“I feel one can say with some conviction that no man should willingly leave his home to fight, wound, maim or kill other men about whom he knows little and whom he certainly does not hate. When all men refuse to commit such follies the foundations of a true civilisation will have only just started to be laid.”
- Sam Sutcliffe, circa 1974 (extracted from his Memoir)

Reviews – non-Amazon readers on Nobody Of Any Importance and excerpt e-books

A thrill and delight of small-time self-publishing is when readers write in to say they've enjoyed the book. My dear Dad, who left school at 14 in 1912, would be astonished and delighted by the comments people have emailed or handwritten to me. Here are some excerpts (with permission of the writers), in hopes you may be encouraged to buy the book, of course - bearing in mind that all royalties or "profits" go to the British Red Cross as per the "transparency box" at the foot of each FSS blog:

Magda Russell: "I began Nobody of Any Importance two nights ago and have had virtually no sleep since. Because of its length, I'm resigned to the life of an insomniac for another few nights. It's everything a memoir should be - honest and true. He's such a compelling, natural, writer and that is so unusual.”

Anna Wagstaff: "Hugely enjoyed your book… Great story. Can't believe there is much else out there that can compare. I was completely absorbed for a week. What a good guy eh?" 


Nico Brown: "I've just put down 'Nobody Of Any Importance' and just want to thank you for bringing it out. I thought I'd read every kind of narrative about that war. I was always interested in the poetry, and when I was at UEA I did a whole module on the literature, across national and genre boundaries. When I put on my Theatre-in-Education piece 'A Blighty One' I dug it all up again, and tried particularly to get close to the experience of ordinary working people, searching out journals and memoirs - but I never read anything like this. There can't be anything like it. Your father explores his past on so many levels, from the broadly political to the intensely personal. His non-fratricidal moral stance, which you rightly give prominence to in the presentation of the memoir, puts him up there with Sassoon. His frankness about sex and bodily matters in general is amazing if all you've come across (in English - of course the Europeans are more broadminded) is the typical memoir or fictionalisation coming from the period. But his account is infused with a 60's and 70's sensibility - he was there, in 1914, but he addresses a posterity that can hear what he couldn't have written then. That distance is one of the miraculous things, and the pair of you have cheated Chronos to produce something great that ought to be recognised and valued."


Sarah Watson: "… of the hundreds of diaries and accounts I’ve read Sam’s is my favourite. I even think of him on first name terms as you feel you know him by the end…. The way that he describes the spirit, the ways you had to behave, it’s all so human and real…. amazing insight. I honestly couldn’t put it down.." 


Martin Levin: "What an excellent and poignant read."  

John Lenton: "Just dropping you a line to say how much i enjoyed reading NOOAI. To read  of your father's war time experiences was a privilege.  His powers of recall truly astonishing … Important historical events described from the perspective of those directly involved provide invaluable insights about what took place. Your Dad's experiences were nothing sort of incredible. I only wish that he and all the others could have lead more peaceful lives."


Alan White: "The book was a remarkable read: so vivid, so rich in personal memories, so powerful in conveying the horror of combat and the privations of life on the front line. It’s extraordinary to believe that Sam survived Gallipoli, the Somme AND captivity etc. His ability to recall facts and experiences is astonishing.”


Terry Hearing: "Just to say that I thoroughly enjoyed reading your father’s memoirs. As it happened I was laid low for some weeks with a very unpleasant virus, and reading the book helped a great deal to alleviate the symptoms! What an extraordinary story, and told so well. I found myself delving into the standard histories to help fill in the background. It is amazing that your father’s recall held out so well after such a long time. I found your editorial notes very helpful – you must have put in many hours over a long period, but the finished product is so worthwhile. I hope you have sent a copy to the Imperial War Museum: I am sure they would appreciate it."

Shaun O'Hara: "To think he did all this before he was 21. His optimism, humanity, bravery, and youth come shining through."

Stephanie M. McDuff: "I just finished reading your father's memories and thought I'd express how very much I appreciate the exceptionally detailed account of his life  (not just of the war times but also of his years before that). It must have been a curse as well as a blessing at times, to have such total recall of events and localities; I'm very grateful for the glimpse one can get into life at that time, which seems so very different and unimaginable to people of the current generation (and I can only include myself in that, no matter how much intense study of the time has brought it closer to me). Your father's memories will be an invaluable resource for me when trying to teach WW1 history to my kids at school; at least I hope I can illustrate the time much better with the stories of your father at the back of my head."

Chris Greathead: "Enjoyed isn't the right word, lets say I'm glad I read it, rather like a very rich christmas cake, a bit every night, but couldn't leave it alone."

