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War and Flames drama success

6/3/2022

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Cwmni Cwm Ni performing War and Flames
​ Thank you to everyone that joined us on the evening of Thursday 3 March for our drama, War and Flames, to commemorate 80 years since Ruperra Castle  was burned out. 

Cwmni Cwm Ni is the Welsh language drama group of the Rhymney Valley. It was formed to help the National Eisteddfod in Cwm Rhymney in the 1990’s. The three younger members of the group are all pupils at Ysgol Uwchradd Cwm Rhymney. 

The drama was followed by 1940s music, dancing, and wartime refreshments.

We would like to thank:
  • Allan Cook and Cwmni Cwm Ni - all of the actors delivered an amazing performance and brought to life the events surrounding the fateful night of the fire
  • United Services Club - Machen Legion for hosting us and being so helpful, check out their page as they run amazing live events
  • Rudry ladies for their delicious war time refreshments 
  • Rowena and partner for the amazing dancing
  • All of our wonderful guests who not only came to support our event and campaign to save Ruperra Castle, but also raised nearly £200 for the Disasters Emergency Committee Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal to be match funded by UK Government.

80 years on and Ruperra Castle  is still a derelict ruin:
  • Purchase a copy of our book, War and Flames, an illustrated account taken from recorded testimonies of the soldiers stationed at Ruperra from 1939 to 1946.
  • Watch our short film, War and Flames, and learn how the castle was gutted by 🔥 on 6 December 1941: 
  • Become a member and keep up to date with the work of the Trust and our events. 
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Truth about the fire

7/12/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
People know that soldiers were at the castle when it burnt down but over the years all sorts of myths have grown up. It is often said with great confidence that the Americans were responsible. However, the fire was raging on the night of the 6 December when Japanese planes started their journey to Pearl Harbour. It was only then that America entered the war. Italian prisoners of war have also been blamed but it is doubtful if there were ever any Italian prisoners of war at Ruperra. They were at Castleton later. The Dutch were also blamed, but as we have seen they left the Castle in in October 1940. 

When Tony Friend wrote his book, 'Lord Tredegar's Ruperra Castle' in 1985 he received a letter from Lance Robinson, one of the 307 Searchlight Regiment which explains everything:
“Only our Regiment of about 50 men was in Ruperra when it burnt down. The rest had gone out on to the searchlight sites. They reckoned there was an electrical fault. The Castle hadn’t been used, you see, and so when all the lights went on, the electric wires in the ceilings and the walls were overloaded. I mean, if you’d smoked a cigarette in the Castle you couldn’t have set fire to it because there was no furniture or anything to catch. It wasn’t our neglect. You’re not going to burn your own home down are you? We’d been in some big places before and they’d been all right.
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“The fire started in the ceilings. They were falling in and everybody was trying to get down the stairs. That’s why Cecil Hogg and me and my brother jumped out through the windows. There was a scatter, just a big scatter. A fellow came in to where the men were sleeping or playing cards and said in Geordie ‘Away - the hiss took a hardin!’ which means ‘Get out, the house is on fire’. There was a cockney lad who used to do all the cleaning, who went round throwing pieces of coal in through the windows of the separate rooms of officers and sergeants. The rest of us had been together in the large rooms.
 
“The whole aim was to get everybody outside and then see what you could do. You couldn’t do anything inside. There was a roll call to check that everyone was out. It was probably about 9 or 10 o’clock when the fire started and by 1 or 2 o’clock in the morning it was well away, burning itself out. It was dark you know and people could see the flames all around the area. There were some hoses got out of the outhouses and we were told to hold on to them tight because they kick. But there was no water coming out of them.
 
"The fire brigades came from Cardiff, Newport, all over the place, but they couldn’t all get through. And when they did, it was too late. The following day Lord Tredegar came in his brass hat - he wasn’t in a proper army dress, it was an honorary one. He said he was very glad that we’d all got out.
 
“The only casualty was Lieutenant Barker, a very nice fellow, who went in to rescue the mascot dog, a bulldog, called Tyne. It was frightened by the fire and went back into the Castle. There were friction hoists above the windows which he used to lower the dog down so then he couldn’t use it for himself and had to jump from the second floor. He broke both his legs and of course that finished him in the Army. He was a good Rugby player too.
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"We all slept in a big room above the stables after that.  Pat Kirkwood was supposed to come to do an Ensa show in the Banqueting Hall but with it being burnt down she gave it in the stables. Eventually I went inside the Castle. I remember seeing all the inside flattened. When I looked up he could see the sky.
 “Ruperra had been really something for someone like me to see. The rooms there were fancy and there was a sprung floor in the hall on the first floor. We’d seen castles before, we’ve got a lot of castles up here on Tyneside you know, but this was really beautiful. And I’ve never forgotten the chandelier. When it was all over I was really upset. The surroundings were so nice, the gardens and the trees. I enjoyed it there and I’m sorry for those who never had the chance to see it as it was."
South Wales Argus 9 December 1941:
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80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.
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Fire and destruction 6 December 1941

6/12/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
So many people remembered exactly where they were and what they were doing when they heard the news that Ruperra Castle was on fire. The following morning came the news of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbour.
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Ethel Ackland
Ethel Ackland, living in Ruperra Park Drive on the Cardiff road entranced noticed that there was no water coming out of the tap outside her house, which was her water supply usually. Then she saw the pink sky and the high flames coming out  from the top of a square fire place and through the windows. She joined plenty of people going to see. It was a windy, wet night so there were no bombing raids. As she went up the drive she could hear the crackling of all the varnish and polish in the wood. The noise was frightening. 
"Of course there was a black out as well and there were fire engines stuck all over the fields without getting to the castle. They drained all the water in the ponds as well. It is a myth that there was a huge fire extinguishing system in the castle, a huge water tank in the roof with chains hanging down the walls to release the water when pulled, but nobody knew about it, although the chains had been noticed previously. Whether rusted up or never been checked. In any case, they didn’t save the Castle anyway.”

