Myrtle the ParachickI believe I can fly
In 1944 Lieutenant Pat Glover of 10 Para was stationed in Somerby. Pat wanted to prove the notion that chickens could fly so he ‘acquired' a red hen, took it on several practice jumps and eventually taught her to flutter down from 300 feet. He named her Myrtle (after a local Land Army Girl), taking her everywhere with him in his zip-up canvas bag. At The Battle of Arnhem ('The Bridge Too Far’) Myrtle dropped with Pat but was sadly ‘Killed in Action’, earning the right to be buried on the battlefield with her 'Para Wings’ and full military honours. At her burial, it was said that Myrtle ‘Was game to the last’!
To commemorate Myrtle the Parachick, we have partnered with The Parachute Regimental Association ‘Friends of the Tenth’. They have been raising money to open a memorial in Somerby which will be unveiled in September. It is to remember the brave young men of the 10th Battalion. In September 1944, 582 men left Somerby to drop at Arnhem, tragically, two weeks later only 30 returned to the village.
Myrtle is a red ale. You’ll find aromas of stoned fruit, treacle toffee and caramel with lemon, spicy, marmalade on the finish.