Ali Smith"It really held me from start to finish – and your father is a kind of benchmark of a thoroughly decent and intelligent bloke reflecting on war and sometimes on its pointlessness…"


Martin Spafford: "Just over a year ago I gave a talk to the Walthamstow Western Front Association about a project bringing descendants of German and British WW1 combatants together. After the talk you kindly gave me a copy of Nobody of Any Importance. I’ll be honest: I wondered if I would ever get round to reading it, especially given its size, as well as the knowledge that living through extraordinary events doesn’t make someone any good at writing about them.  A couple of months ago I started reading, fully expecting to put it aside after a few chapters. From the very start I was absolutely hooked – long before the start of the war – and drawn into your dad’s childhood, the move to Edmonton and the world so vividly recalled with – as so many have commented – the extraordinary attention to detail. That opening section is key to the power of the book: by the time he lies about his age and starts army training, we already really know Sam and care about him. The ability to recall and, crucially, describe people, places and events with such clarity and vividness means this is as much outstanding writing as it is historical record – and it’s the quality of the writing that makes it so powerful. I found it a page turner not so much because I wanted to know about Gallipoli (where my great uncle was killed), the Somme or life as a POW, but because I wanted to know how it was for you dad, what he felt about it, how he coped with it. Your dad’s achievement is also how much he lives in the book and how therefore we feel war in such a personal way. The narrative builds up and up with all the craziness and noise of soldiering to that extraordinary moment of almost stillness when he kills, is behind German lines and is about to be captured. And then there’s another kind of horror – but also some tender moments with French civilians and occasional German guards. What’s also key to the power of the book, I feel, is how we experience through the book Sam’s growing sense of how wrong it all is and how it shapes his own values from then on. I loved the book. I read a few chapters a day over breakfast for a couple of months, enjoying your wonderful notes too which were notable not only for the exhaustive research but also some fascinating questions raised about first- and second-person narrative, the process of writing and editing, and when memory is stronger or weaker. For so long I found myself wondering what happened to Ted, especially as he isn’t in the later photos. Such a relief to know that he survived the war... and then sadness. I think this is a towering book and your collaborative work – father and son – is a monumental achievement.  Thank you so much for the gift: I’m sending the £10 market price (plus another £10 in appreciation) as a donation to the British Red Cross. No need to reply: just wanted you to know that I fully agree with all the five star reviews on Amazon, and to thank you for the opportunity to read a book I now cherish."

Andy Fyfe (an interim report, so to speak): "Hugely enjoying Nobody Of Any Importance… Your dad's just about to leave Malta. Thoroughly recommended to anyone with even a passing interest in history in general and WW1 in particular."

Valerie F (likewise): "I haven't been able to stop reading this… It's so well written."

Helen McMahon (also part-way through at time of writing to Phil): "I continue to be absorbed… We have just retreated from Gallipoli with doubtless worse to come. It's striking that the majority of suffering isn't inflicted by the enemy, but by incompetent and thoughtless "managers" who clearly don't consider footsoldiers to be human. Utterly shocking - and hearing Sam tell it it's as though I had never heard anything of this before. It's a real-time movie that should be more widely known about."


Peter Agius (not far in, but kindly dropped an email anyway): "I have just started to read your excellent 'Nobody of Any Importance' (recently purchased by my wife to add to our extensive WW1 library) and had to write to congratulate you (and your father) on a remarkable memoir"


Kelsey Thornton, of the Ivor Gurney Society http://www.ivorgurney.org.uk/ which celebrates the World War 1 front-line-soldier poet, reviewed my father's Memoir for the Society's 2014 journal (fans call it "The Gurnal"). Here are some edited excerpts of what he wrote:

"The first sentence of the book provides the title: 'May I say straight away he became nobody of any importance'. And that is the importance of this book. It is the voice of those thousands – perhaps millions – of nobodies who volunteered and were pushed through so much suffering in the first world war, many of whom did not live through it. And of those who did return to England, how many were there who simply refused or found themselves unable to speak of it at all?… Sam Sutcliffe (1898-1987) in his seventies finally found himself able, or perhaps even compelled, to speak… There is a quiet ferocity at the stupidity of it all, which comes out not in diatribes against the system but in a continuous resilient determination not to let his humanity and his principles get crushed and blunted. But he has no doubt that the whole thing is a monumental waste and folly, and his son, in editing the book, rightly selected for its epigraph one of the few paragraphs where he comments on it: 'I feel one can say with some conviction that no man should willingly leave his home to fight, wound, maim or kill other men about whom he knows little and whom he certainly does not hate. When all men refuse to commit such follies the foundations of a true civilisation will have only just started to be laid.' He is worth listening to."

Roy Phillips (from Australia): "a fantastic book and great testament to your father."


Margaret Taylor (a self-styled Gallipoli "obsessive"): "Having just finished the book I felt I must write to you to say how much I enjoyed It.  Your father obviously had a fantastic memory and a great way with words. I am very interested in the First World War and found it fascinating to read the first hand account of what the "ordinary" soldier went through. Your father's amazing strength of character shines through on every page. You must be very proud of him and of the book you worked so hard to put together."


And here's a hand-written comment from Jackie Machling, Feb 2, 2015:






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