​Doris Oram and her husband, working nights at the ‘Rodgy’ works, the Rogerstone Aluminium factory, were in bed in No. 3 The Row in Draethen. “It was nearly time for us to get up to go to work and we heard the noise fire engines rushing up the road to the Michaelstone entrance to the Castle. We were sure the Germans had invaded. We can laugh about it now but at the time it was very frightening.”
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Doris Oram
Although Game Keeper Blackburn had gone up from his house to the castle and told the driver of the first engine to follow him to the pond on the drive from the Cardiff road, the reflection of the light of the fire in the water had attracted them to cut off across the grass. Stuck in the soft earth they could not go further.

Herbie Spring coming home from Newport on the last bus, could see the reflection of the flames in the tall clock face up on the top of the old station. He didn’t know what it was but as he came nearer he could see that this was a big fire.
 
Children watched the fire engines rushing past on the roads.
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​80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.
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Royal Army Medical Corps

26/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
The 181st Regiment of the Royal Army Medical Corps were already billeted in the Castle. Frank’s unit, the 152 which became absorbed into the 181, lived outside in bell tents in the Castle grounds. There was also a detachment of drivers for the Royal Army Service Corps for the ambulances kept at the back of the Castle. 

Frank Baumer volunteered in 1940 at the age of 20 and was taken into the 152 Field Ambulance Corps at Fleet, near Aldershot and then sent for training at Ruperra. They were mostly Londoners and entered the grounds by the Lodge on the Michaelstone road. When they got out of the lorry and saw all the trees around, somebody said, ‘What a bleedin’ dump!’ 
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The East Lodge entrance to the Ruperra Estate
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The East side of the Castle
"The new arrivals had a marquee where we used to eat right by the porch and steps of the Castle door on the east side. We used to go into a big room upstairs in the Castle to play Housey Housey and table games.
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"There were flagstone floors where they came in on the ground floor facing the staircase, but Frank had been working as a French polisher from the age of 15 and so particularly took notice of the lovely two inch thick light coloured teak doors in the Castle. 

​"A​ll round the Castle there were beautiful rhododendron bushes and paths like lawns in the woods. The lovely grass drive up to the summer house was about twelve foot wide. Then between the path and the bushes on the verge of the bank, there were daffodils and narcissi. They used to cut down through the woods to the Hollybush where Mr Rae, the keeper, lived. It wasn’t a pub then."
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Before Frank was introduced to his wife, they used to go to Bedwas Hall on a Friday night on the ‘passion wagon’ from Ruperra, which dropped them off and picked them up. His future mother-in-law, a member of the British Legion committee, every night made sandwiches for the soldiers in the Machen Rugby Club. There was a regiment of the Indian Army attached to unit which would call out, ‘Johnny come and have a cup of chai’. They would bring their mules camped on a field the other side of the Castle up to the gravel on the east side of the castle to be loaded.
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The training included putting large medical panniers on either side of the mules. This used to frighten Frank to death, because they would kick out when having the panniers strapped down. The Indians used to hold the mules steady, but you’d often see them dragged along the floor for about 30 yards if the mule bolted. But they wouldn’t let go, they were very brave. Then they’d take them back to their field to unload them again.
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​“There was an Indian officer, all dressed up in white shammy gloves, who used to go round the mules, smooth them and look on his glove for any dust. If he found any, he’d play hell with the soldiers. He used to go on horseback on the route marches while the Indian soldiers used to walk, leading the mules, and unit all walked as well. We’d go down through the woods to the Hollybush and on past Machen railway station, ending up in Brecon, which would take about two weeks."
Two of the unit would walk behind each Indian soldier with his loaded mule, carrying a stretcher with a blanket inside, walking about 20 miles a day. The handles of the stretcher would end up between the webbing of the uniform because of blistered hands. Frank wore out a new pair of Army boots one fortnight while he was away. The sergeants forbade people to give drinks of water.

"Water bottles were carried on their sides, a full pack on our backs and a gas mask in front plus a steel helmet. It was exhausting but that was the training. They must have intended training them for a mountainous region, but in fact we were sent to the desert! They went right up in the mountains, with marvellous views which weren’t really appreciated at the time.

“On manoeuvres, we slept in the fields with their gas capes wrapped around us. The mules stampeded through our field one night. I jumped up from the ground and managed to get to one side just in time as a mule came leaping over me. Of course the Indians had to catch them then, but they were good at it, fair play. Probably there were about 50 mules - it seemed more the night they stampeded."
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Jim Bell
Jim Bell from Newport started his army career as a regular soldier at Fleet, Aldershot joining up in ’38 when he was only 17 because that was what he wanted to do.

​When war broke out there were only four regulars in Newport and at first nobody knew what to do with them in any of the Newport Barracks. At First they were sent to Scotland but came to Ruperra, for extra training as an ambulance crew. Although he was overjoyed to be coming so near home, he was only there for a few months.  

