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Archive for November, 2010

There is a currently a rebirth taking place in Zimbabwe, especially when it comes to cricket. The recently completed Stanbic Twenty20 series was a huge success where some ageing and some top current cricketers from all around the globe combined with the locals to put on a cricket tournament of significant quality.

The explosive final between Mashonaland Eagles and MidWest Rhinos went down to the last ball and attracted a record crowd of about 10 000 fans at Harare Sports Club on Sunday.

The Eagles staggered home to a one-run victory that gave them the trophy and a defining triumph in a quality field.

The Stanbic Twenty20 series staged a coup by luring West Indies legend Brian Lara to come out of retirement and play one more time and there were also a number of other quality players, coming from all around the globe. These included Lou Vincent, the former New Zealand opener; Chris Harris also from New Zealand, the ultimate dibbly-dobbly bowler and bits and pieces player; Nick Compton, grandson of the legendary Denis; Ryan ten Doeschate, the highly rated Dutch all-rounder, born in Port Elizabeth but playing for Essex; Andrew Hall, the one-time Protea; Riki Wessels, son of Kepler, playing for Northamptonshire and rated as a future England wicketkeeper; Paul Horton, an Australian-born Lancashire opening batsman, and Lance “Zulu” Klusener another South African.

All the Stanbic Twenty20 games were also shown live on SuperSport for the African audience and were also screened in Asia where cricket has its biggest market.

After the final, Zimbabwe Cricket chief executive Ozias Bvute said that “Twenty20 is a global phenomenon and we used it to attract a new cricket audience in Zimbabwe and we believe that once we have that audience, it will then be easier to transfer their allegiance to other forms of cricket in this country, including the 50-overs game.

“We will need to do a lot more work to convince people about the relevance of the longer version of cricket but that’s a challenge that we are ready for.”

Bvute said the sight of a full-house at Harare Sports Club on Sunday was a vindication of their efforts to try and take the game to the people.

He also went on to say that “It has always been our wish for cricket to grow out of being just a minority sport into a genuine national sport and I think the support that the public has shown is indicative that we are well on our way to achieve that.”

In related news, Zimbabwe have also named their squad for the tour to Bangladesh, where they will go into the series looking for their first ODI victory since they beat Ireland in September, but will face a Bangladesh side buoyant after their recent 4-0 drubbing of New Zealand.

Elton Chigumbura (capt), Tatenda Taibu (wk), Brendan Taylor, Hamilton Masakadza, Shingi Masakadza, Regis Chakabva, Chamu Chibhabha, Raymond Price, Ryan Butterworth, Craig Ervine, Prosper Utseya, Keith Dabengwa, Chris Mpofu, Keegan Meth

Zimbabwe Cricket Books

Where to Buy Blood, Sweat and Treason

Blood, Sweat & Treason by Henry OlongaCurrently available in Hardcover it is available online through Amazon, in the UK and US

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Zimbabwe Cricket Books

Amazon, have a bunch of Zim related cricket books, including "Blood, Sweat And Treason" by Henry Olonga, “A History of the Rhodesia and Zimbabwe National Sides” by Jonty Winch who traces the history of cricket in this country (Zimbabwe) from the first recorded game played in 1890, through two World Wars and a guerilla war, to the comparative peace of post-independence and eventual world recognition in the 1980s when Zimbabwe was able to send a side to England to take part in the I.C.C. Trophy competition which it won.

There is also the Autobiography of another great Zimbabwean cricket coach Duncan Fletcher “Behind the Shades”

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At the moment Amazon UK don’t have as wide selection as the US site, but I have ordered books from the US and had them delivered to the UK with no problems.

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This article is the first in an anthology of stories (Tales from the Bundu) written by Brian Parnaby and two former colleagues and members of the British South Africa Police, about their memories from their respective Police days:

The story below was contributed by Hamish Harvey, ex member of the British South Africa Police of Southern Rhodesia (Force No. 4617.)

Hamish Harvey was born and educated in Scotland and attested in the Force in 1950, serving until 1970 and rising to the rank of Superintendent. Between 1970 and 1982 he served as a volunteer Reservist in the Police Air Wing, retiring as Deputy Unit Commander and Flight Commander of the Salops Flight.

A member of the District Branch of the Force during his regular service, he rose through the ranks from Constable to Inspector and was Member in Charge of five District Stations in the Umtali, Salisbury and Victoria Districts of what was then Rhodesia, before being commissioned in 1967. He served as Staff Officer (Liaison and Recruiting) to the Commissioner at Police Headquarters prior to his retirement in 1970.

