CHRISTOPHER NORMAN CLAYDEN MBE
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Norman
was born into the Middlesex Regiment (the Diehards) on 10 July 1921 in Egypt where his father Bill Clayden was serving with the 2nd Bn. [I learnt at the funeral that Jean’s father was also a
Diehard]. He was educated at Brighton College and in 1940 he enlisted as a
volunteer recruit at the regimental depot at Mill Hill. He was commissioned in 1941 and, after a few
months, he was posted as an instructor at the Army Gas School much to his
consternation as his military experience was minimal; he was further horrified
to find that his very first audience was a room full of ATS! However the next year he escaped and joined
the 2nd Bn who were part of Southern
Command defending the south of England
against invasion and preparing for the Normandy
landings. In June 1944 the Bn landed on Sword
Beach on D+1 and Norman
fought with them all the way to Bremen.
He remained
with the Bn, moving with them to Palestine
in 1945 and then to Egypt
in 1946 where at the ripe old age of 26 he found himself in command for a short
time. In 1948 the 1st and 2nd
Bns amalgamated and the new Bn,
the 1st, was posted to Chelsea Barracks to undertake public
duties. Norman was commanding the Palace Guard on the
night that Prince Charles was born
Thereafter
the Bn moved to Hong Kong where Norman was hived off to become the
Intelligence Officer for 28 Bde. However he managed to rejoin the Bn which was still in Korea. On the return to Hong Kong he became Adjutant
and remained as such until 1952, having taken the Bn
to Austria.
In 1953 he
commanded the Colour Party at the Coronation and the next year he attended the Staff College. Then followed a period at
Sandhurst as an instructor and two years at Eastern Command at Hounslow before
finally returning to the Bn in Hameln in 1959,
having very wisely married Jean immediately beforehand.
In 1961 he
was back in the UK, at Canterbury, first as DAAG HQ Home Counties Brigade and
then as Commanding Officer of the Brigade Depot he having been promoted to Lieutenant
Colonel in May 1963.
In 1966 he
went to Guyana as G1 and
then in 1967, after Independence, he became G1
in Singapore,
a posting he particularly enjoyed.
After that
he held a succession of
appointments – at the Ministry of Defence, as Deputy Commander of
the Ulster Defence Regiment, and at HQUKLF at Wilton.
He retired
from the Army on 30 June
1973.
Norman inherited from his father a great
interest in Nature in general, and birds in particular. In Singapore her
was able to indulge his passion to the full – ringing, recording, photographing
and observing. It helped that several
senior officers, including the CinC, were also
enthusiastic bird watchers and it was one of these who instructed Norman to start up the Singapore branch of the ABWS to
match similar organisations in the Navy and the RAF.
Soon after
his return to UK
in 1970 he became Secretary of the parent branch of the ABWS and remained as
such for the next 21 years. He devoted
himself whole-heartedly to the job and ensured the solid framework that the
Society (now the AOS) enjoys today.
Norman was a canny bird watcher. At our annual meetings, whilst the rest of us
would tramp the circuit in whatever the weather threw at us, he, being
increasingly immobilised by arthritis, would remain seated in one spot and
invariably record as many, if not more, species than the able-bodied.
Having
retired on 30 June 1973 Norman undertook what was to become the second greatest
achievement of his life (the first being to marry Jean) – on 30 July he was
appointed Head of Conservation for the Ministry of Defence. He was given one female assistant and half a
typist and they occupied two pokey little offices in Tolworth Towers.
He proceeded to bring into existence the structure that exists to this
day on all MOD training areas in Great Britain. He badgered, cajoled, encouraged and
inspired. The first two conservation
groups, Longmoor and Bordon,
were set up in 1974, the next year there were 40, by 1980 there were 130, and
in 1986 when he retired there were 201 groups in existence.
After 5
years in post he organised the publication of Sanctuary which serves as the MOD
annual conservation report with input from all groups; it is a most impressive
document. He also instituted Deer
Management on those areas where it was needed.
It was his
policy to attend the major meetings of all groups, usually two a year, and
mostly between September and Easter.
This involved a tremendous amount of driving and a lot of organisation
as he would frequently give a talk with slides and other aids. He accordingly increased his staff to include
a driver and a PA – both tasks performed by Jean. There was always a stand at the Aldershot
Army Show and in 1983 and 1986 at the Bath
and West. He also attended seminars in Munich and Holland. In the middle of this he underwent two hip
operations, one in 1983 and the second a year later.