​If they wanted a walk they would go down through Draethen where a Mrs Lewis kept a café.
"When I went back there after the war, I got talking to a chap who turned out to be Mr Lewis and he remembered me coming in the café. In the Machen Working Men’s club - the steward there was a lady called Mrs Cann.
 
“At Ruperra we were billeted in one of the towers at the back with eight or ten of us all the way round that room. In the hall there was a mess room the officers and the clerical staff – we were all upstairs; we were three companies about fifty in each company, including officers and NCOs. The Service Corps - RASC - were there the same time with us with officers for each company. The officers were in one wing of the castle and us in the other. The big hall was the dining room for us men and they’d serve us there from the basement cookhouse. They used the ambulances to go to Abergavenny to the depot to get the rations."
"Soon after he was sent up to Scotland but he kept writing to me and when he had leave he came down and we were married in Rudry Church. Straight after he went out to North Africa. He was away four years and when he came back he couldn’t settle at first, the war did these things to them, they couldn’t help it. You don’t know what other people are suffering unless you’re going through it yourself. He wouldn’t talk about it. He was never even willing to travel after the War; he said he’d travelled enough. But it transpired that he had actually fought at Monte Cassino and possibly never recovered properly. "

​Another RAMS soldier who also met his wife as a soldier in Ruperra was Jim Smillie a Londoner. Flo’s father wouldn’t let her go to the dances at the Castle, but Jim persisted after meeting her when she was collecting the milk from a local farmhouse. He came all the way back to the cottage with her and made an appointment to meet.
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Jim and Flo Smillie
"Soon after he was sent up to Scotland but he kept writing to me and when he had leave he came down and we were married in Rudry Church. Straight after he went out to North Africa. He was away four years and when he came back he couldn’t settle at first, the war did these things to them, they couldn’t help it. You don’t know what other people are suffering unless you’re going through it yourself. He wouldn’t talk about it. He was never even willing to travel after the War; he said he’d travelled enough. But it transpired that he had actually fought at Monte Cassino and possibly never recovered properly."

​After Ruperra...


Later, half the unit 181st Regiment of the Royal Army Medical Corps volunteered to join an airborne glider division and left the castle. Franks Baumers' half went to Talycoed, which was where they heard that the Castle had burnt down.


 Frank Baumer remembers...
"Our unit was right there behind the battle line to receive all the casualties. Over our 3 ton vehicle we had a canvas sheet and tents for the medical unit. The stretcher bearers would bring the casualties a short distance to us in ambulances and we used to see to them, give them a cup of tea, which was very much appreciated. Then the medical officers would take over. That was where we got our first experience of proper war.
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“Being sent abroad they joined the UK 14th Field Ambulance Unit in the Gaza strip, and ended up at Alamein. There it seemed that for a long time nothing happened. Then one night General Montgomery came to give a talk. It was very quiet. ‘Be prepared,’ he said, ‘tonight we’re going to hit them for six.’ Around 10 o’clock everything opened up and you could feel the desert shaking.


"Then they were sent by ambulance down the line to Cairo or Alexandria, to the Army medical units there and the Queen Alexandra nurses.
 
"One time, as I was bandaging a chap’s leg and talking to him to take his mind off things, I asked him where he came from because I could hear he was Welsh. ‘Oh’, he said ‘It’s a little place, you wouldn’t know it.’ So I said, ‘I don’t know, it’s possible, where is it?’ He said ‘It’s a little place called Machen.’ I said ‘Do you know Jim the Post?’ ‘Jim the Post!’ he said and I can see his face now. ‘I’m Fred Buckley, I live in 3 Club Row.”​

Jim Bell remembers...

“After Ruperra we went back up to Scotland and then to North Africa through Sicily and Italy to Austria and we were there three years. While we were up in Scotland, I volunteered to be an orderly, because I thought that if we’re going abroad now, you’ve got the ambulance and you’ve got somewhere to sleep. So the ambulance driver took the first aid course and then I took the driving course so I could drive if he got wounded and if I was wounded he could do the first aid.
 
“When we first went over to North Africa in ’42 there were cardboard tanks put on the road side so that the Germans would think we had tanks. We were in a little farmhouse with a camouflage net over the trees. We’d got our heads down this one night and suddenly noticed how quiet it was. We found our regiment had gone, retreated back and the Germans were advancing. If we hadn’t woken up then, they’d have taken us prisoner. On another occasion, we heard the locals calling because they had a wounded American pilot who had bailed out. They could have handed him over to either side and luckily enough for him we were there and could take him back to our first aid post.
 
“One time, when we were half way up through Italy, and although the Italians had surrendered there was very little food in the local general hospital Claggenfort. There was an Italian interpreter there who had been conscripted when returning from England to serve with the Germans, whom we invited to come and eat with us as we were then having American rations which were marvellous compared with the British. I don’t know where they got it from - and chocolates and sweets. He asked me to write home to his parents who lived in Blackpool because they didn’t know here he was.

“Monte Casino in Italy was called the ‘mad mile’ because the ambulances couldn’t get up there. The stretcher bearers had to carry the wounded down from the top of the mount to our jeeps. The Germans could see us and they could have shot us - all we had was the Red Cross flag on the jeep.
 
"We went to pick some men up and one turned out to be my brother. No one was able to do anything for him at any of the dressing stations so we had to go take him right back to the general hospital.
 
“Back at the front the next day I picked up his two mates from the Enniskillen Fusiliers, At this point we had help from the American Field services and often they were professors and doctors doing their 6 month national service and going back to America.
 
