (5)

Terry joined the Army Cadets in 1940. He attained the rank of Sergeant before he left Grammar School at the end of 1943. He enjoyed the Cadets very much. The Cadets went to an annual camp at Chatsworth House, the seat of the Duke of Devonshire, in the summer for a week. They had big bell tents with a pole in the middle. They learnt field tactics and how to do patrols and similar things. Sometimes there were weekend schools for more advanced subjects. The Cadets also helped out the Home Guard on occasion as runners. This is where Terry became friends with George Oxley. On Sunday mornings the Home Guard always had an exercise. Terry was the only cadet who would go with them (he was the only one interested). They usually ended up at the Pub in Heath. They would all have a pint in the beer garden. Terry would have half a pint under the table and a large glass of lemonade on the table!

In December 1943, Terry left School to start work for Cable & Wireless in London. He was a trainee technician. He went to London with his friend George Oxley, who was working at the same place. George started in June 1943 and Terry in January 1944. They lived in a company owned residence located in a big old house in Twickenham. The ballroom had been converted into a dormitory. The excellent meals were prepared by a Chef and served in the dining room. The house also had a billiards room, a library and extensive grounds that ran down to the River Thames. In the grounds was an observatory which was used as a store place for the souvenirs that had been brought back from all over the world by employees of Cable & Wireless. About 20 young trainees lived in the house. There were also a few older people who used the facilities when on leave from overseas.

At Whitsuntide, May 1944, Terry and George decided to stay in Twickenham rather than take the train and go home for the weekend. It was a warm weekend and the two boys went for a swim in the River Thames. Unfortunately, George drowned and Terry was unable to save him. George's death had a profound effect on Terry and he was very upset about the loss of his friend. This affected him in adult life as he never enjoyed swimming or being in water after this event. Terry left London the following January, 1945 and returned to Holmewood and his family.

In the Army now!


Army 1945

At this time Terry was close to being called up to the British Forces so he had trouble finding a full-time position. Finally, a Public Works Contractor hired him as a clerk. He did the clerical work in the office and became interested in the heavy equipment field. He was called up in October 1945 into the Army. Basic training was at Northampton and Corps training was at Lockerbie, Dumfriesshire, Scotland.

Terry was eventually posted to the School of Military Engineering at Ripon, Yorkshire to wait for a course as a Military Mechanist. To fill in the time he worked in the plant workshops learning about bulldozers and excavators. He then found out that he was not eligible for the course because he was not a regular soldier. So he remained working in the workshops or on the training sites where they trained equipment operators. He went home at weekends. His parents were still in Holmewood at this time. He passed all his Trade Tests as a Fitter, Mechanical Equipment. Thanks to the fact that the army had such a wide range of equipment he was able to work on machines of all types, sizes and makes. This stood him in good stead for the rest of his life.

In early 1947 England suffered a bad series of snow storms. The army was called in to help. Terry was sent down to Clay Cross, Derbyshire, with a detachment. This place was only four miles from Homewood. The family had moved two weeks before to Sherwood in Nottingham. The soldiers were called upon to clear some country roads to get supplies to the villages. Food, coal and beer were required! One night Terry remembered that they had to clear the roads to a village to get a young boy to the hospital. They worked until about 3:00 am because they had trouble with the bulldozers. They did make it to the village but had to clear the road again to get back to the main road as so much more snow had fallen. They hitched the ambulance to the bulldozer and pulled it through to the hospital. They later had news that the young boy was okay.

The soldiers were billeted in Nissen huts attached to the old drill Hall in Clay Cross which were being used as a POW camp. There were German prisoners of war still there. The section the soldiers were in had no hot water supply at all. The fellows could not take a bath or a shower. Terry asked the officer in charge for permission to visit the colliery where his father used to work. Permission granted he went to visit the manager of the colliery, Mr. Booth. Terry knew the manager because he was in the Home Guard with Terry's Dad. The colliery had very modern pithead baths. Mr. Booth said yes to the soldiers using the baths and the next day they were all presented with a big bath towel and a fresh bar of soap. They were also given a hearty meal in the canteen afterwards. Terry received a lot of thanks for making the arrangements.

Terry was discharged from the British Army in May 1948.

