Richard Pattison

1879-1959

Photographed in 1924

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.

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

 

PHOTO ALBUM

Photographed circa 1950

Photographed in 2009

Photographed in 2009

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.

Tailoring bill from 1900

Tailoring bill from 1901

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.

Ralph Pattison

 

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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