Palace Barracks Memorial Garden

The Falkland Islands

It is appropriate that one of the few Falkland Islands flags flown permanently outside the island, should fly over this Memorial.
         
Those who participated and lost their lives in the Liberation of our Islands in 1982 will always be remembered with gratitude and the many memorials around the island are important focal points for us. One of the most moving ceremonies during the visit of HRH the Prince of Wales, in March this year, was when he laid a wreath at the Parachute Memorial at Goose Green. The Memorial here in Northern Ireland is a fitting tribute to all members of the Parachute Regiment who have died in the service of their Country.

Ms Sukey Cameron
Representative
Falkland Islands Government

I know you are there
When I feel a breeze, I know you are there.
A shining star in the dark night sky, I know you are there.
The midday sun blinds my eyes; I know you are there.
The freezing snow bites my toes; I know you are there.
I see the blooms of spring; I know you are there.

The glorious colours of summer remind me, you are there.
The autumn leaves have fallen; I know you are there.
My only wish is that you where here, and not over there.


In remembrance of the 23 Men and Boys of the 3rd Battalion, The Parachute Regiment.
They paid the ultimate price for the freedom of others.
11th - 13th June 1982
Mount Longdon.

Thanks to STEVEN NICHOLSON

SGT. I J MCKAY. VC

CPL. K J MCCARTHY

Ginge McCarthy and little (Westy) Philip West ... Ginge is 3rd on the left tall bloke with moustache and the little bloke in front of him is Westy they died together on Mount Longdon. Milan section took direct hit Peter Hedicker also died with them but is not on photo, the photo is of Major Dennison giving the brief to go on Longdon.

Left ... Keith (Ginge) McCarthy
3 Para Killed Mount Longdon 1982

CPL. S HOPE

The photo opposite 

The picture shows the initial resting place of Corporal Stevie Hope (3 Para) KIA Mount Longdon and Corporal Laurence Watts (42 Commando, Royal Marines) KIA Mount Harriet. Both these brave servicemen died June 11th 1982 and their bodies flown to Ajax Bay, San Carlos where they were interred temporarily together.

Photo from his friend and comrade

JIMMYTX3@aol.com

Above shows the temporary graveyard and field hospital at Ajax Bay, San Carlos

Many thanks to Ken Griffiths
Able Seaman (Radar)
HMS Cardiff 1982. ... If anyone would like to contact Ken, he would love to hear from you email ... Click here

CPL. S. P. F.  MCLAUGHLIN

L/CPL. P HIGGS

L/CPL. J MURDOCK

Doc Murdock

L/CPL. C K LOVETT. MID

L/CPL. DAVE SCOTT

PTE. GERALD BULL

From Jason's Mum and Dad
From a very young age Jason was very Independent, he was also a great sportsman and loved    fishing he was also an avid supporter of his beloved Chelsea, Jason will be missed for ever.
Love Mum and Dad

From Jason's Brother,
Remembering you Jason with love, respect and pride, MY Brother, My Friend, My Hero.
Love Jarvis

Please click here for a personal letter form Jason's Company Commander and another 
from Ronald Duffy... "Duffy" was with Jason on Mount Longdon... "How he Died"
Please remember that Jason was 17 years old when he went into battle...

Before the Army Jason was a pupil at "Sir George Monoux College"

REMEMBRANCE
Each year on the 11 November at 11.00am a ceremony is held in the Memorial Quadrangle at Monoux in memory of fellow Monovians who gave their lives in the 1914-1918 war, the 1939-1945 war, and the Falklands War. All Monovians, whether members or not are invited to join with us on this occasion. In 2002 our ceremony was led by Father Ron Robinson (59-63) and the Last Post and Reville were sounded by a music student at Monoux.

PTE. JASON BURT

PTE. J CROW

11 JUN 1982

PTE. M. DODSWORTH

12 JUN 1982

PTE. A GREENWOOD

PTE. N GROSE

For much of his early life Neil lived in the West Country and then in Gosport, Hants. He even had the lilt in his accent to say so. However I know from some research that he was actually born on the 11 June 1964 in the village of Stanbridge and resided there until some time in 1966 when his family moved west.