Although the Force was proudly responsible for Law and Order throughout the country from the time of Colonial self-government in 1922, and also during the Ian Smith era of political ‘independence’, it remained completely apolitical and loyal to Britain and her Majesty the Queen Mother, and was, without doubt, one of the finest Police units in the world until being disbanded at the time of Zimbabwe’s Independence.

The majority of its command elements were drawn from twenty-year contract men recruited in the United Kingdom and trained in Salisbury (Harare). A substantial proportion of these men have retired and still live in Zimbabwe or in neighbouring South Africa.
His by-lines are ‘Overheard in the Bar’ and ‘Before I Forget.’

Overheard in the Bar. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .By 4617

“A Funny Thing happened…”

“Twenty-four Down” was the Night Mail Train from Umtali to Salisbury in those days. I had been in the Force for a little over a year when I finally won a transfer to District Branch, and I was a passenger on Twenty-Four Down when it steamed out of the Umtali Railway Station just after three-o‘-clock on the afternoon of New Year’s Eve, hauled by a huge Beyer-Garrett locomotive.

I had been posted to a little village called Headlands, which stood astride the main Strip Road to Salisbury about the half-way mark, and if the Train was on time, we should arrive somewhere around Midnight.

The last twelve months of my then nineteen-year-old life had been a marvellous, kaleidoscopic experience involving continental travel, a totally different culture, many new faces and places, a helluva lot of discipline, training and new life-skills and, above all, lots of sunshine. As you can imagine, the impact had been hugely beneficial, and I had even learned to enjoy Castle Beer with the best of them.

Headlands was hardly impressive at that time of a very dark night – no platform, just Station offices and sheds, a few empty trucks and a lot of stored agricultural goods and equipment. I was met by a formidable figure in semi-mufti, who introduced himself as “Taff Morgan, Hi!” as he hefted one of my bags, and led the way to a newish green Ford Pilot Pick-up standing in the Station Yard.

As soon as we hit the main Salisbury Road, Taff turned the vehicle towards Macheke and announced: “there’s only us two and the Member-in-Charge, so we’re going to join him and his wife at a party – at a place called Eagles Nest, just along the road a bit.” Hey, it was New Year’s Eve, 1950. Where I came from I’d have been wearing a kilt and sampling Malt Whisky by this time, and I’d already had a couple of hours sleep on the train. This sounded good. . .

And so it proved. The `celebration’ involved a large and diverse contingent of the local farming community at a farm where two brothers `did’ maize and cattle. The Clough brothers lived with their wives in a single building – which was really two houses joined by a connecting hallway – and, from all immediate appearances there was absolutely no need for a master-of-ceremonies. The place was `jumping’.

My impressions of “Taff” improved by the minute. Nothing fazed him, and he was obviously held in high esteem by the locals. Where necessary – and where the individuals concerned were sober enough to realise what was going on around them – I was very civilly introduced. I met my Member-in-Charge, for example, as he lay entwined – a mite too closely, I thought – with some lassie behind a couch. He was good enough to acknowledge my presence, although I had the distinct impression that he was more interested in ensuring that our `meeting’ would not attract any undue attention from his wife, who was apparently sitting close by. A `wild’ Colonial, obviously.

The whole atmosphere was `cordial’ – perhaps even leaning towards `boisterous’ – and conversational noise-levels were high, as you can imagine. However, within half-an-hour or so, I found myself standing next to “Taff” in the bar, which was in the narrow hallway between the two houses. This was, I thought, fairly `safe’ territory, being populated by the serious drinking fraternity, most of whom were still on their feet and maintaining a reasonable semblance of civilised and interesting conversation – but I could have been wrong.

But now we get to the interesting bit. I have said that Morgan had impressed me as a redoubtable individual much respected and not easily fazed. Hey!, he had been in the Air Force during the War, and had obviously seen a thing or two. The important thing in his life was not to allow yourself to be distracted or diverted from the things that really mattered. Like drinking beer. Or being respected as a policeman. Now that, to me, was impressive – perhaps, even, to be emulated. This was fascinating stuff. But, more was to come. . .

Most of the crowd in the `bar’ area were men, and the conversations were of masculine affairs; like growing tobacco, playing rugby and the quality of the beer. Suddenly, I became aware of a female voice and turned to see the wife of one of the brothers who owned the farm, making her way towards us.