“The American ambulances were very narrow with two stretchers on the top and a bracket each side. It was difficult to treat the wounded There was only a small space between them. In our ambulances there was a seat at the back so that treatment was possible."

​80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.

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The Indian Army

26/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
The British Indian Army, officially renamed the Indian Army, was the principal army of the British Raj before independence in 1974. 
Arrival of the Indian Army soldiers caused a great sensation in the area, Tom Grocutt, then aged four, remembered seeing them arrive at Machen station. “There’s a troop train in the station!” I followed my elder sister down Station Hill. I found myself a little space among a crowd of children and adults along the picket fence, to look through the slats. We saw horses slipping and sliding down the ramps from the trucks into the yard. Among the busy scene we saw lots of khaki turbans and a big bearded man on a horse who rode past very near to me. The hooves of the horses seemed to be making great thuds as they went down the slope towards the main road. 
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Tom Grocutt
“The excitement was over in about half an hour and not knowing anything about the war, we later learned that that it was just after Dunkirk and soldiers were being sent to Ruperra from all over the place to recover and reform their units.”
 
John Rowlands, then a schoolboy, remembered the Indian soldiers bringing three or four strings of horses through Machen, up the Dranllwyn and over the mountain for training. “One afternoon as I arrived back for afternoon school, a mule came galloping down the Dranllwyn. He’d broken loose and everybody was running out of his way. I got hold of the rope that was loose but he took me down to Ted Harris’s shop before I could stop him! Then I handed him over to the soldier that had come back with a horse to look for him.
 
"When I got back down to school I was a quarter of an hour late and I had the cane for it. That’s how I remember it so well. They half believed me, but not entirely, and although someone said they’d heard that I’d stopped the runaway horse, I never had an apology and I had a good two across the hands for it."
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Doris Oram

​Doris Oram living in No 3 The Row in Draethen would see,
​“A whole troop of Indian soldiers riding down the road exercising their lovely black horses. The road would be full of them.”
​Winifred Knibbs, who lived along the Ruperra Drive in Park Wall Cottage, said “All of us neighbours used to visit each other and do the rounds. As children we used to go down to Mrs Blackburn’s in the Preserve. The Indian soldiers would be cooking out in the open air. 

​"Some nights, when we were walking home from school across the park, they would come galloping along the path like nothing I’d ever seen before, stampeding along one behind the other. I think this was the exercise route for the horses - right across the track and then down the avenue of oaks and then back to where they camped."
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Park Wall Cottage
John Hicks from Machen remembered the Indian soldiers wearing tight boots and jodhpurs, with a dark top coat. “We used to watch the Indian soldiers making chapatis. There was enough room for three people to stand around what seemed like a big bake stone resting on four steel rods, with coal glowing underneath. When they put the mixture on it was like oatmeal and they’d spread it with their fingers and turn the chapatis by throwing them up in the air. Then, when each one was cooked, they’d stack them up on a big steel plate and take them to a big marquee where all their tables and benches were laid out.
 
“Their sleeping quarters were in the same sort of tent but with divisions and camp beds in there. The horses were under canvas further up the track, but they used to tire them out in the day and I think they had a feeding tent for them there as well.”
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Herbie Spring
Herbie Spring used always to come home to the Draethen “with a handkerchief full of chapatis and sugar. It was easy for us to walk up past the Hollybush pub, over the top and down past the Castle straight into the woods where the Indian soldiers were camped.”
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​Bernard Spooner said, “The Indian soldiers at the Castle used to make us children very welcome. The first chapati I ever tasted was down there! We loved the tea they made in brilliantly clean stainless steel buckets using condensed milk because of course for us, sugar was rationed.”

​Dennis Gooding
from the Waterloo, remembers, as a fourteen year old boy, that “The Indian soldiers were good to us boys. A lot of them spoke English and so they could converse with us. They rode the horses and used the mules to carry their packs.” 
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Dennis Gooding
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Albert (Ally) Griffiths
Another local boy, Albert (Ally) Griffiths, remembered an Indian soldier coming to his house in Waterloo. “My father was able to speak some Indian languages after his time in the 1914-18 War so, when the Indian soldiers came to the Castle and went to the Greenmeadow Pub on their horses for a drink, he got friendly with one of the sergeants.

​One Saturday night, when my mother answered a knock at the door, there was the Indian sergeant stood there with his turban on and a big black beard! She couldn’t see my father because he was hiding round the side. He had invited him home for supper!” 


​Eric Coleman
, as a Machen boy, remembered getting friendly with some of the Indian soldiers. “They were very nice people and I was invited to a meal with them. I found that they were not used to being treated as equals. They had obviously been brought up as subservient people and as such they clicked their heels and put their hands together and bowed when they spoke to you. We used to say ‘you don’t have to do that to us, you know, we’re all in it together.’ But of course it was the tail end of the Raj.” 
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Eric Coleman
After Ruperra...