I joined the Junior Parachute Company (JPC) on the same day as Neil on 09:09.80 and was billeted in the same section and room as he. Over the next twenty months, initially in the Depot and then with B company 3 Para, we and other young soldiers forged an indelible brotherhood. From the very first day in JPC it was obvious that Neil was different from the majority of us trainee paratroopers. He was calm and measured in all that he did. He was not in the least aggressive, preferring a more cerebral approach to his soldiering. His talent for soldiering and leadership was recognised by the training staff and Neil was soon to be made up to a junior NCO. In-fact he was on the shortlist of two to become the junior company sergeant major, unfortunately missing out on the post by the narrowest of margins.

At the beginning of 1982 a group of us were posted to B coy 3 Para to start our adult soldiering careers. Neil continued to exude those rich, rare qualities that made all that knew him respect and love him immensely. 

In April of that year we sailed on the SS Canberra to the Falklands. As seventeen year olds we were embarking on the greatest adventure of our lives and Neil tackled this period of great excitement with an attitude well in advance of his tender age. He participated in 3 Para's celebrated advance across the islands with good humour, motivating and inspiring many of his friends just through his presence.

I last saw Neil on the evening of the 10th June when we were briefed by the company commander about the pending attack on Longdon. Many of us youngsters got together to discuss the work ahead. It was an emotional time that was driven by the realisation that the company would be losing men to the ravages of war in the coming hours. I spoke to Neil and others that had been together since September 1980 and the prevailing mood was sombre yet positive.

On his eighteenth birthday Neil advanced to contact with the company, attacking positions with 4 Platoon to the northern side of the ridge. At some time after midnight on the 12th June Neil was shot in the chest and died some three hours later as his friends struggled to save his life. I heard of his death by a mutual friend in the Regimental aid post at some point during the next morning. Two other friends from our time in Juniors died that night, and the loss still bites. The battalion lost twenty three dead on Longdon, many from B company who led he initial assault.

Without exaggeration Neil was an exceptional soldier and human being. In the time I knew him I never heard a detrimental comment aimed at him. He had a large circle of friends who trusted his actions and decisions implicitly. His cool head and caring nature are recognised as only two of his great characteristics. Additionally his humour in abundance often lightened the tiring, painful workload we all shared. Having spoken recently to other veterans I can qualify that this is not my isolated opinion, more a widely held understanding amongst all that knew him that Neil Grose was a true hero throughout his short life. Stanbridge, his place of birth, can be truly proud to have a son such as he.

JB, B coy, 3 Para ... Want to read more ... The Falklands Conflict - or some personal Memoirs Click Here

PTE. P HEDICKER

Peter was born on May 25th 1960, in the Louise Margaret Hospital, Aldershot. 
He was the second son of Rita and the late Bill Hedicker; his father was a career soldier who spent 27 years in the Royal Army Service Corps, later the Royal Corps of Transport. As an "Army brat" Peter went to eight schools, finishing up at the Heron Wood school in Aldershot. During his school years he was a keen Cub and Scout. On leaving, he did a number of different jobs in and around Aldershot, including time as a barman in the Royal Exchange public house, where he met and made friends with a number of young soldiers from the Parachute Regiment. This prompted his decision to join up in September 1980, the same month in which his father hung up his own beret on retirement. Peter's pre-induction haircut was a major sponsorship event, supported by the regulars and staff of the Royal Exchange!

On completion of his training, which was completed without incident or injury, Private Peter Hedicker was posted to 3 PARA, then in Aldershot, but which was subsequently moved to Tidworth. He chose to specialise in Infantry Support Weapons, and became an expert member of a Milan ATGM (Anti-Tank Guided Missile) fire team.

