Hi DeannaB and queencorgi1
Thanks too from me to all who make these contacts possible.
Strangely I am working on this bit of the family at the moment and have been transcribing a couple of letters to and from Alexander Cobham Watson, and his son George. I assume from family trees drawn up by John Watson, another descendant of A C Watson, that you are the Deanna born in 1955. John used to come and stay with us in England while working on his history of the Watsons. Unfortunately I don't think I can help with the photos of A C Cobham, although he refers to photos that he is sending to our branch of the family. I can't identify them even though I have some old albums, which is annoying.
Alexander Cobham Watson had a great number of descendants as you will be aware and I am in touch with one or two of them, and hope that one will visit in June when in England. We are as you may have worked out descended from his youngest sister Ellen Emma Cobham Watson, born NSW in 1841, and are a much smaller family as there are descendants from only one of her grandchildren.
I am writing a piece on one of Alexander Cobham Watson's grandsons at this very moment, John Mervyn Hancock, son of Albert Hancock and Clara Margaret Watson. He was a mechanic, born c1894 in Australia, and enlisted in 1915 to come over to Europe. In 1917 he joined the Royal Flying Corps, later the RAF, and became a pilot, eventually being attached to the Training squadron at Northolt, near London. He spent time with my family while in England and obviously got on well with my grandmother and great aunt, second cousins. I have the centre of a 1914 plane prop that he gave my great aunt, which obviously inspired her as she got her pilot's license in 1930. On Saturday Feb 2nd 1919, he took my grandmother to the Northolt dance where they were until 3.00am and the following day:-
"Didn't get to bed until 4.30. Stayed in bed all morning. Jack rang up and I went out to Northolt with him and his brother and FLEW!! Too glorious - I simply loved every minute and wasn't a bit frightened, and we looped four times and did all sorts of things and it was too heavenly. All snowy everywhere. Motored back with a friend of Jack's, so it was all splendid. So sleepy tonight"
The tragedy is that a month later he was dead. On the 1st March 1919, his plane caught fire over Richmond Park, London, and he bailed out, it is thought to try and drop into the pond there or the Thames. He was buried a week later at Ruislip, with his uncle George there and my great grandmother, grandmother and other English relatives there. I have the newspaper cutting about the accident and funeral and a photo of the grave. It is exactly a hundred years since these events and it is perhaps the moment to remember him. He would have been a first cousin of your grandfathers I think.
Sorry I can't help you about the photos.
Best wishes
Jonson1