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K W Munro
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Eight items. An oral history interview with Kenneth Munro (Royal Air Force) and seven photographs. He flew operations as a night fighter navigator with 456 Squadron flying Mosquitos.
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KM: I was not in Bomber Command. You know that of course.
AP: Well, you were, you were Mosquitoes.
KM: Yeah. Yeah.
AP: That’s close enough.
KM: Night fighters, is it? As Bob, he wasn’t, wasn’t the CO. He was next door to him. And the fellow Baz Howard, he came from Queensland and he, we were down at Bradwell Bay. Down Essex. Down there, and he said one day, we were all sitting down in the mess down there [coughs] and he said, I’m going up to see a friend up in Yorkshire.’ And Peter said, ‘Well, I’ll go with you in a Mosquito,’ and he said, ‘No. I’ll do it on my own.’ And he went up there and saw his mate and came back and he got just about back to Bradwell Bay and one of the motors conked out. And so just coming in and just landing it because they were putting all the things that went into the North Sea and taking them home and putting them in there and he, he went down and he said he couldn’t get in in a tight turn because one motor was gone. So he went around again and about just as he got over the, what’s it called, the Black Sea I think it is, and all of a sudden the other one went as well and he just sailed along. We could see him. He hit the water bumped his head on his forehead here and sank in about five feet of water. And we tried to get out because there was probably about sixty of us, probably a hundred guys from the [unclear] walk out to find him. But it was quite a big current was going like that and we couldn’t get out ourselves. Even if we turned the clocks off and walked and went out there but so he drowned in a Mosquito and just sank there. So it was a great shame but he was a very nice fellow too. But it just shows you. If you didn’t have to do the right thing and you didn’t get in the first landing, went around again. He should have just put it down.
AP: Regardless. Yeah. Absolutely. Absolutely. I’ll ask you about accidents and things later on I think. So, we may as well if you’re, we may as well kick off the proper interview.
KM: Yeah.
AP: And it’s recording now. I can see it jumping away there. So what I normally do I start with a little, a little spiel at the beginning. Just to sort of set the time and place.
KM: Yeah.
AP: And then I dive in. Ask a couple of questions. We’ll just have a chat.
KM: Yeah.
AP: For an hour, two hours. However long it takes.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Until you run out of stories.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Or one or the other of us begs for mercy. Right. So this interview for the International Bomber Command Centre is with Ken Munro who was a 456 Squadron Mosquito navigator during the Second World War. The interview is taking place at Ken’s place in Doncaster in Melbourne.
KM: Yeah. Applewood it’s called.
AP: Applewood it is called.
KM: Yeah. Yeah.
AP: That’s right. It is the 22nd of April err I’ll try again it’s the 22nd of May.
KM: Yeah.
AP: 2016. My name’s Adam Purcell. So Don, you’re not Don. You’re Ken. Sorry.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Ken, tell me something of your early life and what you were doing before the war.
KM: I got a job in nineteen, on the 24th of January 1938 in a chartered accountant’s called Wright and Roberts. Mr Wright died and it became MG Roberts. A well-known chartered accountant. And I stayed there until I got half way through the exams. Sort of half of the heart of it done and I was going to join the air force then. And he, Mr Roberts said why don’t you do your intermediate exam and then go? So I said ok. And by that time they didn’t want any more in the air force at that stage up in Russell Street and so I joined the Victorian Scottish. You know, you’ve probably seen my photograph over there. But I’ll show it to you later on but — so I was down there. Mount Martha was a beautiful spot down there in summertime. And after a while when the Yanks came in we had to go down to Back Beach at Ryde Down there. So we packed up. Went down there and we were there until about February I think it was. And then the word came around we were going to Fremantle and join the general who got out of Malaya. You know, when the Japs came. He got back to Australia. They didn’t like him doing that but he got there and we were to join up with him over there in the army at a place called Bushmead just out of Midland Junction there in Perth. They came around and there was a big van said, “Would you like to join the air force?” So I said, ‘Yes. I’d like to join the air force.’ So anyrate had to go, had to stay with the army. Went to Moura which is halfway to Geraldton. And at, finally they got in touch with me at Geraldton and said you can come down now to Busselton which is down near Bunbury. Down there. And so I was in the air force down there. And I was there probably for about probably about four or five weeks. I did a course down there.
AP: So that was your Initial Training School was it?