In this role he deployed to the South Atlantic in "SS CANBERRA", landing on the Falkland Islands with 3 PARA on Friday May 21st 1982 as part of the amphibious assault conducted by 3rd Commando Brigade. 
Peter then took part in the epic "tab" from Port San Carlos to Estancia House, and subsequently across the Murrell River to the start line for the battle of Mount Longdon. During that long, hard fight on the night of June 12th Peter was killed, along with Corporal Keith "Ginge" McCarthy and Private Phil West of his Milan team, by a direct hit from an Argentine 106mm recoiless weapon. Peter was temporarily interred with his 3 PARA colleagues at Teal Inlet, then repatriated by sea to Southampton in November. After a funeral with full military honours, 
his body now lies in the Aldershot Military Cemetery, next to that of Sergeant Ian McKay VC. 
His name is also recorded on the nearby granite memorial to the members of the Parachute Regiment and Airborne Forces who gave their lives in the cause of Freedom. 

Peter is survived by his mother, Rita, and by his brother Stephen and sister, Nicola. In his name, 
they are all Special Members of SAMA82 and Palace Barracks Memorial Garden.

The grave along side him is his Mother who died three years later

PTE. T JENKINS

12 JUN 1982

PTE. C E JONES

PTE. S LAING

Stewart Laing

I first met Stewart or Geordie to his friends in 1979 in the Parachute Regiment Depot, he joined 459 platoon after having an injury with a previous platoon, I was not keen on him at first as he was a very boisterous person all ways very loud, but as I got to know Stewart, you found a good friend who would do anything for you, give you the shirt off his back if he had to.

At the end of our time in depot we were posted to 3 para, Stewart went to A company and I went to B company, again Stewart was very popular in A company and stayed there till 1981.

After the battalion came back from Northern Ireland, he and I both applied to do an anti tank cadre and joined Support Company, were Geordie made lots of close friends like Pat Harley, Kev Connery, Johno, Mushrooms, Terry Martin, Charlie Hardwick, and many more, too many to mention,
We went to Canada and had a ball! life in the battalion was great, life was good, to good to last.

Then came April 1982, off we sailed on the SS Canberra and we as a platoon and we drank our fill.
When we landed, Support Company was split up, divided between the different Company's in the battalion "A, B and C.

Stewart died on Mount Longdon doing what he always did, "helping a friend" 
He will always be remembered by those us who knew him, not a day goes by that we don't think of him, and the other members of the anti tanks who died that night and the rest of the battalion, 

Whenever I think of him its always with a big smile on his face, he was a great loss.

Good night and God bless Stewart

Jimmy O`Connell. 
To contact Jimmy please click here

PTE. I SCRIVENS

CFN. A SHAW, (REME)

From a REME Armourer attached to 3rd Bn Parachute Regiment

My name is Michael Hall. I was attached to 3rd Bn Parachute regiment during the Falklands conflict of 1982. My rank was Craftsman and I was a REME armourer. I spent most of the conflict with 3 Para's quartermasters department and was usually to the rear of the rifle companies, humping rations around etc.

Towards the end of the conflict me and my friend, fellow armourer, Alec Shaw were flown by helicopter from teal inlet to Estancia house. As we arrived there the main body of 3 Para moved out, I cannot remember if it was that night or the next but 3 Para attacked mount Longdon which I guess was ten or twenty miles away. It was a night attack with no artillery support. From Estancia house we could see the sky lit up all that distance away as the battle raged. A continuous stream of helicopters arrived and we loaded them up with ammunition and primed grenades which they ferried back to the battle. In the HQ, which was a big shed, you could here the clerk, who was in radio contact with our troops on Longdon, repeating the names of soldiers who were being killed or wounded as the battle went on.