While Terry was in the British Army, his parents had moved again, this time to Caledon Road, Sherwood, Nottingham. On June 23, 1948 Terry celebrated his 21st birthday with a party at his parent’s home. Many of the family were in attendance, including his three sisters, a new niece and various aunts and uncles and cousins as shown in the photograph.

Pauline was married to Peter Clarke by this time and their first child, Stephanie was just two weeks old at Terry’s Birthday party. Terry was her godfather. There were two lots of four generation in attendance at the party.

The world of work

Terry had no problem finding a job after being in the army. He started with the Nottingham Agricultural Executive Committee (War Ag) as a tractor fitter. After about six months, he was transferred to the Land Drainage section to work on small excavators and bulldozers. In the same depot there was a motor mechanic. One day he had a motorbike to service. The bike had to be road tested and the mechanic asked Terry to do it. So off he went. On the road there was a bus stop and Terry saw a double-decker bus there and it was pulling away from the stop. Terry realized he was going to hit the bus. He could not stop in time. He thought he could get around the back of the bus so he laid the bike on its side and dragged his foot behind to slow the bike and let it hit the bus first. Terry hit the ground. An ambulance came and took him to the hospital. The handlebars had taken a chunk out of the top of his left leg and he had abrasions on the side of his face. He had four days off work. The motor bike was returned to the Main Depot to be used for spare parts as it was a write off. Terry was never asked to road test a motor bike again!

He left this post in 1950 to work in a lace factory as a maintenance fitter but only stayed six months as he did not like working in a factory environment. It was the dirtiest job imaginable due to the mix of oils and graphite used to lubricate the machines together with the cotton dust.

Terry did have a sweetheart during this time. She was a Jewish girl, called Betty Jackson, from Glasgow, whom he had met in Blackpool while on holiday. She had dark hair and eyes and had been on holiday in Blackpool with her elder sister. They met during the first days of his week’s holiday and spent the rest of the week together. He often travelled by bus to Glasgow for the weekend to see her. One time he met her brother-in-law who told Terry of the problems that would arise if they continued their friendship. Eventually they decided that the relationship would not work due to their different religions and family expectations. They parted good friends and corresponded for quite a long time afterwards. Terry was very sad to end things after just a few months but realized that it was the best thing for both of them. When Terry sailed to Australia from Glasgow Betty was there to see him off. Betty moved to Israel and became very sick. She came home to Glasgow. Terry had corresponded with her from Australia but after she returned to Scotland he never heard from her again.

Terry had made a few friends around the same age. They would meet sometimes after work but usually at weekends. They met at the Fox and Hounds Pub or at the Farmer Giles Milk Bar where they could get good coffee. On Saturday nights they often went to the Astoria Dance Floor and enjoyed the music. The building was originally opened as the Palais de Dance in 1929 and reopened after the second World War as the Astoria Ballroom. Its name changed to the Sherwood Rooms in 1957. Terry did not dance. Pauline had tried to teach him but he was just too wooden. Terry’s parents were good dancers and so were Pauline and Peter. Sometimes Terry and his friends went to a movie and he especially remembered seeing “The Third Man”. After seeing the movie he was visiting his Granny Radford one day and saw that she had a zither. He knew right way what it was because of the movie. He had no idea why she had a zither and never asked her. Other days Terry and his friends would walk down the Victoria Embankment. It was a big park which stretched a couple of miles down the river.


Nottingham Entertainment. L to R: Fox & Hounds Pub, Carlton (6); Farmer Giles Milk Bar (7); Astoria (now Sherwood Rooms) (8)


Terry and Stan

Terry found a position with Cripps of Nottingham who were the agents for the International Harvester Company. He was a tractor and engine fitter. He stayed with this company for only a year. Itchy feet were beginning to make themselves felt. Terry and a friend Fred Allen, investigated the possibility of going to New Zealand. Then another friend Stan Curwood, asked if Terry had seen the advertisement in the local paper. The Australian Army Recruiting Team was looking for trained ex-servicemen to bolster the Australian forces. The team was going to visit Nottingham to conduct interviews. It captured Terry’s imagination and so Terry persuaded his friend Stan to go along with him for the interviews. It took a while for the papers to go through but they were both accepted. His parents were both very sad to see him go. But Terry’s Mom said that she knew he would always be fed and have a roof over his head. Terry was pleased and excited to be going to Australia. He had seen a picture of Sydney Harbour Bridge in an encyclopaedia when he was about eleven years old and he wanted to see it. He not only saw it but walked and drove across it many times and even sailed underneath it.