KM: Yeah. Then —
AP: Yeah.
KM: We went up to Pearce. You know, north of Perth. And we were there on guard you know. Still doing a job there. And there was Ralph White of course. Ralph White was the same thing. He was in the Victorian Scottish and so we got out. I came back to Somers in about [pause] September I think and then I did a course down there. Then Hubert Opperman, you know was our flight commander. He was, he was a teacher really. He was very good and he had another man called Ginger Markham, you know. And he came on top of the exercise we had to do and I was about second I think and he said. ‘We’re going to make you navigators.’ Which we didn’t want to be but [laughs] we sort of did well at arithmetic and that sort of thing. So anyrate, he said ‘Would you like to go to Canada?’ We both looked at one another. He said, ‘Well, if you’re not quite sure go to bed and sleep on it and come and tell me tomorrow.’ So we came back and said we’d like to go. So away we went and I went up to Bradwell, was it Bradwell Bay? Brad Park? Up there.
AP: Bradfield Park in Sydney.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Yeah.
KM: In to Sydney. And we were there. There for probably about three weeks and we were going on the Queen Elizabeth. And then somebody said there’s submarines outside there so they cancelled that and we had to stay back. Went across on the [pause] starting to forget things now. On an American very old steamer. What was it called? I’ve forgotten now. Anyway, we started from Sydney on, in March I think and it took us twenty eight days to get across the Pacific to — we were going to go to Vancouver but halfway across all of a sudden they could hear the throbbing of the motors going. Deathly quiet and the engines wouldn’t go and we were stuck there [laughs] about halfway across there. And anyway, they got them fixed up in about a day and we carried on. It took us twenty eight days to get us across the Pacific and they decided to go to San Francisco which, we had a day there. Bought a lot of chocolate and that sort of thing. People were very good there. The Yanks met us with cars and drove us all around ‘Frisco. And then we were only about a day and a half and then we got a train up to Vancouver which was marvellous. Beautiful scenery. And went to Vancouver and I think we stayed there a day or so and went out to Edmonton. That’s where I did my course there. So that was about all I think.
AP: Alright. Why did you want to be in the air force?
KM: Well, my father was in the barracks at St Kilda Road there and he knew the man who was the civil aviator. Sort of pilot you know. And he got this German three engine one with one there, one in the front sort of thing and he said, ‘Would any of your sons like to have a flight?’ I was about thirteen or fourteen and I said, ‘Yeah. I’d like to have a go at that.’ So a friend of mine who was, who was finally joined, [unclear] actually, he was a very clever bloke so he couldn’t join the forces because he was needed elsewhere. So, anyway we had all around Melbourne and he came back and he said to my father, he offered me to go down to Cerberus down there in the Mornington Peninsula as a cadet. I was about thirteen. I said, ‘No thanks. I don’t want to go to the Navy,’ so, ‘I want to go to the air force.’ So that was about how I got in the air force. And I did a course at Edmonton. I think it was about six months I think. And I was made an officer off course. And we went up to Halifax and got on the Aquitania and went to, to what’s that in the Clyde? What’s the name of it again? In the Clyde. That’s where we landed in there. I forget the name of the place but, and then had a train down to Brighton and that’s where we decided, want me to carry on?
AP: Yeah. Keep going.
KM: Yeah. Well —
AP: Keep going. I’ll come back and fill in the gaps later on.