By morning it was over. I had missed my chance of fulfilling my childish desire to be in a battle and perhaps be a hero. Around lunchtime the QM Tech (I think), confirmed that I was the armourer and asked me if I had mortar spares. I told him that I did and he informed me that a mortar bipod had broken on Longdon and that a helicopter would be picking me up in thirty minutes to take me there and fix it. I was elated! Me going up to 'the front'! I asked Alex if he wanted to come with me and he said yes. Alex had received his first ever fathers day card that morning from his son. we jumped on the helicopter with some signals people and took of. Our flight to Longdon was low to the ground and fast. We stopped about a mile or so short of Longdon at 3 Para's Rebro station which was in a small rocky outcrop. I think a couple of spotting rounds landed close to the helicopter and the loadmaster was extremely nervous and wanted to get away as quickly as possible. Me Alec and a Colour Sergeant, who I think may have been from the anti-tank platoon, dragged our stores off which included Sigs, batteries, cigarettes for the boys, and weapon spares, and took cover in the rocks, I was loving it! Alec was scared, he was older then me and in hindsight I think that he had a clearer understanding of the danger that we were in.

A couple of BV's picked us up and took us to Mount Longdon. One of the first people that I saw was Cpl Ross Noble. Coming down to the Falklands he had been very Gung Ho and had been really looking forward to some action. He now looked totally different, tired maybe dazed. He began reeling off names of who, from the MT platoon, had been killed or wounded the previous night. 'Fester' Greenwood had been shot in the head and killed, and I can't remember the other names. Suddenly there was hassle, apparently Argentine Chinooks had been seen taking off from Stanley, a counter attack on Longdon was suspected. We were hurriedly given sixty-six millimetre anti tank weapons and lined up facing the flat ground. We were briefed to wait until the Chinooks were about fifty feet off the ground and then let rip. They never came and we were stood down about half an hour later.

Ross invited Alec and I up the mount a bit to a crevice in the rocks where the REME lads were making a brew. I went into the crevice with Ross, L/Cpl Geof Hamilton and L/Cpl Simon Melton was there as well. Alec went into another crevice beside ours about twenty feet away to have a cup of tea with Cfn Steve Lint. I was standing up whilst Geof made the tea, he looked up at me and advised me to get down as there was a lot of shells coming in, I loved it!! Then about three shells came in at once (I watched one land about fifty feet away, but wasn't hit), I shit myself. I forced myself into this tiny crack in the rocks and froze. Then people started screaming, I recall somebody who was terrified shouting out time and time again "I've been hit, I've been hit". My illusions about war were instantly dashed, it was no adventure, I was terrified. Geof Hamilton verbally dragged us out of our cracks saying something like "come on, somebody's been hit".

We went into the next crevice and there was Alec just sitting there unconscious, he had blood spattered on his face and Steve Lint was applying a shell dressing to his leg. I saw the wound which was in his thigh, and it did not look that bad. We called for a stretcher and then ran down the hill with Alex on the stretcher. I was totally shitting myself with fear. I was just waiting for the next salvo to come in. I have thought about this often and wondered how I could possibly explain my feelings to somebody who has not been in a similar position. Well I would ask those people to imagine themselves standing by the side of a moderately busy motorway, blindfolded and with their hearing blocked up. Then I would ask them to imagine how it would feel walking across the motorway knowing that any second you are going to die a horrible death. Well that's how I felt.

We carried Alec down (fast) and I left him with the medics. I was told that I was now with the stretcher-bearers. That night, very close by, 2 Para attacked Wireless Ridge, it was very, very loud. Nobody was injured that night from 3 Para even though it sounded like a lot of shells were coming in, but on reflection, they were probably getting lobbed at 2 Para. I spent the night extremely frightened and praying to God (who I never pray to) asking him to not let me die. When I wanted a piss I pissed lying down in my water bottle, I was very scared of shrapnel.

Morning came and I was starting to get used to shells, the longer the whine, the further away they were going to land. I was having a shit in some rocks when I met a cook who said that it was a shame about Alec. I thought his wound hadn't looked that serious so assumed that he had been choppered out to the hospital ship Uganda. Therefore, I said that at least Alec was lucky because he would be on a hospital ship out of this crap. Then he told me that Alec had died the previous night.

We packed our kit and started walking towards Stanley, a cease-fire was declared on the way and everybody put their maroon berets on. I spent a further four years with the Parachute Regiment of which three years were served with 2 Para. I passed 'P' company the selection for airborne forces and earned my parachute wings. I am now at university and complete my history degree in June.