Stan and Terry had to travel to London to officially enlist as regular soldiers in the Australian Army. They were sworn in and immediately received inoculations for smallpox, typhoid and tetanus. Terry was as sick as a dog afterwards. The Army gave the two young soldiers leave passes and a train ticket back to their homes. So from May 30th they were at home and had to be in Glasgow for their ship to Australia on June 11th, 1952. Their pay started as soon as they were enlisted at £1 a day or £7 a week, plus room and board. At Cripps, Terry was earning £8.10. Before leaving the UK their friends bought them a few drinks to wish them Bon Voyage.

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RMS Cameronia (4)

In June, 1952, they left England, sailing from Glasgow on the “Cameronia” bound for Australia. The ship belonged to a Scottish Line called “The Anchor Line”. It was built in 1920 by William Beardsmore and Company Ltd. The soldiers were in Third Class. They slept in cabins which held six Bunks. On their deck there were about 100 males, about all who were in the Australian draft. There was a central dining room. Meals were pretty good compared to rationing. The communal bathrooms had hot salt water showers.

They were on the ship for about six weeks. It was not very fast only about 30K per hour. The first stop was in Aden in the Middle East at the bottom end of the Red Sea. They were in the dock area so they did not see very much. On the ship they passed the time by reading, talking etc. Terry started smoking on the ship – from boredom mostly. He had smoked a little bit before. On the ship the cigarettes were very cheap and he got hooked. He smoked until the age of 62 when he stopped for good.

They had a lot of talks about Australia. The officer in charge was returning to Australia after being posted to England for a couple of years. He had his family with him. Seven or eight years later Terry met one of his sons who had just become a second Lieutenant.

On June 23, 1952, Terry celebrated his 25th Birthday on board. The Cook on the ship made him a Birthday cake. It was a sponge cake with an extra layer on top. The cook had painted a scene on it – a camel in the desert – done in food colouring. Probably, Stan told them it was his birthday.

The ship passed through the Suez Canal, Egypt which gives access to the Indian Ocean. Terry found it very interesting. They were not supposed to take any photographs and there were two policemen on board to stop anyone from doing so. All ships had a big spotlight on the bow because part of the transit through the canal was in darkness. They had a pilot on board as they traversed the canal. At the end of it there was a large British Army installation and as it was a Sunday afternoon there were hundreds of British Army troops on the side sending messages for a safe voyage. They held big signs. The “Cameronia” had to stop in the area to let off the pilot. Some of the people on board were able to contact their families in the camp. The Army had put on a couple of workboats to ferry the relatives close to the ship so the families could see each other.

The second stop was in Colombo in Ceylon (Sri Lanka). They arrived in the evening when it was very muggy. They only stayed a few hours to take on fuel and water. Terry bought an opal ring there which was later stolen from him in Sydney. Following Colombo they were at sea until they reached Freemantle, Australia. Freemantle is on the mouth of the River Swan. The harbour is in the mouth of the river. The ship could not enter because it was getting dark so they had to anchor outside the port until the next day. They were within the “three mile limit” so all the bars had to be closed on the ship. There were no celebrations going on for the safe arrival of the “Cameronia”


The next morning the ship moved into the harbour. The Australian Army had buses on hand to take the new recruits on a tour of Perth and Freemantle. It was a very interesting day. Terry was happy that they had arrived eventually and he was excited to be in a new country. They were only in Freemantle for one day and then back on board for the rest of the trip. The next and final port was Melbourne. They entered the Melbourne port early in the morning. The soldiers were the first passengers off the ship. They did not have a lot of luggage because what was the point of packing their old clothes when they were going to be issued with new uniforms. All they needed was a set of “Civvies” (Civilian clothes) and shorts and shirts for the trip.

Buses were organized to take the soldiers to Royal Park Barracks. This was their base for the next two weeks. They were issued with uniforms. They had some time to explore Melbourne. They did have camp duties such as mess duties and cleaning etc.