KM: Yeah. Well. We got there. We got on the train. A little, little kid by the train line as you went to slide out to get out and he said in his Scots, ‘Have you got any gum mister?’ [laughs] And we said, ‘No. We haven’t got anything.’ So, anyway we went down to Brighton which was, we had a very nice hotel there. Just on the corner where the boulevard goes all along. Just around the corner down there. Near the Grand. You know, where Mrs Thatcher and they got — just away to the east from there. But it was very nice. We had a nice room there. And Focke Wulfs used to come across and shoot them up a bit occasionally. And at any raids that came we had to get down in to the, in to the bowels of the, of the hotel. And one day I I couldn’t be bothered. I thought I’d just stay in my room. And this Wing Commander Swan I think his name was, a bit of a nasty sort of fellow he came around, found me and he said, ‘I’ll let you off this time but you’ll be on a charge next time.’ Yeah. Anyway I went in to, in the, in the lounge one day and I sat down at a table like this. A man was reading a paper next door and he said, ‘Have you just arrived?’ and I said, ‘Yes. I just came in yesterday.’ And he said, in another two days he came and said, ‘I don’t know whether you know but I’m the posting officer from Brighton.’ And I said, ‘Oh. I think I’m going to Bomber Command.’ He said, ‘Well, they’ll probably take about three weeks before you can do that. But,’ he said, ‘There’s a new course.’ And I said, ‘Well, what is it?’ And he said, ‘Radar.’ I said, ‘I’ve never heard of it.’ He said, ‘Well, you have to do an exam.’ With another friend who came across so three other fellows came with me and we got, did the exam and got passed and so he said, ‘Well, you’re going up to Ouston which is up near Newcastle on Tyne.’ In there. ‘You’re going to learn all about radar.’ So, so anyway we waited about a week and away we went. And that’s when we, we — it was quite a nice station too. It was about October then I think and there was snow all around up there. And we started flying in Ansons you know. They had all the gubbins in there. And that’s how we learned how to operate radar and later on in [pause] first of all what did they call it? Radial engines. Oh God. Bomber. I’ll think of it later on. But it wasn’t a Mosquito, it was in. It was easier to sit back. The pilot’s up the front and I used to sit back there. Bomber —
AP: Beaufighter perhaps.
KM: Beaufighters. Beaufighters. I liked them. What did they call them? The creeping death, I think. You know.
AP: Whispering. Whispering death.
KM: Whispering death. Yeah.
AP: It took all the [unclear] sort of thing.
KM: They had plenty of power down below. I used to just sit back. There was a swivel chair. I used to face the back like that and then they put the power on and away it goes, and whirr like that. They were a very good aircraft. And down low they were very good indeed. But I did that for a while. And, I can’t remember. We had fellows that was going to do a camera thing, sort of thing and he got in one and went up and I was down the back and he, he did all sorts of things. Turned this and turned this and went over and back again. And I said, ‘How long are you going to be on this?’ And he said, ‘I won’t be that long.’ And I said, ‘Well, I’m going to be sick in a moment.’ [laughs] and, which I was. And when I got down a WAAF came out and said, with a bucket and said, ‘You can clean it up yourself.’ [laughs] But so that was my and from then on we did mostly all sorts of things. It came behind an aircraft and it dropped down below them so they looked up and fired a bullet sort of thing. And then, then they had to do one, one coming straight to you and you had to go. You could see them coming. You had to do that left hand turn to come below. And if you could go, catch him again and again shoot him down sort of thing. So we learned all about that there. As a matter of fact Keith Miller was up there.
AP: Ah.
KM: Yeah. He was flying ones you know. Doing what we were. Trying to get behind him sort of thing but [pause] So, I think I was there ‘til about the beginning of February I think. And then we went down to Bedfordshire. At Cranfield. And that’s where I met my wife down there. And we did a lot of more work on, we used to get behind the [pause] I’m forgetting aircraft. Wellington. Yeah. We used to get behind them and do the same thing, sort of thing. And that went on for about in February ‘til late April I think. And then I was going to go to Bomber Command as an escort. And I had packed everything up and I was going to get the train down to London and go out to Coltishall. Out in Norfolk. And the signal came through from the air vice marshall from Australia — all people are going as night fighters. Going to 456 down in, in Arundel. Down south, And Arundel’s just near little, little Hampshire I think it was. Near Worthing. Down there. And so here we had to come back and finally get a train down there and that’s how I arrived at Ford which was a marvellous station.
AP: Sorry. Ford, did you say?
KM: Ford. F O R D.
AP: Yeah.
KM: But from Arundel we used to come down the road and over the railway line and a winding road down into the, into Ford which was a very good ‘drome, you know. And I think I finished up in B flight. B flight I think. There were two in the squadron And, and that was about it I think then. Do you want me to carry on?
AP: Please carry on. A whole story we want.