None of the Indian Army soldiers remained in the Caerphilly area after the war and nobody seems to have kept in touch with them for any length of time. There are just one or two photographs. A later report told of the Unit with their mules being used to carry the materials up the cliff to build the isolation hospital on Flatholm Island in the Bristol Channel where many of them died of the diseases they caught from sailors isolated from incoming ships. 
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Two Indian soldiers holding a horse for a British officer
80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.
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The British Army marches on its stomach

18/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
As soon as the Royal Signals Corps, now trained and ready for action moved out of Ruperra in June 1940, a RASC (Royal Army Service Corps) Unit moved in to be very quickly trained and moved on. The British Army needed to be fed wherever it was in the world. Those men in bakery before the War were now trained to instruct others. Often these units involved, three or four hundred men.
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On the East porch of the Castle
​Some had been part of the BEF, the expeditionary force intended to drive the Germans back from France. These soldiers after escaping from Dunkirk came to Ruperra and stayed for a while to recover while their units were being reformed.
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Norman Baxter in 1999
N​orman Baxter from Gillingham was in the RASC Army Bakery in Normandy where, although the Germans were advancing, they had to keep on baking bread. Then an order came to drop everything and evacuate; then after a week to go back to find dough was all over the place and still the Germans hadn’t got there! 

​Norman’s unit however was only just in front of the Germans and they came out of Cherbourg on a Belgian ferry. As they were leaving they could see all the smoke from the oil tanks the British Army had set on fire to stop them falling into the hands of the Germans.
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​After landing, a train took the unit to Hereford where they slept on the race course in the open air. Moving on to Ruperra in the morning they were given just two blankets to sleep on the floor in the Castle, but they didn’t have to go outside for toilets or washing and their own cooks made the food. No baking was done since all the equipment had been left in France. Unfortunately, because the Germans were expected to invade Brittan at any minute they had to get up in the early hours of the morning, dress in full kit, proceed to sit in the parked coaches for a couple of hours and then have drills to occupy them.
 
As Norman’s unit was lined up ready to move out they saw the Second Field Bakery unit was moving in - also from Dunkirk. John Rogers, a baker from Deal in Kent, a member of the 2nd and 3rd units had gone over to France in 1940 with the BEF and had the same experience. At two o’clock one morning they were called out of the cotton mill bakery and issued with 30 rounds of ammunition for their rifles because the Panzer tanks were coming. Leaving behind the dough in the troughs, they had to get down in the ditches either side of the road with their rifles and bayonets. Then back to the mill where the dough was all blown up all over the floor to start baking again. 
​A week later the Unit was called on parade and divided up into two halves for the evacuation from Dunkirk. Left half to Number 2 Field Bakery and Right half to Number 3 Field Bakery. Many from Number 2 died on the Canberra when an enemy bomb went down the funnel. John’s life was saved because he was in the right hand half of the unit which then came straight to Ruperra. They didn’t do any baking there either. At Ruperra, their billet was in the apple drying room on top of the electricity generating room.             
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Generator block
​The NCOs, being away from the main unit, had bedside lights. One of the beds in his two tiered bunk was empty so John fixed a hanging wire so that after lights out he could switch on and lie in bed reading.
 
One night – he connected a screw bulb. Flash! His hand went blue and all the buildings around the Castle went into darkness. There were panic stations and no more bedside lamps!
 
John returned to Ruperra in 1943 after the Castle had been burnt down and slept under canvas in the grounds. He said that this time the mobile bakery equipment was at Ruperra which became the number one bakery training base. Men were being recalled from the Middle East and from various parts of England. We baked under marquees and the ovens stayed on the trailers with canvas over. We did the baking out in the field under canvas.
The illustrations for the Ministry of Defence instruction manuals for Mobile Bakeries were taken in the grounds of Ruperra Castle. The booklet included detailed technical instructions and information as well as pictures of the canvas accommodated equipment. It seems then that the photographs were taken before the fire although the bakery units also returned to the site after the fire.
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​John said that they trained a whole American unit at Ruperra. They were sleeping under canvas too but they had their own quarters. Being with the Americans was an interesting experience. There was always plenty of food. Big bowls of sugar and ‘Help yourself!’ packets of Camels, and plenty of chicken!
​At the end of the war, John did some very valuable work in France clearing the airstrips of mines. While they were waiting for bakery equipment to arrive a group were given a three ton lorry, a length of chain, and a sergeant. The retreating German army had put poles in the airfields to stop our planes from landing. We had to fix our chain to the poles so as to pull them up.
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John met his wife, then Betty Cage of Machen, when he was a soldier at Ruperra
Previously the fighter planes had had to go all the way back to the East coast of England to refuel. With these airstrips cleared they could refuel and be back again within the hour. However some poles were booby trapped and that was how their sergeant died. We had to pull the poles up and hope for the best. 
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​And Monty thanked us personally for the very important work we had done and we got priority leave to come home. It was the only time we got thanked for anything in the Army. So we got sent home even before the people who were at D-Day. 
​George Archer himself from Machen had joined up into the RASC when he was twenty, and then worked as a mobile bakery trainer.
“Everything had to be very clean even the studs on your boots and there was an inspection every morning. The lads would watch what I was doing and try to copy me and I would go round to see that they were doing it right. You had to knead two loaves at the same time. Some of them would say they’d never worked so hard in their lives. In the tents were troughs, 3 by 8 feet, and the ingredients would be all ready weighed out for us in buckets by the side. They put lard in the bread in those days and it made it very filling. You had to mix, knead and cut, mix, knead and cut, throwing it each time into the next trough."
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"​Then the loaves would finally be put on a rack, wheeled to the oven and gently slid in. The three ovens held 60 loaves each. The mouth part under the canvas but the rest out in the open. Once bakes the loaves cooled off, stacked in tea chests and sent in lorries to all the camps around."
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Footpath to Machen – still there today
After a three o’clock am start, work finished at two in the afternoon when time was their own. They would walk through the lovely green woods down to Draethen village and have tea in Mrs Britain’s. Then they’d walk through the fields to Machen on a path already made with all the soldiers walking on it. They were nice times. Everyone was very, very good to them. George met his wife who was from Machen, but two days after they were married he was sent away to Italy until the end of the War.
John Geddes wasn’t at Ruperra very long but his memories were of the wonderful gates with guards on them. He noticed that the dark building where they slept on bunk beds blended in well with the woods around. It was quiet and they could get on with studying their lecture notes. It was a very nice warm summer and they would walk over the fields to Machen and some days would be invited to teas like his own mother did with the soldiers in Lossiemouth where he came from. 
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When he spent time in Egypt the mobile bakery was used as there were  a lot of British soldiers still out there after January 1946. He was up near the Aswan dam and it was so hot that the bread used to go bad because it couldn’t cool down properly. They realised eventually that that was why the Arabs ate naan bread!
Iory Pearce from Chirk was already a baker before he joined up aged 18 in 1944, but was sent to join a bakery unit being formed at Ruperra. The Castle was already burned down when his unit was there and they had to fall in and be checked every morning on a bit of square in front of the Castle. A nissen hut along side was used as a dance hall with a piano and drums, an eating place, the mess and the NAAFI shop. 
He didn’t remember doing any baking at Ruperra but from there he visited Barry, Penarth, and the Drill Hall in Caerphilly where he met his brother in the Royal Welsh Fusiliers.
 
