Eric Martin (*1903) Bessie/Betty Phillips (*1902)
Eric Frank Martin was born in 1903 in Kettering (Northamptonshire),
some 150 km north of London,
with official name Errick.
His father Walter was manager with a branch of Phipps,
shoe parts supplier in Kettering.
From History of Oundle schools P.685: "from 1884 on, for Sir William Laxton's Grammar School a boy had to be at least seven years old on entering and must leave at the end of the term in which he became fifteen: he paid an entrance fee of fee of £1 and four guineas a year for tuition." P.659: "The subjects to be taught in the School were to be English, History, Latin, French, Arithmetic, Geography, Agricultural Chemistry, Bookkeeping, Land Surveying, Drawing and Vocal Music. During WW.I., P.535: "The tuition fees had risen to £45 per annum, and the boarding fees to £75 per annum with, roughly, an additional £10 for extras." Having very good grades, he continued for a final year at Oundle School (these two schools were merged in 2000). He was "head of schools and fives chanpion as well as captain of cricket and soccer. In that time he also suffered from TB".
With his good school results he went on to Oxford and Cambridge for
various subjects of Agriculture.
He then went on to Harper Adams College of Agriculture near
Edgemont, Shropshire,
where he won a scholarship for Colonial Office Agriculture.
Then followed study at the Imperial College of Agriculture Trinidad
(established at St. Augustine, Trinidad, in 1921).
All the while, he played in first teams of cricket and got top grades.
Eric was in Uganda as an Agricultural Officer in several places.
Then followed duties in the West Nile District,
at Arua.
Bessie Phillips went to the then only girls
St Felix School, Suffolk
(photo from Wikipedia),
near the coast some 50 km to the SE of Norwich.
Eric and Betty married in 1933 in Fulham Parish Church, London. So they went to Uganda together, Eric back to his job in the West Nile region, being based in Arua. The Arua area borders Sudan as well as the D.R.Congo and is a rather flat country. From his base Eric walked through miles of country to explain to Chiefs the huge benefit of growing cotton.
Children, born in Uganda:
31/12/1934 twins Richard and George, in Arua;
02/07/1940 William Longmate (Bill), in Kampala.
Soon they moved again, to Masindi, Eric now being Senior Agricultural Officer,
with oversight of the West Nile District and the Agriculture Officers there.
Toward the end of the 1930s they moved for a short time to Kampala
where William was born, in 1940.
In 1944 it was decided that the twins had to go to a smart Prep School
in Sussex, England.
Betty would bring them there, taking also young Bill along.
The travel started with a flight in a seaplane to Cairo, stopping a
dozen times on the Nile with a night in Khartoum.
A very horrid three weeks, Richard recalls.
He was getting there a gyppy tummy, being discovered by a British
Officer who had been patient of Grandpa's (George Phillips),
and getting rooms in the Officers Mess, on an island in the Nile, very swish.
A ship was eventually found that could take Betty and the boys to
Brittain, a Dutch troop ship, where George got appendicitis, and Mum
had to have a nervous break down to assure we stayed on board and NOT
be returned to Egypt.
During WW II Eric volunteered to go to Malta to help agriculture there, but his offer was declined due to his vital work in Uganda and his young family.
Eric, Betty and Bill came on leave to see the twins in the UK in the Summer of 1947.
August 1948
the twins started their journey from England back to Africa by ship.
Richard recalls: we had a young man, an athropologist,
as guardian on the steamer the "Warwick Castle",
but he did not interfere with our exciting games and new friends.
Cape Town was our destination. There we changed to a train to Mazabuka.
The train ride took three days
The job moves of Eric as of 1950 can be documented from the internet:
So in 1950 they moved to Nairobi in Kenya.
"In Nairobi we lived near
Government House
and there saw Princess Elizabeth the very day she became Queen."
Eric retired 1963 to the Isle of Man, in the house "Breaside"
at Baldrine (near Laxey, east-side of the Isle),
a house he had bought from a friend in 1962.
In 1968 they sold this house and moved to Findon, West Sussex,
20 km WNW of Brighton, and bought the "Nepcote Lodge".
From the early 1970s they lived in 25 Steep Lane, Findon.
Grandson Gregory Eric Martin [GEM] remembers:
It is a lovely lane with holly hedges and the smell of people burning their grass clippings − fond memories.
Eric had a glashouse along the path leading to the house.
In 1977 photos were taken of Eric and Betty in the sun in front of their dwelling.
Diana Martin (daughter of George and his wife Rosemary) remembers:
Grandpa did introduce me to the age-old hobby of stamp collecting. He had an extensive collection with the first stamp of Uganda - a tiny piece of paper with '10 Kowries' typed on it. .... He watched the Olympics and then was glued to the TV. Grandpa refused to buy a remote to change channels with - he said it was good exercise to get up and down to change the channels. He was grumpy and stubborn, I believe he refused to have the battery in his pacemaker changed!
I loved Big Granny to bits. We wrote letters often, all the way through my 'varsity' in Cape Town. I was her first grandchild, and even though my Mum was pregnant (only just) with me when my Dad and she got married (1958), a big no-no in those days, Betty was thrilled, and I still have a Pooh Bear mat she knotted for me. She was a great artist and she gave me and my Dad lessons on watercolour painting via the post with illustrations and comments on work he had done and sent her. I still have those lessons. I remember her in Findon when we visited in the 1970's. We walked to the shops, she walked very fast (I do too) and she tripped on a paver; she travelled horizontal to the pavement for a couple of metres and all I could do was laugh. She did not fall, but once recovered we were in hysterics for ages and had to sit to catch our breath! That same holiday my Dad hired a barge to travel up the Thames. We would moor the boat on the river bank every evening and Granny, who was not allowed to smoke on the boat, would say to me: "Lets go for a walk". I was 16. Off we went across the fields to a pub where we would have a drink and she could have a cigarette! Grandpa and Big Granny periodically came out to Zimbabwe to see us, the last time I saw Betty was just before she passed away. We went for a walk up at Inyanga (where our favourite holiday cottage was). It was too long a walk for her, and my sister Caroline and I had to make an arm stretcher for her to sit on to get her back to the car. I think I am very like Betty, I am an artist - it is my profession - and I was very sporty, she was too, played Lacross! And as a physio she was very good with sports injuries. My Mum had polio as a child in Uganda - she was 3 years old. My Mum's parents met my dad's parents as they were both working for the British government in the agricultural department. So when my Mum got polio Betty actually nursed her back to health with physio in a swimming pool. My Mum never had a withered leg thanks to Betty. Eric died in 1993, in Findon. Betty died two years thereafter.
Notes on their sons:
George Martin: studied in Oxford, U.K., to become Reverend and worked most of his life in Zimbabwe. He stayed on in adverse situations there and was much respected. He died 13/09/2020, England. (This news spread quickly through the communities of religious former inhabitants of Zimbabwe, e.g. to Ashburton, New Zealand.) Richard Martin: did his undergraduate studies at Rhodes Univ. in South Africa followed by graduate studies in Cambridge, U.K., to become Reverend and worked mostly in South Africa where he particularly enjoyed the enthusiasm, humble kindness, and joy of his Zulu congregations. He was much respected and appreciated by them. He later enjoyed, at Hillcrest, such intellectiual liberal parishioners as Alan Paton living at nearby Botha's Hill.
Basic data and memories are from notes by son Richard Martin, 2020.
The memories of EM himself (written in 1983) were essential.
The text has some additions from internet searches.
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