KM: Well, I met a wing commander. God, I forget things now. Big fellow and of course I think I’ve got, no I lent Bob Cowper book to a friend. Any rate the wing commander said, How do you do,’ and he told me what pilot I was going to be on and everything like that. And he, he was a good pilot but wasn’t very popular because he thought everybody, thought, he thought everybody was not up to his standard you know. So, but any rate I went down in the [unclear] I think it was and we had to do quite a few exercises at night, you know. And, and it was beautiful weather down at Ford down there because the summer was from, from June onwards. Right all the way to Christmas time. It was good weather down there so, so my first thing was to go up and shoot down the buzz bombs you know. And one day we had to go to — there were searchlights. S for Sugar and T for something else. T for Tear or something like that. And the ground control said to the wing commander, he said you need to go to — is it, what’s the name? Tearing or something like that. And he said to the wing commander you’ve got to go to tear west or something. He said, ‘I’m tearing west,’ he said. Which was a great big joke and he got the wrong thing altogether. But we went to S for Sugar and stayed there. And he could, he used to get up about, say about eight thousand feet you know. Angels height you know and look towards the French coast and you could see them coming because the fire out the back of them used to light up. And he said, ‘There’s one coming towards you.’ So up at eight thousand feet he said, ‘When it gets close enough you start to go down behind him.’ Like that. ‘Get right behind him and just press the trigger you know.’ And we were just about to do it on one thing and a Canadian fellow in a, in a single engine aircraft got in front of us and shot it down himself and he was put on a bad books. And the fellow was very cross about that but, but anyrate so we didn’t get any more from then. But, but one fellow in 85 Squadron, they were on Ford with us as well and Cat’s Eyes Cunningham was in 85, and his name was Mellish. And strangely enough I read in the paper one day and it had a thing about things in Great Britain. Quite a size. About that size in the paper and said he finished up a wing commander. He was, I think he was flight lieutenant then but he shot down eight when he was up for three hours. Eight of them. God. But he died probably about, oh about five years ago I think. But —
AP: Sorry. When you were shooting down, when you were chasing the buzz bombs.
KM: Yeah.
AP: You were in a Mosquito at this point?
KM: Yeah. In Mosquitoes. Yeah.
AP: And you were obviously talking to ground control.
KM: Yeah. Yeah.
AP: So they would, they would tell you that they could see one coming on the radar.
KM: Coming. Yeah. That’s right. Yeah.
AP: And just sort of, did they give you like vectors towards it? Or did they say it’s over —
KM: Yeah. Yeah. We — I think [pause] my memory’s going but yeah it’s one’s coming. Go to vector say to the right hand. Like that usually. So they, they would come down like that behind. Yeah. They go to a vector but it’s just forgotten. It was to the right. Usually to the right so we could do the left hand turn and come down. So we enjoyed all that. It was great so, and then what happened after that? [pause] Oh, we went down to B Flight and we used to get — they had a — what did they call it? On a slate or something. And they would be first say about 8 o’clock at night for three hours. And we’d go into France. Go into Le Touquet. There was a little inlet in there. There’s as I say Beachy Head about there. About here. Le Touquet’s across there. Used to go across and then go up to Lisle. Again, a man on the ground used to tell you what to do sort of thing. But did you know Fred Stevens at all? He, funny he’s got a friend down here I was talking to last night. He was one of the best pilots on 456 and the just natural to fly and, but my pilot was Karl McLennan. He was a very experienced pilot who [pause] he was 3 Course out of Australia and he did a lot of, as a to teach pupils you know. And finally came to, to Cranfield. I remember I was reading the paper one day and he came in. The bar was across there and he said, he looked around and he saw me with an Australian uniform on. He said, ‘Oh g’day. ‘G’day.’ He said, ‘Want to have a beer?’ I said, ‘I don’t drink.’ ‘Oh,’ he said, and after a while I was reading this and I thought I should do something and he said, ‘Are you sure you don’t want a drink?’ I said, ‘Oh ok. I’ll come over and have one.’ So that was my first beer.