The 40 men in his unit were sent overseas in 1944/45 or ‘round the world' as he described it. Having hardly been out of Chirk, all these places seemed so strange. They visited India, Ceylon, the South China Sea and Japan. In India, on twenty mile route marches about 7 o’clock at night at sundown they’d often be walking alongside hundreds of camels in a camel train.
 
While at Hong Kong he went up the Yangtze to Shanghai and from there to Kure in Japan where he met his brother again! He took him to see Nagasaki after the bomb. There was nothing there except one concrete building left standing!
 
He wondered how he’d managed to find his brother in Caerphilly, and then amongst all the hundreds and thousands of soldiers in the Far East, in Yamaha and Kure! When at last he got demobbed all he’d done was bake bread in Portadown in Ireland and in Hongkong. 
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Roy Dukes from Edgware, was billeted at Ruperra at the beginning of 1941.
Inside the Castle itself were the Sergeants’ Mess, the Officers’ Mess and the canteen and many different rooms. His unit had to go have to go up a lot of stairs to get to the room where we slept on the floor on palliasses, and looking out, could see the mountains. He was posted from Ruperra in charge of the cooking for the 80 men in a paratrooper’s platoon and later went to Holland when it was still occupied by the Germans. About 30 of them would do a ‘recce’. The civilians would direct them to the safe houses where they could hide, be fed, receive and also pass on information.
Towards the end of the war, they we were in Weimar where we joined up with the Russians. The Germans were retreating all the time and our job was to clear them out of the houses to ensure that there were no soldiers with ammunition hiding there, and that the owners of the houses were safe when so much looting was going on.
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The Princess Irene Brigade escape from Holland

5/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.

A battalion of Dutch soldiers, the 'Princess Irene Brigade' were stationed at Ruperra Castle between the 29 August and the 10 October 1940. Some of the Dutch soldiers described in this account had escaped from Holland before the Germans invaded and had landed at Milford Haven. Six or seven weeks later, they came to Ruperra.
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The writer, who was Jewish, Sergeant Siegmund Emanuel Kleerkoper, had been trapped in England by the outbreak of war and, unable to return to the continent had joined up with a contingent of about 500 Dutch nationals. After training in Congleton, in the North of England, he was sent to Ruperra. He explained that the best memory he had had of Ruperra was receiving a postcard from his wife in Holland saying that she was safe, which highlights the tremendous anxieties about their families that soldiers from occupied countries felt, anxieties from which we in Britain, for the most part, were spared.
​He described that their unit was moved to a large castle in Lower Machen, South Wales, named Ruperra Castle, situated a few miles from the Bristol Channel, and housed in a small building that had been a coach house, some in the coach house itself, others in the stables, which were equipped for military accommodation. We had bunks of four men, two next to each other and two above. It was very agreeable there. At night there was air activity over Cardiff, Newport and the convoys in the Bristol Channel, but no-one paid much attention. Tuesday was training exercises, weapons training, field exercises and, above all, marching in which in the mountains of South Wales, I learnt to march. With large blisters under my feet and sweat pouring off my face and body, I never gave up and I finished every march. 
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Entry to the coach house from the stable block today
At first the food was not good but at night there were bus services to take us to Cardiff to the cinema or a good restaurant. The surroundings were splendid, and we remained in Ruperra Castle, for two months. We couldn’t criticise our training even though shortage of weapons enforced the usage of fairground guns but with instructions from military police.
 
Sergeant Kleerkpoper found good opportunities to play the piano in the Banqueting Hall, and encouraged other musicians in the regiment to give good performances for the soldiers. They left Ruperra in September two days before Yom Kippur, 1940. 

After Ruperra...

At the end of the war members of a concentration camp were listening for the firing outside and hoping it was the Princess Irene Brigade coming to rescue them.