Now, up to this point my youthful hormones had been quietly hibernating, relaxed in the generally pleasant atmosphere and spirit of bonhomie which prevailed. Not even the sudden “blip” of meeting with my erstwhile Member-in-Charge otherwise engaged at floor-level had disturbed their equilibrium. Suddenly, however, the sight of our obviously “well-stacked” hostess naked to the waist and weaving towards our small group challenged my otherwise well-mannered sensibilities to the utmost. As it happened, I had been warned that this lady was apparently well-endowed with a capacity to shock – and obviously much else besides – but her sudden appearance, deshabille, had me staring open-mouthed. On the closer inspection made possible by her almost immediate proximity she was, clearly, suffering from incipient inebriation, but otherwise in superb form I thought. . . However, any further mental speculation I might have entertained was interrupted as she proffered a very shapely left mammary towards Taffy and said, quite clearly and with obvious provocation: “Have a drink, Taff! ”. Now what? For crying out loud!

Morgan didn’t even turn the proverbial hair; looking past her at the wall clock, he barely interrupted what he had been saying, glanced at his watch, and said loudly:
“No thanks, Pat, I never touch the stuff.”

No that was what I call cool !

Like I said, the in-service training we acquired in the BSA Police was absolutely second-to-none. That little episode has stood me in good stead, I can tell you . . .‘

Tales From The Bundu

Photo Credit
The Main image of the train was taken from the cover of the excellent book called Thundering Smoke: A Comprehensive Review of the Locomotives of Rhodesia Railways and National Railways of Zimbabwe

It can be found on Amazon in the UK and USA:

Thundering Smoke on Amazon.co.uk

Thundering Smoke on Amazon.com

Index

Acknowledgements
The stories in this anthology have been published with permission by Brian Parnaby. They have been supplied by ex members of the now defunct British South Africa Police of Southern Rhodesia and below are a few of his words:

I am indebted to the following comrades for their contributions, to which I have added some of my own experiences whilst serving in both the Town and District (Rural) branches of the Force.

Hamish Harvey
Tim Potter

Thanks are also due to:

Richard Seward of Harare, Zimbabwe. I am indebted to Richard for granting permission for me to reproduce extracts from the memoirs of his late Father, Colonel H.G. Seward. Col. Seward enlisted in the B.S.A. Police shortly after the Great War of 1914-1918 and thus had experiences of life in the then very raw and unspoiled rural Rhodesia, much of which a later generation did not experience. In that era modern forms of transportation were scarce (in any event the most of the basic roads were inaccessible to motorised transport for more than a few miles from any Township or Police post) and the horse and pack-mule were standard means of conveyance.

Richard’s cousin, John Seward now living in Perth, Western Australia, was instrumental in creating contact between Richard and myself and also with Hamish. John was my District Sergeant during the period I served at Bindura, Salisbury District, and we maintained contact after I was posted further ‘up the line’ to the remote Township of Mount Darwin, a Township accessible from all points of the compass only by dirt roads, parts of which were impassable by vehicles during the rainy season, even by four-wheel drive LandRovers with which the Force were later supplied for use in rural areas. Rivers in flood were the greatest problem and could sever physical connection with the outside world for days at a time.

I use the word ‘Township’ in its most generous senses as there were few modern amenities; no electricity or water-borne sanitation at the Police Station. However, being perched atop a hill, Mount Darwin possessed one of the most delightful toilets in the country, with a wonderful view over the valley below from the ‘chimbudzi’ (thunderbox) toilet.

I must mention another Old Comrade, Kerry Hoadley, now also living in Western Australia. He joined the Force at the same time as myself. In fact we were part of a group of young men who travelled from Southampton to Cape Town aboard the Athlone Castle and then by train to Salisbury (now Harare.) I had the happy experience of renewing personal contact with both John and Kerry on a visit to Australia in 2005. Thanks to the arrival of emails we had in fact been in frequent communication for some time prior to my visit, partly in connection with this book and also generally ‘keeping in touch.’

Tim Potter and I were stationed together at Rhodesville Peri-Urban Station, Salisbury, in 1956, prior to us going our separate ways into District (Bush) service. As Tim is also now resident in the United Kingdom, we are in frequent contact and have exchanged visits, as well as having explored World War I Battlefields, where Tim’s Father was one of the ‘Old Contemptibles.’

Richard Hamley, ex-B.S.A. Police, Author of ‘The Regiment’ (a history and the uniforms of the B.S.A. Police), now living in Perth, Western Australia, very kindly gave me permission to use some of his excellent illustrations from his book and these are reproduced throughout the text. My thanks are profound as I do not possess his skill in illustrating to such a high degree, or to any degree whatsoever..