On arrival in Australia, Terry was shocked to find that nothing was rationed, chocolate could be bought without coupons but the price seemed expensive compared to England. Terry was surprised that it was so cold but they had arrived in the middle of Australia’s winter and they were billeted in unlined corrugated iron huts dating from the Second World War. Their camp was in a personnel depot in Royal Park, a suburb of Melbourne. The first night they were awakened and scared by loud animal noises coming from nearby. The next morning they found out that the Melbourne Zoo was on the other side of tram tracks that ran past the camp.

Terry’s first impressions of Australia were the abundance of food after the rationing in Britain, the straight streets in Sydney, the warmer weather even though it was winter time. In Sydney, his first posting, he met another Englishman, Billy Mills. He was an ex Royal Navy. He emigrated to Australia after the Second World War because he had married an Australian girl. This friendship was to last many years. Terry was posted many different places but kept meeting Billy even in Papua New Guinea. Billy gave Terry some very good advice about dealing with the differences in Australia and that was to stop comparing the Australian way of doing things to the British way of doing things.


Terry with koala


Terry at Puckapunyal

The soldiers from England were sorted out into various categories by the means of tests and interviews. Terry was sent to the Corps of Engineers as a plant fitter and was posted to Randwick, Sydney. His duties consisted of repairing and maintaining all types of construction equipment. Everything from pneumatic picks, bulldozers to excavators. It was very interesting work and he had a good crowd of fellows to work with. His posting lasted two years during which time he qualified for a first promotion and as an instructor. During that time he and a friend went by car to Brisbane. Terry had his photograph taken with a cute young lady koala at the Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary on this trip.

In 1954 he was posted to a National Service Battalion in Puckapunyal, Victoria as an instructor. In December 1954 Terry was hospitalized with phlebitis in his left leg and spent time in a hospital. He was released but then had to be re-admitted at Christmas time with the same problem. In early 1955, he was sent to the big Repatriation General Hospital in Melbourne for further treatment after a while the blood clot had been dissolved and he was given seven days leave in Melbourne and then sent back to his unit. During his leave he stayed at the YMCA in Melbourne. It is a city laid out in a square with straight streets and so easy to find ones way around. It is located on a big bay and the Yarrow River runs through it. It is a harbour city and accommodates large ships. When he returned to his unit he was put on light duties for a while because of his leg.


The National Service Battalion

In 1958, Terry was posted to Adelaide, South Australia as a plant fitter. While he was there he qualified for a promotion to the rank of Sergeant. About two years later the unit was disbanded and he was posted back to Sydney. In 1961, after a year in Sydney, he was posted to Papua New Guinea. He was sent to an out station at Vanimo where he stayed for two years. He was in charge of the Power Station. He had to learn another language in order to communicate with the native troops under his command. He became quite fluent in Neo-Melanesian (Pidgin English). Many years later he could still say a few sentences if he was asked. This was a very interesting posting with a completely different way of life.

There were very few Europeans in the camp but there was a Catholic Mission not far away. Terry used to visit the priests and became good friends with one in particular, Father Anselm Turner. They built a boat together but never got to use it. The boat was built as an escape vessel because at this time the Indonesians had just taken over Dutch New Guinea located only twenty miles away. The Mission was afraid that the Indonesians would invade the Australian side of the border. They never did but the Mission was prepared to evacuate by boat,if necessary.


Australian Landing Craft

After two years in Vanimo, Terry was posted back to Sydney to a newly formed Terminal Squadron once again as a plant fitter. The unit’s task was to operate Port equipment and “over the beach” operations. Due to the Australian Army’s involvement with the confrontation in Borneo and the rebels in Malaysia, part of Terry’s unit was attached to the Landing Ships that carried the road making equipment to Jesselton in Borneo. This was a three month trip from Australia and he worked in the Ship’s engine room and he really liked the job. On his return to Australia he asked to be transferred to the Landing Ships.

The Landing Ships were built by the Americans during World War 11. They were 210 feet long, 38 feet wide and could carry four fully equipped Centurion Tanks on ocean going voyages. The unit had four landing ships and one coastal vessel of 1,500 tons. The transfer was approved but it was short lived as six months later he was transferred back to Papua New Guinea. One of the reasons that Terry had many transfers was that he was not married and so a transfer did not disrupt a whole family.