I would be happy to discuss the Falklands with anybody; my e-mail address is michaeljameshall@hotmail.com 

PTE. P A WEST

Ginge McCarthy and little (Westy) Philip West ... Ginge is 3rd on the left tall bloke with moustache and the little bloke in front of him is Westy they died together on Mount Longdon. Milan section took direct hit Peter Hedicker also died with them but is not on photo, the photo is of Major Dennison giving the brief to go on Longdon.

PTE. RICHARD
JOHN de MANSFIELD ABSOLON MM

13 JUNE 1982

The church is the oldest stone church in New Zealand and houses the standards and military memorabilia of the early British Garrison that was next to the church in the 1800's. 
It's our pleasure to include on this website Richard's memorial it is in the grounds of St Mary's Anglican Cathedral, Red Coat Lane, New Plymouth, New Zealand.

9 Parachute Squadron Royal Engineers

CPL. S WILSON. RE

11 JUN 1982

Cpl S Wilson was Killed while attached to the 3rd Bn Parachute Regiment during the
Battle of Mount Longdon. Cpl Wilson's Wife's sister, also lost her husband Cpl McCarthy
of 3 Para in the same Battle on the same day.

CPL. A G MCILVENNY. RE

8 JUN 1982

Wayne was the first son of David and Jocelyn Tarbard. Born on 6th January 1963 in Burton on Trent, the second child of five children - Sharon, Karl, Maxine and Kirsty. Wayne attended primary school in Hilton, followed by a secondary education at Hatton School.
Here he began to develop a yearning for a career in the Armed Forces. He was a keen sportsman, playing for a local football team
with aspirations of playing for Liverpool, his favourite club, and he was also a member of the Marston Church choir (though not renowned
for his singing voice!). Wayne was always interested in people around him and the part time pocket money jobs he undertook reflected his interest in the village and the surrounding community - a Butchers lad for the local butcher, paper rounds and a variety of jobs at the Hilcrete Company. However his long-term career path was to join the Army and work towards a trade. To this end he enlisted at
The Royal Engineers Apprentice College in Chepstow at 16 and a half years of age.

After completing his training he qualified as an Engineer and was posted to Maidstone in Kent to 36 Royal Engineers Regiment.
He made many friends most of whom came home every weekend and made use of the hospitality offered by his family and friends.
Fried egg sandwiches were definitely the order of the day!

In April 1982 Wayne received the news that 36 Engineer Regiment were to be deployed on Operation Corporate (The Falkland Islands) -
the squadron became part of 4 Troop 9 Para Squadron. With his colleagues he sailed on the QE2 to the South Atlantic, destination
South Georgia. The Squadron was then transferred to a smaller vessel to reach San Carlos Bay. On the 7th June 1982 Wayne's Squadron was aboard HMS Fearless alongside the Welsh Guards in order to undertake a frontal assault on Port Stanley. This mission was aborted
due to bad weather conditions. The men were dropped off on land and picked up by the Sir Galahad. On the 8th June 1982 the
Sir Galahad was lying off Fitzroy Bay when it was bombed by Argentine aircraft. Wayne was listed as missing in action.
The Sir Galahad was later scuttled as a war grave in Falklands Water.

 Wayne's South Atlantic Medal can be seen in the Royal Engineers Museum in Chatham, Kent.

In his remembrance his family have funded a Rose Bowl which is presented annually to the top Sapper on the Cadre course
at 36 Engineer Regiment, Maidstone, Kent.
A member of Wayne's family has under taken this presentation since it's inauguration in 1983.

SPR. W D TARBARD. RE

Cpl McIllvenny and Sapper R Tarbard where killed when the RFA Sir Gallahad was bombed at Fitzroy on the 8th June 1982. Along with many men of the Welsh Guards. On the 25th June1982 the Royal Fleet Auxiliary Sir Gallahad was towed out to sea and scuttled as a War Grave.