My thanks also to the Publishers of two previous books about the British South Africa Police, namely ‘Blue and Old Gold’ and ‘The Outpost.’ I have taken the liberty of using some of their non-copyright material, including photographs, but have not been able to trace the authors in order to obtain formal permission to use the illustrations.. These books are not available in the United Kingdom and are apparently now out of print. Regrettably, much of the Force’s memorabilia was destroyed by the incoming Power following the granting of independence to Robert Mugabe’s Zanu-PF Party.

The Author and contributors hope the reader will enjoy these unusual tales of Policing, predominantly in an African setting,

Brian Parnaby (ex B.S.A.P. 5310)
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The Last Stand of the Shangani Patrol

THE WHITE MEN SANG

(The last stand of the Shangani Patrol)

This is a true story from the days of an Empire on which the sun never set. It unashamedly extols the bravery of a small band of men, fighting a battle impossible to win, to the last man. Their bravery has never been truly recognised outside their own country – the then little heard of Southern Rhodesia; now Zimbabwe.

In 1889 the British South Africa Company, under the control of Cecil John Rhodes, an English-born entrepreneur and South African Statesman, entered and exercised control over that part of Southern Africa which was to become the separate colonies of Southern Rhodesia, Northern Rhodesia and Nyasaland. At that time the predominant tribes of the Southernmost region were the Ndebele (also known as the Matabele in that part of Southern Africa) – an offshoot of the warlike Zulu tribe), who inhabited the southern part of (Southern) Rhodesia, bordering the Limpopo River which separated it from South Africa. The Northern part of that country was, in the main, the preserve of the Mashona tribe, more agrarian and much less warlike than the Ndebele. The latter tribe frequently entered Mashonaland to slaughter the Shona menfolk, and carry off their women, as well as stealing their cattle. To say that the area was quite unstable until the arrival of the White men would be to understate the matter. However, these intruders were not welcomed by any of the indigenous tribes, especially so by the Ndebele, who had become used to lording it over all other tribes in the region. Rhodes’ B.S.A. Company’s Police (the forerunners of the British South Africa Police of Southern Rhodesia), then began their efforts to stabilise the country and subjugate – or at least, pacify – the Ndebele, who resisted fiercely.

In the skirmishes between the White intruders determined to settle on their land, the Ndebele more often than not came off the worse, despite their usual superiority in numbers. Their shortage of, and unfamiliarity with the handling of, modern weapons, almost always ensured that they would be the losers in any confrontation involving modern weaponry. Undoubted bravery allied mainly with primitive assegais (broad-bladed stabbing spears, effective at close quarters) were no match for modern repeating rifles in the hands of expert shottists. Subterfuge, strategy and sheer weight of numbers were the Ndebeles’ sole allies; however, one must add to these the fact that they did not fear death in battle.

Towards the end of 1893, whilst the B.S.A. Company was conducting initial exploration of what is now Zimbabwe, following its virtual annexation of the territory in the name of Queen Victoria, they encountered renewed fierce resistance from the Ndebele tribe under their Chief, King Lobengula (‘He who drives like the wind’ in Sindebele), who had thousands of belligerent warriors under his command and control, despite the many pursuit and pacification operations conducted by the B.S.A. Company – all hard riders and tough, uncompromising men.

This story is concerned only with one small, but fierce, confrontation between the White intruders and several impis (a Zulu word for Regiment) of Ndebele warriors at the Shangani River, in Matabeleland, in December 1893. The band of White men was led by one Major Allan Wilson.

In December 1893 the First Matabele War was raging and the few White men in that part of the country were formed into armed patrols, effectively militias, under structured military commands. One of these units was the Victoria Volunteers (from Fort Victoria – now Masvingo), placed under the command of its most senior officer, Allan Wilson, in the rank of Major. Wilson was an experienced ex-Army Sergeant who had fought in both the Zulu War and the First Boer War.