The posting as a Warrant Officer was to Port Moresby where the Papua New Guinea Military native Forces were being increased and trained in all trades. Terry position involved training the native troops as engine hands to look after the small landing crafts that had been sent to New Guinea from Australia. His knowledge of Pidgin English was put to good use in this setting. This posting lasted for three years.

Then he returned to the Small Ships Squadron, in Sydney, and was made Third Engineer of the “John Monash”, the coastal vessel. On this ship he made three or four trips to Vietnam to supply the Australian Troops who were involved in the conflict. Consequently, Terry saw much more of the world than you or I will every hope to see. The unit was to be phased out because the Navy was going to take over the new ships that were being built in Australia. The army was being re-organized on the British pattern and “Transportation” was to become part of the Royal Australian Corp of Transport. By this time, Terry was married and had served 21 years so he decided to take his discharge. Terry was awarded the following medals:- The Long Service and Good Conduct Medal, The Campaign Service Medal, The Vietnam Medal and the Australian Defense Medal.

Terry married Lesley Tomnay on January 12, 1973 in Sydney. He met her at a party. She was divorced and had three children. A boy and two girls. The two girls were still at home. On his discharge from the Army, they moved to Bogangar, New South Wales where they bought a house. Due to conflict, the marriage only lasted three years, after which they were divorced.



Frederick and Coral Esme

After a few years of living on his own, Terry decided to investigate the possibility of immigrating to Canada. His sister, Pauline, lived in Boucherville, near Montreal, in Quebec, Canada, with her husband Peter Clarke and their children. He had no relatives in Australia and he had visited Canada and the United States a few times and liked it. He especially remembered his first visit to Canada in 1967 when they were celebrating 100 years as a country and Expo 67 was on all summer in Montreal. He also made his first trip back to England to visit his parents. It was 15 years since he had first left the UK.

He finally moved to Boucherville as a landed Immigrant in 1983. He lived with Pauline and Peter for 12 years. He found his High School French useful living in Quebec. He was not fluent but he could make himself understood. He first met his wife, Brenda Shaw in 1989 on a bus trip to Washington DC run by the Eastern Star. In 1994, they got to know each other better when they worked on the same committee together. In 1995 he married Brenda and moved to her house in Brossard, Quebec. They celebrated twenty five years of marriage in 2020.


Columbia Ice Fields near Banff, Alberta

Brenda and Terry owned three shelties throughout their married life, Misty, Abby and Una. They enjoyed camping and started out with a tent but soon moved up to a tent trailer followed by a hard top trailer. The last few years they owned a motor home and travelled many miles with it. They went to Alaska twice and Newfoundland twice and once to Florida. Visits to the Maritimes were enjoyed nearly every summer. They saw a lot of Canada and the United States and fulfilled one of Terry’s dreams when he came to Canada – to travel.

From being a young boy Terry was always interested in trains. When he arrived in Montreal he found out there was a train club. So he joined the NTrak Club and learnt to build layouts for N Scale engines and rolling stock. After some years the NTrak Club closed due to the space being taken over by a storage company. He had his own layout at home. British models were his main interest. He attended many shows with the club where they would exhibit their layouts, all joined together in an oval so they could run their trains for an admiring public. The layout in the Club building was the equivalent of about 25 miles running time.

Terry joined the Masonic Order in Port Moresby, Papua, New Guinea in 1968. When he immigrated to Canada he affiliated with Greenfield Park Lodge # 133 and was Treasurer for many years before progressing to the Master’s Chair in 2006.

Terry and Brenda were also members of the Order of the Eastern Star, the largest fraternal organization in the world for men and women. Terry was Worthy Patron of his Chapter quite a few times and was Worthy Grand Patron of the Grand Chapter of Quebec in 2003. His sister Margaret travelled to Canada to see him installed in this position. He and Brenda travelled a lot in this cause – to many places in the United States, all across Canada and to Australia.