That Norman had made such a
tremendous impact on the Conservation movement was not only for the MOD but
also on the national scene was recognised by the award first in 1984 of the MBE
for his work for the MOD, and secondly in 1987 the first ever prestigious RSPB Esso award which was presented to him by Prince
Charles. This marked a very fitting end
to his second career for he retired finally in September 1986, although he
remained as a consultant for a further year.
He took
into retirement responsibility for collating the annual MOD Bird Count which he
continued right to the end of his life.
And he continued as Secretary of the ABWS until 1992.
Norman was a fine all round athlete
playing most sports. He played for the
Army at rugby and hockey, and represented the Army in athletics. He was a Combined Services hockey umpire and
Chairman of the Army Hockey Umpires Association. He was a formidable opponent and had a
fearsome reputation on the hockey field, as had his cousin Ken. One day at the Depot the very latest joined
subaltern was detailed to join the team to play against and RAF side. When he mentioned to the PMC that he might be
late back for something or other as no doubt there would be tea after the
match, the reply came: “With Norman and Ken playing there might NOT BE an
invitation to tea!”.
Norman had a great sense of duty and
expected the same of others. He was
highly efficient and very meticulous in all that he did, and put 100% into
whatever he was undertaking. When he
became MOD Conservation Officer he didn’t know too much about trees, insects,
grasses, reptiles etc. But because these
and other subjects were of great interest to members of the groups he had set
up he got down to learning about them and became very knowledgeable as a
result, and astonished a former band boy who saw him on TV expanding on the Natterjack toad.
He didn’t
suffer fools gladly and you knew exactly where you stood with him. He was forthright, totally honest and very
fair and just; and greatly encouraging to those less able than he. He was a good leader of men and his soldiers
held him in great respect. A somewhat
stern exterior concealed a certain shyness, and when
you got to know him you found a warm, kind and thoughtful person with a marked
sense of humour. He was a staunch friend
and utterly devoted husband, father and grandfather.
Norman had an indomitable spirit which
came to the fore as arthritis gradually took over the whole of his body,
leaving him in constant pain about which he never complained. In fact he never complained ever, about any
of his afflictions. In November 1993 he
fell off a ladder whilst doing some pruning and broke the hamstring in his
right thigh. As a result of being
immobilised by having the whole of his leg in plaster he suffered a stroke
whilst lying in his hospital bed. He
lost the use of his right side and his speech was affected. By sheer grit and determination he overcame
the disabilities by constant exercise.
You didn’t want to be anywhere near him when he
was wielding a heavy iron frying pan through the air. The only thing he didn’t manage to master
totally was his speech because part of his tongue remained paralysed.
Over the
years areas of his heart began to stop functioning and Norman became increasingly frail and even
more immobile. He hardly got any sleep
at night and if that wasn’t enough, he lost his voice early last year, never to
return. He could communicate but in a
whisper which took a tremendous effort, and he used a
hockey umpire’s whistle to attract attention, or to control the art class which
Jean holds every week.
But Norman fought on for he
had a strong will to live. There was a
very happy family gathering at Christmas with Norman communicating with Ben his grandson of
15 months with the aid of the whistle, and then 2 days after Boxing Day his
great heart gave out.
Norman Clayden was born a Diehard, he lived a Diehard and he died
a Diehard.
Chris
Lawrence
Norman Clayden
I joined
the AB-WS in 1969 when the Hon Sec was Tigger Worrin, who immediately preceded Norman. The Society was a fairly amateurish
organisation then with our Journal reporting the frequent occurrence of Lesser
Yellowlegs on a sewage farm near Rheindahlen. (I
think they must have been Reeves) It did
run some good trips though and I remember going to the Dümmer
See, where we saw 5 species of Acrocephalus Warbler.
Norman Took
over and immediately there was an energy in the
Society. He organised the World Bird Count in the first week of January. It
hadn’t much scientific value, but it got members to participate and
communicate. He used the Bulletins answer letters, a remarkably efficient way
of letting everyone know what was going on and he was always badgering people
to run birding weekends. Many were badly attended then as well! Once he was the
MoD Conservation Officer, the AB-WS was immediately integrated into the
Conservation Groups and the MoD Bird Count began.
There were
very few occasions when Norman
was short of an idea and most were very good, though life got difficult if they
were not, as it was not easy to stop him. On one stormy occasion at an AGM he
wanted to introduce a matching AOS headscarf for the ladies. Basic market
research showed that by comparison the tie would be a best seller. Norman’s retort was that
it was high time we got a grip of our wives.
Hilary Nash