The main town in the area was Bulawayo (the ‘Place of Slaughter’ in Sindebele) and harassment from the local Ndebele warriors was so severe that town was temporarily abandoned at one time. Doctor Leander Starr Jameson (later to achieve notoriety as the leader of the ill-fated Jameson Raid against the Boers in South Africa), a close friend and colleague of Cecil Rhodes, and a senior B.S.A. Company member, gave orders for the capture of Lobengula, to force the hand of the Ndebele nation. The Company wanted to conclude an agreement, with Lobengula’s consent – implied or otherwise – giving the White Men the rights, mineral resources included,* to the whole of the country, which was to be named Rhodesia after Cecil John Rhodes. Whilst this annexation may seem grossly unfair and brutal to present generations (and indeed it was), few such qualms were evident ‘back home’ in Britain, where the Empire was expanding steadily. It is unrealistic to even attempt to adapt present-day viewpoints to events which occurred over one hundred years ago. Peoples’ perceptions of events are so far apart that comparisons would be odious

(* there were huge deposits of gold, emeralds, beryl, copper, tin and a range of materials vital to the burgeoning economy of Great Britain, lying under the fertile soil of the Rhodesias.)

Following the issuing of Jameson’s orders, a column of soldiers and B.S.A. Police, under the command of Major Patrick Forbes (including Wilson and his contingent), began its pursuit of Lobengula and, during reconnaissance, arrived at a point near the Shangani River, 130 miles or so North of Bulawayo and about 25 miles from the village of Lupani, in the late afternoon of the 3rd December 1893, where it laagered for the night, in heavy rain, the weather being normal for that time of year. Forbes then dispatched Wilson and a small party of twenty men across the river, to ascertain Lobengula’s exact location. In short order two men (Sgt. Maj.) Judge and (Cpl.) Ebbage, sent by Wilson, returned across the river and reported that they had located Lobengula in conditions which he, Wilson, judged to be ideal for his capture; he therefore intended to remain in situ near Lobengula and requested Forbes to send reinforcements for this purpose. Forbes concurred with this proposition but postponed any movement until the following day. (Possibly, this was to ensure that Wilson did not steal the all the glory.)

Major Allan Wilson (third from left) and some of the men of
his patrol

During the night, heavy rain continued to fall and further messengers arrived, sent by Wilson, These were Captain Napier and two Troopers who informed Forbes that Wilson’s patrol had succeeded in nearing the stockade (a bush enclosure normally constructed to keep out wild animals and ‘unwanted guests’) but their presence had been detected and they had been forced to retreat, to avoid being surrounded. Wilson’s party had then taken up a defensive position and were now waiting for the reinforcements from Forbes’s column. By then however, Forbes plan had changed as he had received a report that most of Lobengula’s warriors were planning to attack his (Forbe’s) column that night. One can already sense an impending catastrophe: Order, Counter-Order, Disorder! Wilson and his men were then left in limbo, anticipating the arrival of sufficient reinforcements to capture Lobengula. However, the only support he received from Forbes was a small party of twenty men under the command of Captain Henry Borrow.+ To be fair to Forbes, his intention was to send more men and some artillery across the river the following morning but this plan was aborted as the column was ambushed by the bulk of Lobengula’s warriors on that day.

(+ There is a street in Bulawayo named after Captain Borrow; the writer lived there for a while in the mid-1950s, whilst serving in the Bulawayo C.I.D.]

That morning, the 4th December, a large force of Ndebele warriors (possibly in excess of fifteen hundred men) attacked Wilson and his small force, now numbering only thirty-four men.++ The band was forced to retreat but this was a limited withdrawal only as the heavy rain had so swollen the Shangani River behind them that crossing to safety and re-joining Forbes’ column was impossible. Whilst in their new defensive position, Wilson asked his scouts, two Americans (Burnham and Ingram#) and an Australian named Gooding to risk their lives, cross the river, now in full spate, and attempt to reach Forbes with a message for help and, of course, reinforcements. After a great and heroic struggle, the three men managed to reach Forbes’ column but, to their dismay, they found the column involved in a pitched battle with hundreds, if not thousands, of Ndebele warriors; the melée as intense as Wilson’s. Burnham remarked to Forbes that he feared that he and his fellow scouts, Ingram and Gooding, would be the only survivors of Wilson’s party.

(++ It has been clearly established that a total of thirty-four men only were involved in this last stand at the Shangani River. The number of men who initially comprised Wilson’s patrol, given as himself and nineteen men, added to the reserve sent forward by Forbes {Captain Borrow and twenty men} give a total of forty-one souls which differs from the number of bodies later found – thirty-four. Nominal rolls exist, one of which lists twenty men including Wilson, on the patrol, but this can be assumed to be an initial, proposed, list of volunteers, and there must have been drop-outs and laggards during the patrol’s onward march; some men were also reported as having lost their way during the patrol. One must also take into account the ‘to-ing and fro-ing’ of messengers between the patrol and the column.)