The Royal Netherlands Princess Irene Brigade landed in Arromanches on 8 August 1944. Attached to the 6th British Airborne Division, the Brigade took part in Operation Paddle for the liberation of the Pays d’Auge area starting on 17 August. The Princess Irene Brigade was thus the first Allied unit to liberate Pont-Audemer on 26 August 1944.
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After the Normandy campaign, the Irene Brigade took part in the liberation of Northern France and Belgium, before returning to liberate the south part of their native land in September 1944 as part of Operation Market Garden.

80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.
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The Royal Corps of Signals in 1939

3/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
The Royal Corps of Signals in 1939, already consisted of qualified ‘tradesmen’, that is wireless and telephone operators, dispatch riders, linemen, electricians and so on, who had received extra training and therefore extra pay.
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However the first soldiers to be billeted at Ruperra Castle were from a unit of the Cardiff Territorial Army (TA) who hastily got together to form the Royal Corps of Signals when the outbreak of war seemed imminent. They were to be trained as dispatch riders and to service the cars and transport needed. There were no mobile phones in those days!
Jack Senior from Cardiff described the process, “The Drill Hall, a decrepit old place, was next to the GPO in Cardiff where the new stadium is now. Using the shelter of the old Arms Park stands, all we did to train for war was march up and down in civilian clothes, with one rifle between ten of us. We were the TA! At first with good organisation, after little bit of morning drill by 12 o’clock every day were getting cleaned up, and down on the main road thumbing a lift home.”
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“Then a couple of days after the outbreak of war, I told my mother that we were definitely moving and didn’t know when we’d be back, so she made me some Welsh cakes as if to say ‘see you in 12 months time.’ Then Western Welsh buses arrived and took us to Druidstone House in St Mellons. And we were back home at 4 o’clock!” 

​“All of a sudden, ‘A’ Company will proceed to Ruperra Castle.’ Nobody had heard of it! When we arrived it was a bit awesome because there was nothing there but the Castle and the transport area.”

Gordon Crooke from Fairwater had joined the TA but then made out that he was 17 so as to join up.
“We were the first soldiers in to the Castle and the only ones there at that time. It had been totally emptied and workmen were moving out. We could see little bits of the wonderful staircase now boxed in with strange looking white timber. We were impressed by the amount of work that had gone on to protect the Castle but found but although we given ‘bedding space on the third floor, there were no bunks, and no beds. "
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Gordon Crooke
​"The offices, the Officers’ Mess and the kitchens were on the ground floor and the food was pretty good. Planks had been fastened down on to the steps and stairs and floors of the main rooms on the ground floor. Nobody thought of the fire risks. In the early days, everything to do with radio had been still very primitive but yet we were responsible for keeping the lines of communication open, and so messages were written out and given to a DR (dispatch rider) to deliver."
"The telephones and Morse Code machines were from 1918 and not all had been checked over. The trainees had to carry the big heavy radio sets up into the woods behind the Castle. A real struggle for one man on his own, but too awkward for two because of their big batteries. One time, having gone up carrying everything, and done everything according to the book, no message was sent or received all day. Back at camp it was found that the lines running up to the telephones hadn’t been set up to work either. It had been an absolute fiasco."
"Eventually equipment arrived to turn us into the Royal Corps of Signals and we were given training rooms on the second floor of the Castle."

​Gordon as a dispatch rider was already trained to maintain everything needed and the yard of the Stable Block was their workshop. Once the motorbikes and equipment were put in the stables and the radios were set up they were able to start their normal work within 24 hours. "I was running all over the country, back and ‘fore on the motorbike."
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Cyril Cozens

​Cyril Cozens
a TA man from Portsmouth slept in the stable block when he came to Ruperra, in a fairly large room with a good roof. Someone had put in some quickly manufactured two tiered bunks. "I don’t remember actually going inside the Castle at all. It was all very makeshift at the time with straw palliasses and blankets. Washing and shaving was a cold water job. A certain number of people went every morning to Cardiff to the public baths. It was my job to see that half a dozen really old trucks with flat batteries would start every day. So you got one going and then towed the rest to start them." 
"At Christmas time 1939, we received the first intake of the Militia boys (conscripts) to train them for all sorts of communication work. It was a very cold winter. They had to do their share of standing guard and there weren’t enough army overcoats to go round. Since they hadn’t asked to join up, they had to be treated properly, so all the TA lads had to hand in their army overcoats to keep them warm."
"A brilliant idea was to serve a notice on the Fifty Shilling Tailors in Cardiff! No. 1 Company had blue Melton overcoats with velvet collars because we were the elite! No. 2 Company which was not so good as us had brown ones and No. 3 Company who were the real roughs and toughs, had everything that was left. You can just imagine what the first Church parade looked like!"​
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"Then all of a sudden a different presence arrived. Five foot three, a little bristly moustache, he came from a regular army unit. And his job was to turn us into soldiers and he did! Now serious training work was being carried out by an army officer for vehicle repair and I was his right hand man. There’d be about 50 to 100 men coming in at a time to be trained for signals work."

​"These vehicles were needed to pick up supplies of food, clothing and bedding for the surrounding camps but there were none available in 1939 and so we had to build them. The Army was buying in all kinds of old cars from the 1930s. Anything over 20 HP, including Sunbeams, American Buicks, Packards, were brought in to Ruperra from all over the country. We’d go up to Birmingham or Wolverhampton and bring a convoy of them back. Then the bodies were cut through behind the driving seat and a box body put on to the back to make it into van to carry radio sets for communications. We’d work on the vans where ever they were, they carried radio sets for communications as well as troops and were kept in and around the building."

