Tony Ferguson

Author

Tony Ferguson Author

Unlike many old gits, I think I was born an old git.
My granny was never convinced about schooling. She prevented me going to the local primary school until I was six. I made my debut in wider society as the oldest kid in the class. That feeling of being “older” has stuck to me ever since.
Leaving school to pursue my career in a tarmac gang, I quickly appreciated what granny had missed and enrolled in university a year later, again putting myself at the wrinkly end of the age spectrum in the 1975 intake at Hull University. Twenty-one is so much older than nineteen.
The older I have got, the more rebellious I have become towards age. At 62, Accenture, a renowned management consultancy with a reputation for being rammed with bright, young dynamos headhunted me. Accenture employed over 400,000 people then, one of whom was my son, Ronan. Ever the wag, he identified how common it was in Accenture for parent/ child combinations…but surely none where the child had joined before the parent! Age can distinguish or demean.

Royal Irish Fusiliers Just come from the Chemical Works, Roeux 21st May 1917

Royal Irish Fusiliers just come from the Chemical Works, Roeux 21st May 1917

I began writing my book on my sixty-fifth birthday. I dedicate my meagre efforts with the pen to my ageing brethren. In defiance. It is never too late. There are still dreams to pursue. Or hobbled after at least. Never give up! To paraphrase a more illustrious senior: “Don’t grow old gracefully- fight it every inch of the way!”
To the old gits out there- this one is for you.
Keep it lit.

Andy Symington: Tyrone’s Most Wanted Man – Volume 1 The Somme

Andy Symington volunteered to join the Royal Irish Fusiliers in 1916. Over the next seven years, he would participate in the Battle of the Somme, the Irish War of Independence and the Irish Civil War, a trilogy of military service experienced by fewer than sixty men, historians have estimated.

His fighting career was a convulsion of contradictions: having been honourably discharged from the British army with a Silver War badge due to wounds and shellshock, he returned to Ireland and fought against the British (Black & Tans and Auxiliaries) for the nascent IRA, becoming the most wanted man in Tyrone in 1921; in 1922 he switched sides again, became a captain in the Free State army and fought against the IRA in the Civil War.

Andy Symington Tyrone's Most Wanted Man book cover by Tony Ferguson

Joy to discover

“This is a terrific read in all senses of the word. The First World War prose is as good as any I’ve read on the subject and deeply affecting. The surprising twist of fate as the story unfolds is a joy to discover.”

Debbie via Amazon

Absorbing

“I read this absorbing book with great interest because it revealed the reality of combat as witnessed by ordinary soldiers. What they had to face, how they endured appalling conditions and were led by incompetent officers, and how futile war was and still is. A great contribution which pulls no punches.”

Steve C via Amazon

Certainly recommend

“Tony Ferguson set out to write about his grandfather Andy Symington and his life growing up and surviving WW1 and the Somme in this first of 3 books. Very readable and excellent descriptions that make you feel the horrors Andy and all servicemen must have felt. It covers the ineptitude of those in charge and the long term affects of “shell shock.” Would definitely read the next instalment of Andy’s incredible life and if you are interested in WW1 would certainly recommend.”

Sheila via Amazon

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