(# Another Scout, Robert Bain, also an American, is also mentioned as a member of Wilson’s deputed patrol, but he appears not to have been involved as a ‘runner’ between the two groups, Wilson’s and Forbes’.)

Forbes and his men eventually managed to beat off the Ndebele attack but were unable to cross the Shangani to aid Wilson’s men; they would have been too late in any case.

Now, to return to Wilson’s plight and the last stand of the patrol.

Wilson and his men were now beleaguered with no hope of escape. With the flooded river at their backs and a pitiless enemy facing them, they had no choice but to fight and die as the Ndebele would not take prisoners. There are no White eyewitnesses to what transpired, but only the words of their enemy, which later came to light. It is a matter of historical record though that the White men fought until their ammunition was exhausted, the survivors then being slaughtered to the last man, Wilson, apparently, was the last man to die, when, with both arms broken and unable to aim and discharge his rifle, he strode from behind the barricade of dead and dying horses (and men’s bodies) towards the enemy and was quickly stabbed to death with an assegai by a young Ndebele warrior. Tradition amongst the Ndebele tribe (a practice inherited from their Zulu forebears), was for the dead foe to be mutilated by. disembowelment, thus releasing their spirits so they would not return to haunt their foe. This had been done at the Battle of Isandhlwana, in Natal, in January 1879, when the British forces under Lord Chelmsford had been massacred. The induna (Captain) in charge of the Ndebele impi) by name of M’jaan, forbade the practice on this occasion. His reported (perhaps apocryphal) words were . ‘Neither the bodies nor the possessions of these white warriors shall be touched. These were men of men; and their fathers were men before them! I say to you, beside these, the warriors of the Matabele are as timid girls.’ M’jaan then went on to say that the Matabele must do honour to the courage the warriors had witnessed in this place. As these White men had died in silence, so in silence now the Matabele must salute them. And the warriors, obedient as always, did just that, raising their spears to the sky##. M’jaan then dismissed them, to count their dead, of which there were an estimated four to five hundred, against thirty-four White men.

(##: They probably roared the exaltation ‘Bayete’, a traditional Zulu salute.)

Because of the dangers imposed by the presence of the Ndebele warriors in the area and the difficulty of crossing the dangerously flooded Shangani River, it was not possible for the B.S.A. Company troopers to recover the bodies until, the following February. They were initially buried where they had fallen; but later, on the instructions of Cecil Rhodes, were re-interred at World’s View in the Matopo Hills near Bulawayo, a site previously selected by Rhodes himself as his burial place and where both he and Jameson are buried. Also, at the request of Rhodes an impressive granite memorial to the Shangani Patrol was erected at the site of their deaths, with panels on each of the four sides depicting the members of the patrol in bas-relief.


A panel from the Shangani Memorial at World’s View in Zimbabwe, c1905

It was later said that the survivors of the Patrol, still resisting fiercely but awaiting certain and imminent death, were heard to sing what may have been either the National Anthem (God Save the Queen) or a hymn. This is of course apocryphal or mere conjecture, but is entirely appropriate to the spirit of Wilson and his men; hence the title of the novel by Alexander Fullerton, set around the Shangani Patrol – ‘The White Men Sang.’

It was not possible to award posthumous decorations to the men of the patrol as this was not in the B.S.A. Company’s gift; this lay with the Crown. As the B.S.A. Company was not representing the British Government in any formal sense – officially that is, but that is open to debate – it was out of the question that the Crown should involve itself in the Company’ activities. There is much humbug surrounding the matter, as there was in centuries past when the East India Company operated in India.

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Note: This tale has been told by someone who once served in the successors to the men of Major Allan Wilson’s Shangani Patrol – the British South Africa Police of Southern Rhodesia, a famous Police Force whose colours have now, sadly, been permanently laid up. All recruits in this Force were quickly apprised of the Shangani Patrol, its heroic resistance in the face of overwhelming odds, and its tragic outcome. The writer has extensive knowledge of the country and its history.

Perhaps the Ndebele induna (captain) who uttered the following words after the battle at the Shangani River, was only echoing the thoughts of his brave warriors who had met their match in Wilson’s men and had succeeded only by weight of numbers.

‘For they were men of men; and their fathers were men before them.’

There were later mutterings, some of which appeared in print, as to the veracity of the three survivors of the patrol having actually been sent back by Wilson; allegations of desertion were flung around but these were never substantiated and the men were publicly exonerated at later hearings.