One day Jack Senior and Cyril Cozens loaded a van up with fairly modern (1920) radio equipment and troops and left Ruperra at quite a quick turn of speed, towards the Cardiff road. After a while they noticed that ‘the blokes in the back are quiet, aren’t they, they must be hanging on like grim death.’ "We stopped to look and there was nobody there! The tail boards hadn’t been put on so when we started off the whole lot of them had just shot out. They were still on the parade ground when we got back”.
​Arthur Lewis from Newport was one of a 100 of young conscripts sent to catch a train for Monmouth and wait in a field there until picked up. There were still 30 of them waiting at the Royal Corps of signals post until evening when they were transported to Ruperra. However, no more trainees were expected and all the trained men had already been drafted They were given a canvas bag to stuff with straw to lie down in the Banqueting Hall, and at last given a mug of cocoa and some doorstep sandwiches. He remembered his first sleepless night as a soldier at Ruperra Castle as he lay on the floor looking up at the minstrel gallery in the dim light of hurricane oil lamps. Next day the transformation from ‘Mr’ to Signalman 2362012 took place, the weather was kind and bell tents were erected on the grass in front of the Castle where he slept well there for the remaining stay. A few days later they heard about the evacuation from Dunkirk and all leave was cancelled.

After Ruperra...

Arthur Lewis was transferred into the 102 Yeomanry, going to North Africa with the First Army and was involved in some heavy fighting in Algeria and then Monte Casino in Italy.

Gordon Crooke did not join the light car section of 20 beautiful little Austins formed by the 38th Royal Corps of Signals in June 1940. The dispatch riders were trained to drive them and were sent to the Middle East. After the war, Gordon made enquiries but not one of them returned. Gordon himself went to India, Burma and Malaya. Out of the original TA unit at Ruperra, Gordon found on attending a reunion after the War that only himself, three Cardiff boys and one from Caerphilly had survived.

Jack Senior was taken prisoner in Italy and transferred to a German camp when Italy surrendered. When Germany surrendered, he left the camp, managing to precede the advancing Russians and met up with some Americans sitting on a jeep in the middle of a road. He flung his arms around the big black captain’s neck and kissed him! Then came the difficult task of persuading him that they were really British soldiers. They were in the middle of Germany! The officer used this foolproof method and sent for one of the unit who grilled them as follows.
  • ‘‘When you come out of the General Station in Cardiff and turn right, what’s the first pub you come to?’
  • I said, "It’s not a pub Sir, it’s the Great Western Hotel."
  • He said, "You’ve scored one. Now, you keep on down that road, what do you run into if you don’t turn off?"
  • We thought "What the hell do you run into down St Mary Street?" I said, "You run into the Castle."
  • He said, "Strike Two! When you come down that street and you turn to the right what street would you be in?"
  • I said, "Queen Street."
  • "What’s in Queen Street?"
  • I said, "A load of shops."
  • And he said "You’re right. They’re in, Captain, they’re in!"

"So the Captain gets a bottle, knocks the top off and says, ‘Have a drink!’ We did and the three of us passed out on the floor. We hadn’t had any whisky or anything like that for a long, long time and there was the shock and everything. One tot out of a bottle was enough.”

80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.

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Ruperra Estate for sale - 1934

2/11/2021

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6 December marks 80 years since Ruperra Castle was gutted by fire during the second world war. To commemorate the event we are telling stories from our book, Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46.
The Ruperra Estate, part of the huge Tredegar Estates, which once covered 53,000 acres in South East Wales, is situated in beautiful open rolling countryside between Cardiff, Caerphilly and Newport.

Godfrey who became Lord Tredegar in 1875 was known as Godfrey the good because he believed that with great wealth came great responsibility. He had made Tredegar House his main residence and his brother, affectionately known as Colonel Freddie remained at Ruperra. The brothers were famous for their part in the Charge of the Light Brigade in the Crimean War in 1856.

Godfrey was helping with repairs at Ruperra when his brother died unexpectedly in 1909. However Freddie’s son Courtenay who loved Ruperra, carried on making the Estate beautiful for his own son Evan to inherit. When Godfrey died in 2013 there was daily income of £1,000 for the Ruperra Estate. By 1930 the whole Tredegar estate was already being affected by the economic depression after the end of the First World War, and the new Lord Courtenay seemed to want to live like a lord. A skeleton staff kept the estate and the beautiful gardens in good order and provided for the needs of the Morgan family and their weekend shooting and hunting parties.
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In the following November 1935 the contents of the Castle were sold. What was left was taken to Tredegar House for safekeeping. Gamekeepers Mr Rae and Mr Blackburn looked after the Castle, the outbuildings and parkland. Tom Pembridge lived on the estate, tending the generators and acting as caretaker until the estate was finally sold to the Eagle Star Insurance Company in 1956.

​When Courtenay died in 1934 there were three huge death duties to pay. The Ruperra Estate was put up for sale but there were no offers to buy. Another war was looming and the Ministry of Defence were already having discussions with the trustees of the Ruperra Estate. Its location overlooking the Bristol Channel, and its capacity for accommodating and training soldiers were obvious.
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80 years on and Ruperra Castle is still a ruin at risk of collapse - help Ruperra Castle Preservation Trust save the Castle and surrounding buildings and gardens by campaigning to secure them to use for community benefit, and to ensure a better future for our precious local heritage. Help us secure a future for this important monument - become a member before the end of 2021 and we will send you a free copy of our book – Ruperra Castle War and Flames 1939-46. You can also buy the book separately for £6.
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