L/CPL. J B PASHLEY. RE

13 JUN 1982

L/Cpl J B Pashley, he was attached to the 2nd Bn Scots Guards and was killed during
the attack on Tumbledown Mountain.

22 Special Air Service

Why not visit our cemetery which is a living tribute to the memory of those members who gave their lives in the finest of traditions.

MAY THEIR SACRIFICES 
NEVER BE FORGOTTEN

Please click here

WO2. L GALLAGHER. BEM

Killed in Sea King Crash.

SGT. S. A. I. DAVIDSON
Killed in Sea King Crash.

Cpl. W C HATTON. QGM
Killed in Sea King Crash.

CPL R E ARMSTRONG
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

SGT J L ARTHY
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

WO M ATKINSON
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

CPL W J BEGLEY
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

SGT P A BUNKER
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

SGT P P CURRASS QGM
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

SGT W J HUGHES
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

SGT P JONES
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

CPL J NEWTON
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

S/SGT P O'CONNOR
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

CPL E T WALPOLE
Killed in Sea King Crash.

21 MAY 1982

Observation party attacked by Argentine troops in the only action to
take place on West Falkland.

CAPT G J HAMILTON. MC.

10th JUNE 1982

264 (SAS) Signals Squadron

LCPL. P LIGHTFOOT.
Killed in Sea King Crash.

19 MAY 1982

Cpl Robert A Burns (Aged 22 ). 
264 SAS Signal Squadron Attached G Squadron Killed in Sea King Crash.

19 May 1982

Cpl Michael V. McHugh (Aged 22). 
264 SAS Signal Squadron Attached G Squadron, Killed in Sea King Crash.

19 May 1982

Cpl Stephen J. G. Sykes (Aged 25). 
264 SAS Signal Squadron Attached G Squadron, Killed in Sea King Crash .

19 May 1982

216 Parachute Squadron 
Royal Signals 

<------- Left ...  MAJOR  M. L.  FORGE

MAJOR  M. L.  FORGE

5 JUN 1982

S/SGT J. J. BAKER

5 JUN 1982

S/SGT. C A GRIFFIN 

Christopher Griffin was born on 10th October 1949 in Colchester, Essex. He was the only son of Olive
and Reg Griffin, and had a younger sister named Tina. Chris was brought up as an 'Army brat'; his father served during the war in the Essex Regiment, then the Suffolk Regiment and finally the Royal Anglian Regiment as the family moved around the world. The young Griffin was educated at a number of Army schools, starting in Wuppertal (Germany), then Cyprus and Berlin, a boarding school in Colchester,
followed by Felixstowe, Aden and a grammar school in Great Yarmouth. From the last he joined the
Army in 1967, aged 18.
Initially, his military service was with the Royal Army Veterinary Corps, looking after guard dogs,
then with the Royal Corps of Transport as a driver. From here he volunteered for helicopter pilot training, was accepted and began the course in 1975. In 1976 he qualified, and specialised in the Gazelle.

On 25th March 1972, at Holy Trinity church in Caister on Sea, Norfolk, he married Christine Jones.
Seven years later they had a son, Paul, who was born on the 14th September 1979.

Chris had two great loves in his life, apart from his family. His first affection lay with Jensen cars.
At various times he owned three, and belonged to the Jensen Owners Club, with many friends both in England and America who shared his passion for the marque. Just behind in the affection stakes were
his Labrador dogs, of which he also had three. Two of these were named after Jensen cars - 'Sceptre'
(for the Interceptor) and 'Seevee' for the CV8 model. Chris's skills as a pilot were widely respected,
and he acted as advisor to the director of the action film 'Who Dares Wins', with its dramatic flying sequences involving Scout helicopters. He did not survive to attend the premiere of this film, because in April 1982 he deployed to the Falkland Islands with 656 Squadron of the Army Air Corps.