One other unpleasant fact emerges from this incident. It later transpired that, Lobebgula, unwilling to embroil his people in a protracted war with the White men, had replied to a letter from Jameson offering terms, by sending an emissary with a bag of gold dust as a token of good faith, seeking peace terms. This emissary had been intercepted by two B.S.A. Company Troopers, Daniel and Wilson, who had confiscated the gold and suppressed the message. The men were later charged and convicted and received long terms of penal servitude, later quashed by a superior court, and reduced to nominal terms, as the Magistrate had exceeded his judicial powers.

It goes without saying that the Shangani Patrol entered Rhodesian history, in recognition of the bravery of Wilson and his comrades.

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NOMINAL ROLLS OF:
(1) MAJOR ALLAN WILSON’S PATROL, AND
(2) REINFORCEMENS SENT FORWARD BY MAJOR PATRICK FORBES

Major Allan Wilson; Chief of Scouts Frederick Russell Burnham (American); Scout Robert Bain (American);Capt. Freddie Fitzgerald; Capt. Harry Greenfield; Capt William Judd; Capt. Argent Blundell Kirton; Capt. Napier; Lt. Arend Hofmeyr; Lt.George Hughes; Sgt.Maj. S.C. Harding; Sgt. Maj. Judge; Sgt G. Bradburn;
Sgt. H.A.Brown; Cpl.F.C.Colquhoun; Cpl. Ebbage; Tpr.M.C. Dillon; Tpr. A. Hay-Robertson; Tpr. H.J.Heller; Tpr. J. Robertson; Tpr. E.E.Welby.
Capt. Henry Borrow; Scout Pearl ‘Pet’ Ingram (American); Sgt.H. Birkley; Sgt. H.D.W.M.Money; Cpl. H.G. Kinloch; Tpr. Abbot; Tpr. W. Bath; Tpr. W.H.Briton; Ptr. E.Brock; Tpr. P.W. de Vos; Tpr.L. Dowis; Tpr. W. Gooding (Australian); Tpr. Landsberg; Tpr. E.G. MacKenzie; Tpr.M. Meiklejohn; Tpr. Nesbit; Tpr. P.C.Nunn;
Tpr. W,A. Thompson; Tpr. H. St.J. Tuck; Tpr. F.L. Vogel; Tpr. H.G. Watson.

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Copyright©BrianParnaby 2010

This article was published with the permission of the writer, Brian Parnaby

Further Reading

Zimbabwean / Rhodesian Military History Books (before 1960):
Sunshine and Storm in Rhodesia

Sunshine and Storm in Rhodesia

By Frederick Courteney Selous (Author) is a firsthand account of the Second Matabele War (also known as the First Chimurenga). An unabridged reprint of the the 1896 edition.

Originalally published in 1896: Excerpt: CHAPTER III "Now this murder of a native policeman on the night of Friday, 20th March, was the first overt act of rebellion on the part of the Matabele against the Government of the British South Africa Company, and I will therefore relate exactly what occurred. On the evening of the aforementioned day, eight native policemen, acting on instructions of Mr. Jackson, arrived at the town of Umgorshlwini, situated in the hills near the Umzingwani river. Being accompanied by several boys carrying their blankets, etc., they formed quite a little party, and so camped outside the town. They were sitting talking over their fires after the evening meal, when a number of Matabele came up, and ranging themselves in a line in front of them, commenced to dance. These men all carried knob-kerries, and were led by a man named Umzobo, who had held a post of importance at Bulawayo in Lo Bengula’s time."

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No Insignificant Part: The Rhodesia Native Regiment and the East African Campaign of the First World War

No Insignificant Part: The Rhodesia Native Regiment and the East African Campaign of the First World War

The is the first history of the only primarily African military unit from Zimbabwe to fight in the First World War. Recruited from the migrant labour network, most African soldiers in the RNR were originally miners or farm workers from what are now Zimbabwe, Zambia, Mozambique, and Malawi. Like others across the world, they joined the army for a variety of reason, chief among them a desire to escape low pay and horrible working conditions.

Written by Timothy J. Stapleton has been a post-doctoral fellow at Rhodes University, a senior lecturer in history at the University of Fort Hare, South Africa, and a research associate at the University of Zimbabwe.

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The Matabele Campaign

The Matabele Campaign: 1896

By Robert Baden-Powell is his account of the Campaign in Suppressing the Matabele Rising in the Matabeleland and Mashonsland in 1896.

