

Clandon Park House
Home of the Queens Royal Surrey Regt Museum
Scribe Mike Boxall
Back in Our Old Haunts – Clandon Park House
17th April 2011
Clandon Park House, home to the Queen’s Royal Surrey Regimental Museum, was built early in the 18th century for the 2nd Lord Onslow and his wife Elizabeth. Sadly, Elizabeth died before completion of her dream house and her ghost, in a cream silky dress and clutching a large hunting knife, is said to haunt the rooms.
A haunting of a different kind occurred on the morning of Sunday 17th April this
year, when the anguished howls of a sorely-
To be fair to us, this was our first chance to actually practise the whole routine in the open so a few glitches were to be expected. A few too many from the Drum Major’s point of view, though! But after a full morning’s getting things wrong we broke for lunch having made some progress.
The afternoon’s uniformed events began with an unexpected change of start time. This
didn’t perturb quick-

The 2nd Foot, a group that re-
Then it was our turn to make some noise, so it was on with Galanthia until we had fronted up ready to begin our Malta routine. Starting with a bugle fanfare followed by a slow march, then a quick march ‘bomb burst’ and our old favourite ‘going round in circles’ we ended with The Jigs and off to Sussex by the Sea. (A full report of our Malta routine follows – in October!)
After getting our breath back we were on again for a static session around the music stands. The standard marches from our music books were supplemented by our traditional Kids’ Korner section where Drummer Stone lured in a goodly crowd of youngsters to bash various percussion instruments along to Mighty Band of Brothers, My Grandfather’s Clock and others.
An unexpected result of Kids’ Korner was an old comrade of Peter Nightingale’s emerging
from the crowd. Sid ‘The Cymbals’ Turner, ex-
The day was pleasantly rounded off with tea and cakes, courtesy of museum curator Ian Chatfield. A suitably traditional end to a day of traditional musketry, care of The 2nd Foot, and Corps of Drums music, care of we Cinque Porters. The only traditional thing missing was the ghost of Elizabeth Onslow clutching her hunting knife. Instead we had the memory of Drum Major Fairfax’s howls to haunt our nightmares…