On the night of 5th June 1982 he flew forward from 5 Infantry Brigade lines to position some electronic equipment on high ground. During the return journey, his aircraft was shot down by a missile and he was killed instantly along with his observer and 2 passengers. Staff Sergeant Griffin's body was recovered to Ajax Bay and temporarily interred there, and then laid to final rest in the San Carlos cemetery.

Chris's widow has remarried and now lives and works in East Anglia. Paul underwent cardiac surgery at Great Ormond Street Children's Hospital on the day that his father died; he is now fit and well and works
in the entertainment industry.

L/CPL. S J COCKTON 

Royal Marines
40 Cdo - 42 Cdo - 45 Cdo

MARINE STEPHEN McANDREWS

27 MAY 1982

Killed in Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine Aircraft were destroyed.

CPL JEREMY SMITH

11 JUNE 1982

Killed in Action when 42 Commando R.M. Attacked Mount Harriet. 
Cpl L G Watts was also killed in this action.

CPL LAURENCE WATTS

12 JUNE 1982

Killed in Action when 42 Commando R M attacked Mount Harriet.
Cpl J Smith was also killed in this action.

The photo opposite 

The picture shows the initial resting place of Corporal Stevie Hope (3 Para) KIA Mount Longdon and Corporal Laurence Watts (42 Commando, Royal Marines) KIA Mount Harriet. Both these brave servicemen died June 11th 1982 and their bodies flown to Ajax Bay, San Carlos where they were interred temporarily together.

Above shows the temporary graveyard and field hospital at Ajax Bay, San Carlos

Many thanks to Ken Griffiths
Able Seaman (Radar)
HMS Cardiff 1982. ... If anyone would like to contact Ken, he would love to hear from you email ... Click here

SGT ROGER ENEFER

27 MAY 1982

L/CPL PETER McKAY

27 MAY 1982

Killed In Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine aircraft were destroyed

MARINE DAVID WILSON

27 MAY 1982

Killed In Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine aircraft were destroyed.

CPL KENNETH EVANS

27 MAY 1982

Killed In Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine aircraft were destroyed.

MARINE PAUL CALLAN

27 MAY 1982

Killed In Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine aircraft were destroyed.

SGT ROBERT LEEMING

11 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked "Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

CPL ANDREW UREN 

11 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

CPL PETER FITTON

11 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

St Paulinus Church in Crayford, Kent. Where there is a stained glass window in memory of Marine Keith Phillips

MARINE KEITH PHILLIPS

11 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

MARINE GORDON MACPHERSON

12 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

CPL. IAN SPENCER

12 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

MARINE MICHAEL NOWAK

12 JUNE 1982

Killed in action when 45 Commando R M attacked " Two Sisters" along with seven of his comrades.

ROYAL ENGINEERS
SPR. C A JONES

11 JUNE 1982

3 Commando Brigade Air Squadron

LT. KEN. D. FRANCIS R.M.

21 MAY 1982 

While flying in support of the landing at Port-San-Carlos, he and his crewman, L/Cpl Brett Giffen, Royal Marines, were shot down by heavy machine gun fire, both were killed instantly. 
Their bodies were recovered to the Liner SS Canberra. The ship was then ordered to leave the Falkland islands and head for South Georgia. On the journey to South Georgia both Lieutenant Francis and L/Cpl Giffen’s bodies were committed to the sea in a special service attended by many on board the Liner. On the 28th October 1982 five months after his death Lt Francis son Thomas was born.

L/CPL BRETT GIFFEN R.M.

21 MAY 1982

While flying in support of the landing at Port-San-Carlos, he and his Pilot, Lt Francis, were shot down by heavy machine gun fire, both were killed instantly. Their bodies were recovered to the Liner SS Canberra. The ship was then ordered to leave the Falkland islands and head for South Georgia.
On the journey to South Georgia both L/Cpl Giffen and Lieutenant Francis bodies were committed to the sea in a special service attended by many on board the Liner.

SGT ANDREW EVANS. R M 

21 MAY 1982

Shot down in his gazelle helicopter near Port-San–Carlos by small arms fire.