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Zulus and Matabele: Warrior Nations

Zulus and Matabele: Warrior Nations

Written by Glen Lyndon Dodds who grew up in Matabeleland and covers the rise and fall of the Zulus and Matabele nations. This account begins with the characters who spurred the people to greatness and nationhood, continues with the wars and battles which afflicted them and ends with an assessment of their role in the history of Southern Africa.

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Cricket in Zimbabwe is seemingly going from strength to strength with the Southern Rocks franchise just completing an incredible double swoop by signing the former England fast bowler Ryan Sidebottom as well as that of the West Indies legend, Brian Lara for the Stanbic T-20 Championships starting at the Harare Sports Club next week.

Along with India’s Sachin Tendulkar, Brian Lara was for many years regarded as one of the best batsmen of his era. He retired after the 2007 World Cup and has not played that much competitive cricket since, but has had a spell with the unofficial Indian Cricket League in 2007-08, where to be honest he had a forgettable tournament with the bat and as captain of Mumbai Champs.

Ryan Sidebottom played 22 Tests, 25 ODIs and 18 Twenty20s for England, including the recent World Twenty20 triumph in the Caribbean, in an international career that spanned nine years before his international retirement in September.

Of the Zimbabwean sides, the Rocks have been the most active side in transfer dealings after a disappointing last season when they finished last in the Stanbic T-20 Championships, and failing to make any impact in the Met Bank Challenge and the Castle Logan Cup.

But they have shown serious intentions this time after securing national team wicket-keeper batsman Tatenda Taibu and Stuart Matsikenyere who both won the T-20 Championships with Mountaineers earlier this year.

They will however be without Sean Ervine as the former Zimbabwe national team all-rounder is switching to champions Mountaineers.

Givemore Makoni, the Rocks’ chief executive officer confirmed the Sidebottom and Lara signings, saying that his team would be mounting a serious challenge after roping in a wealth of experience in the form of the four players.

“It was a bad season the last time on but we have achieved good results in the competitions that have been played so far. In Bottom we signed a player who has proven himself on the big stage and with Lara we just have got ourselves the best batsman to grace the game of cricket.”

In this year’s tournament brochure Makoni declared: “This time Rocks come into the much awaited Stanbic T-20 ready to conquer. We have left no stone unturned in our preparations. With king Lara and speed merchant Sidebottom in your side, who can ever go wrong.”

Rocks start the campaign with a match against the Kwekwe Rhinos.

Kwekwe’s Rhinos
As well as these two great players, there have been a umber of other high profile signings in Zimbabwe, for the domestic competitions: Lou Vincent of New Zealand has also signed for Kwekwe’s Rhinos, joining Garry Balance at the Jason Gillespie-coached team.

Vincent adds to a Rhino’s squad that already has in its books national team opening batsman Brendan Taylor, seam bowler Edward Rainsford, Malcom Waller, Vusa Sibanda and Graeme Cremer, to mention a few.

Mashonaland Eagles
Winners of the Logan Cup last season have been struggling to retain their form this year.

They have roped in veteran Grant Flower into their squad after Andrew Hall also joined Elton Chigumbura’s men.

But with Foster Mutizwa, Raymond Price and Greg Lamb in the fold, they should still mount a good challenge for the 20-over tournament.

The Eagles start their campaign with a match against Matabeleland Tuskers on November 14.

Tuskers
Have retained Charles Coventry, Sean Williams, Terry Duffin, Christopher Mpofu and Keegan Meth, among other notables, but loose Andy Blignaut from last season’s squad.

Zimbabwe Cricket Books

Where to Buy Blood, Sweat and Treason

Blood, Sweat & Treason by Henry OlongaCurrently available in Hardcover it is available online through Amazon, in the UK and US

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Zimbabwe Cricket Books

Amazon, have a bunch of Zim related cricket books, including "Blood, Sweat And Treason" by Henry Olonga, “A History of the Rhodesia and Zimbabwe National Sides” by Jonty Winch who traces the history of cricket in this country (Zimbabwe) from the first recorded game played in 1890, through two World Wars and a guerilla war, to the comparative peace of post-independence and eventual world recognition in the 1980s when Zimbabwe was able to send a side to England to take part in the I.C.C. Trophy competition which it won.

There is also the Autobiography of another great Zimbabwean cricket coach Duncan Fletcher “Behind the Shades”

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At the moment Amazon UK don’t have as wide selection as the US site, but I have ordered books from the US and had them delivered to the UK with no problems.

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