Their trip to Australia was Terry’s only return to that country. Terry enjoyed showing Sydney to Brenda. There they also met Terry’s counterpart, Margaret Down and her husband Syd. They went shopping together and visited the Victoria Building’s coffee shop. They met again in Tasmania – one place in Australia that Terry had never visited. The trip was for the Eastern Star and was really enjoyed. In Tasmania,they visited a Wildlife center and Richmond a town built by convicts. They visited Hobart quite extensively and wandered the grounds of the Botanical gardens.

Surgery and into Old Age

2003 is the year that Terry underwent a triple by-pass from which he recovered very well. Terry was a survivor. In 1990 he had an aortic aneurysm repaired and six months later was operated on for Colorectal Cancer followed by twelve months of chemotherapy.

Brenda and Terry belonged to Greenfield Park United Church. They were regular attendees at Sunday Services. They both worked for the Church – Brenda in the United Church Women’s group and Terry as a Steward. They made many friends at the Church and helped celebrate its 100th Anniversary.

Terry was very gifted with his hands and could make or repair almost anything. At one train show he won an award for making a working model of a Garrett engine in N Scale. He was good humoured and had a joke or a story for many occasions. You just had to ask Terry for help and he would be there.


Terry at Christmas 2019

In 2018, Brenda, Terry and friend Audrey Walker traveled by car to the International Peace Garden in Manitoba and North Dakota. During this trip Terry sustained a bad fall in which he fractured a vertebra in the lumbar region. He suffered ever after from this accident. It affected his walking to such an extent that he had to have a walker. Then the final blow – in August, 2019, he was diagnosed with non-small cell lung cancer. It was spotted on an x ray after a bout of pneumonia. Treatment was not a possibility. Terry and Brenda were devastated. Terry stayed at home, nursed by Brenda, with the help of Community nurses and therapists, until the day before he died. He was a model patient, rarely complained and was grateful for all that was done for him. He always said that he had lived a full life and done what he wanted to do – to travel and see the world. He had no regrets.

Terry passed away in the early evening of March 13, 2021. He is missed by all members of his family especially by his wife Brenda. He is buried in the Gardens of Urgel Bourgie Funeral Homes located in Chambly, Quebec, together with Brenda’s parents and two daughters. His funeral took place on March 26, 2021. Due to the Covid Pandemic only family were allowed to attend and anyone else had to see the funeral on Zoom. The Interment took place on May 27, 2021. Brenda wrote a funeral service encompassing Masonic and Eastern Star tenets which the family read individually in addition to the United Church Interment ceremony which was presided over by the Reverend Birgit Neuschild.

Terry was a whiz at Cryptic Crosswords with the help of his well used dictionary which he had brought from Australia to Canada. His extensive knowledge of all kinds of weird and wonderful things was impressive. We only had to ask Terry our questions and they would be answered. We always told him to go on the TV programme “Jeopardy”. Lucas (my friend’s 6 year old son) often said after Terry died “I wish Terry was here, he would know how to fix it or he would know the answer to the question”.


The Gardens of Urgel Bourgie Funeral Home

Links to the articles mentioned in the text are in italic capitals below:

Article A: Meet the Editors The Naylors of South Normanton
Article B: At the Renaissance Hotel, South Normanton The Naylors Family Reunion 2007
Article C: Remembrance of how the colleries communities helped shape my life Recollections of living in coal mining communities
Article D: A Memorial for Margaret Margaret Radford Woodward Sheridan: 1939 - 2009
Article E: A Memorial for Pauline Pauline Radford Clarke 1929 - 2010
Article F: A Memorial for Yvonne Yvonne Georgette Radford 1944 - 2014


1. Trinity Church, Ilkeston. Photograph: The Churches of Great Britain and Ireland. (c) Richard Pykett(2015)
2. Chesterfield Grammar School: from an old post card
3. The Crooked Spire of the Parish Church of St. Mary and All Saints, Chesterfield: From a photograph: © Tom Pennington, and licenced for reuse under this Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic Creative Commons Licence
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6. Photograph: Fox & Hounds: Campaign for Real Ale at Whatpub.com
7. Photograph: Farmer Giles Milk Bar, Chapel Bar, Nottingham. Picture Nottingham
8. Photograph: The Astoria Ballroom: Now The Sherwood Rooms Dance Halls in Nottingham

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