LIEUTENANT 
RICHARD J NUNN. DFC, R M

28 MAY 1982

He was flying his scout helicopter in support of 2 Para’s Action at Goose Green, enemy aircraft were known to be in the area, and despite the risk he and his crewman flew for most of the day.
When a call came in to evacuate casualties from the battle area he did not hesitate to go in. Sadly he was jumped by a powerful Argentine Pucara ground attack aircraft and shot down and killed, his wounded crewman survived. for his Bravery he was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross Posthumously.

MONDAY, 11th OCTOBER 1982
MINISTRY OF DEFENCE
HONOURS AND AWARDS
NAVY DEPARTMENT 

The QUEEN has been graciously pleased to approve the Posthumous award of the Distinguished Flying Cross to the undermentioned in recognition of gallant and distinguished service during the operations in the South Atlantic:

Distinguished Flying Cross

Lieutenant Richard James NUNN, Royal Marines

On Friday 28th May 1982 the 2nd Battalion The Parachute Regiment was engaged in fierce fighting to take enemy positions in the area of Port Darwin. From dawn, Lieutenant Nunn, a Scout helicopter pilot, had supported the Battalion flying vital ammunition forward to the front line and had evacuated casualties heedless of enemy ground fire. 

After flying continuously for three and a half hours, it was learnt that the Commanding Officer and others in Battalion Tactical Headquarters forward had been severely wounded. Lieutenant Nunn was tasked to evacuate these casualties collecting the Battalion Second in Command en route. However, five minutes after take off, suddenly and without prior warning, two Pucara aircraft appeared from the South and attacked the Scout with rockets and cannon fire. By great skill Lieutenant Nunn evaded the first attack but on the second his aircraft was hit and destroyed. Lieutenant Nunn was killed instantly and his aircrewman Sergeant Belcher was grieviously wounded. 
Lieutenant Nunn displayed exceptional courage, flying skill and complete devotion to duty in the face of the enemy. His achievements that day, supporting the Battalion, were exceptional and were instrumental in the eventual victory.

Commando Logistic Regiment

MARINE COLIN DAVISON

27 MAY 1982

Killed in Action with seven of his comrades, when the shore facilities in San Carlos bridgehead were attacked for the first time. by the Argentine Air Force. Two Argentine Aircraft were destroyed.

ROYAL ENGINEERS

27 MAY 1982

Spr P K Gandhi
As above together with members of Royal Marine Commando

845 Squadron Fleet Air Arm 

DON PRYCE Leading Air Engineering Mechanic (Electrical) 1

23 MAY 1982

Don was born on January 13th 1956 at Oddstock hospital in Salisbury. His twin sister Terry shared his birthday, they were both
christened in Salisbury Cathedral. 

Don was educated at various schools depending on his Dad's posting in the Fleet Air Arm, at sixteen he left Bridgemary community
school in Gosport to follow his Dad's footsteps in a Fleet Air Arm career. 

As a keen scout and athlete with many other hobbies including art, music, ornithology, philately and chess, Don's life was always busy.
His particular love was football both as an active participant and Portsmouth supporter. Many happy Saturdays were spent at
Fratton Park with his Dad cheering on 'Pompey'. When at home he would always enjoy his Mother's Sunday roast.

Don loved to have a pint with his many friends. Everyone loved his warm, sunny personality and incredibly funny sense of humour.
His generosity caused him to always return from overseas postings with many gifts for friends and family. 

On May 23rd 1982 during the Falklands War Don was transferred with his flight onto the Atlantic Conveyer, two days later the ship
was hit by an Exocet missile and Don's young life was stolen from him along with the lives of eleven others. 

Don's body was recovered from the sea and taken aboard H.M.S. Alacrity where attempts to resuscitate him failed.
He was buried at sea on May 26th. 

Without a final resting place to visit, Don lives on in the hearts of his Mum, Dad and three sisters - Terry, Debbie and Jackie. 
Always loved. Never to be forgotten.

846 Naval Air Squadron

CPL MICHAEL LOVE DSM, R M