Frank Walsh 1925-2020

Frank Walsh speaking at a British Peoples Party meeting in Paddington, London, in 2008 – an event which the violent far left tried and failed to prevent.

Veteran campaigner Frank Walsh – probably H&D‘s oldest reader – died on 19th November aged 95. Frank was an indefatigable activist well into his tenth decade, travelling vast distances from his home near Wimbledon, South London, to attend and often speak at events for a wide range of racial nationalist parties and movements.

Whether it was a Forgotten British Heroes event in Bristol marking the sacrifice of British servicemen who fought Zionist terrorism in Palestine, or a Heritage and Destiny conference in Preston – Frank would travel hundreds of miles to campaign for justice and racial solidarity.

A loyal supporter of the late Lady Birdwood, in more recent years Frank was a regular at Hyde Park’s world-famous ‘Speaker’s Corner’, which until recently was one of the few remaining bastions of free speech.

Among many events where Frank Walsh braved the ‘anti-fascist’ mob was the Oxford Union appearance by historian David Irving in 2007

Unafraid of the ultra-violent ‘anti-fascist’ movement, Frank was several times arrested and sent back to London after one-man demonstrations at TUC and Labour Party conferences. H&D‘s assistant editor remembers two such confrontations in particular: outside the Oxford Union in 2007, where Frank braved a vast ‘anti-fascist’ mob who were seeking to prevent David Irving from addressing the Oxford Union; and a few years later in Leeds, where he travelled all the way from London to attend a BPP demonstration outside an HMV record shop, campaigning against violent, anti-White lyrics on CDs.

Frank also travelled back to his native Preston at least three times to attend the annual John Tyndall Memorial Meeting – staying over twice at the H&D editor’s home in Ribbleton and revisiting parts of the city he remembered from his pre-war childhood.

Our editor Mark Cotterill can remember after the first JTMM Frank attended he refused to join most of the attendees afterwards, who had gone to eat in a local Indian restaurant (as Frank refused to eat “foreign food”) just down the road from the 55th Division Club. Frank walked up and down Preston high street, for over half an hour looking for an “English” fish & chip shop or something similar where he could buy/eat some “English” food. But it was to no avail as there were no longer any “English” food outlets left in city centre Preston: he was about ten years too late! So poor Frank had to bite his tongue and join us (traitors!) in the Indian restaurant after all. Thankfully the manager, who was a good friend of the H&D editor, could see the funny side and fixed Frank up with a cheese omelette and chips – so he would not have to eat the “foreign food”.

Frank Walsh was among the last of the old Englishmen with adult memories of White Britain, and who to the end rejected the hypocritical treachery of our leaders with their twisted talk of diversity (which in fact means a multiracial uniformity). While that multiracial tyranny extends its grip for now, it won’t last for ever. After Frank Walsh’s lifelong dedication to our cause we can say with the poet Keats:

And other spirits there are standing apart
Upon the forehead of the age to come;
These, these will give the world another heart,
And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?—————
Listen awhile ye nations, and be dumb.

Frank Walsh aged 94 at Christmas 2019

Veteran Union Movement activist Bill Baillie from South London writes:

Frank was born in Preston, Lancashire in 1925 and died in London on 19th November this year. He was a gentleman, a patriot and a scholar who fought against plutocracy to the bitter end.

Frank’s father was badly wounded in the First World War and he was brought up in children’s homes in the Fishwick and Deepdale areas of Preston. He joined the Merchant Navy at the age of 14 and volunteered for the army in 1943. He was known as the King of London’s Speaker’s Corner where he spoke fearlessly for many years despite a Red ban on patriotic speakers. His Patriotic People’s Power Party attempted to unite the producers, the common people, against the parasites.

His unique blog was updated monthly until March 2019, it was a fascinating mixture of graphic art, prose, poetry, and Social Credit.

We do not know what arrangements Frank made for his archives. He certainly had many boxes of magazines and correspondence. When my old friend Carl Harley died earlier this year, without leaving a will, he was buried by the local authority and his books and magazines were disposed of. If you are an old fascist with one foot in the grave, like myself, I urge you to leave clear instructions or your treasured collection will end up in a skip.

Rest in peace old comrade. I shall miss your stoicism, your coffee and your conversation, and your sparkling eyes.

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