AP: [unclear]
KM: So anyway, he said, ‘Are you going to crew up with anybody?’ I said, ‘No.’ He said, ‘What about me?’ and I said, ‘That’ll do me.’ He told me all about 3 Course. And I said, ‘You’re much more experienced then I am,’ you know but at any rate he said, ‘No. We’ll go together.’ So we did and he said, he talked to me, he said, he said, ‘Look, I’m what you’d call a live coward,’ he said, ‘So no fancy stuff. I’ll do exactly what I’m supposed to do,’ you know. Any rate he was a very good pilot you know. So we did, we did some cross countrys’ over as I say, over to Wales and back to High Wycombe. Up to Lincoln. Up there. And then back to, to Cranfield. And then there when we went down to Ford just before D-Day we were — I had, they had to show me as a navigator on Mark 10 radar which was a different sort of thing. So I had to go to Twinwood Farm which was a satellite of Cranfield for a month. So I missed out on Normandy. And [pause] but I learned all on how to work all the gubbins in a Mosquito. The pilot got in first across there. Quite small you know. He was rather chubby because he drank a lot [laughs] Mac. But, and I, I had the set there on a sort of a pulled out sort of thing and he sat there and I sat here. I used to pull it out when he got in. Pulled it out here and have it on the radio sort of thing which is with a dividing line down like that. That’s left or right sort of thing. And one for height sort of thing. Across like that. So it had a range of a hundred miles so if you, say you were coming back to England you just, and every aerodrome had a code you know. Say BA and AB or something like. And you wanted to go to that destination you knew what their code was and he just turned the aircraft around so it was dead in front of you like that. Whatever height you wanted to do. You either go up or down. And just sit there. And when you come to almost there you just knew exactly where you were and, and so when you got to say, Ford it was going beep beep beep and down you go. And that was great you know. Coming from say Germany there you just, just set it for where you want to go and a range a hundred miles so, you know —
AP: So this is Gee?
KM: Eh?
AP: Is this the Gee system?
KM: No. We had the Gee later on.
AP: Oh ok.
KM: Yeah. When we went for longer trips in Germany and you need that to — you had two. Two maps as a matter of fact. You had one that was going to certain distance about there. Then you’d get the other one would go further on. In fact one of our senior navigators he kept on using the first one and he [laughs] his pilot, Smithy said, ‘I don’t think we’re going the right way.’ And he said, ‘I’m in charge. I’ll tell you where you’re going.’ Anyway, he was going to Germany and, Smithy we called him, he was a pilot, he said, ‘I can see lights down there,’ he said, ‘It looks like Switzerland.’ Oh he got a black mark for that [laughs] But but he had to use his second one but they were very good.
AP: So the — sorry the first radar you were telling me about. That’s a navigational radar or an airborne like interception radar?
KM: In the aircraft yeah. Yeah.
AP: Yeah. It’s in the aircraft but —
KM: Yeah.
AP: Sorry. Was that for navigation or for finding fighters or something?
KM: Yes. Yes. Yes, a blip would come up.
AP: Yeah.
KM: A blip. Yeah. We were one, not that far from Berlin. We used to go over there until the petrol. Had to watch out that we had enough petrol to get back again. We used to circle the aerodrome. And it was a bright moonlight night. I remember that. And we were going around like that and I said to Mac, ‘I think we’d better go home in a moment because, you know the petrol is getting down a bit.’ So, you know, I just spoke to him. I just, like that, and I saw an aircraft about a hundred yards away sort of thing. I said, ‘There’s a German right there,’ and I said, I said, ‘Lose height. Left hand turn,’ which we used to do. Lose height. Went down like that. Ok. And then of course all of sudden they had the lights on the fellow. All the lights went out you know. And it came back and we couldn’t see too well then but we could see the runway and that sort of thing and it had all the, you know the, what do they call them? Sort of the pens where the aircraft went into and we went up and down the runway shooting all those things that we could see. We’re not quite sure whether we hit this aircraft. But at any rate the next one to start firing back at us so we did another run too and did all what we could about what we could see on the ground. And then we decided to go home after that because we were getting short on the petrol. So that was a bit of an unfortunate thing but just seeing that bloke but he just appeared. I can see him now just out there. But anyrate we went home again and we used to do that sort of thing, you know. Quite often. Circle the aerodrome and see what’s coming.
AP: So —
KM: They were getting short on their for petrol. The Germans. You know. And, but I’ll tell you about the last thing that we did. Bob Cowper picked us to go with him down to a place call Linz on the Danube. Way down. Almost to Budapest sort of thing. Down there. And the river came down like that and it went down like that down south a bit. About twelve miles down was an aerodrome and we were going to go. And we had a squadron leader from the, the, what are they called? It was all the big wigs down at Ford. And it was going to drop a napalm bomb on the aerodrome down there. Anyrate, he, it was a bright moonlight night and we went all the way. We went to Juvencourt, just out of Paris and we got more petrol and carried on down to, to Linz down there. And we had just arrived and I could see it in the moonlight. We got there right on ETA. I could see them in front of us. And then we had to go to the right hand side, down south and go to the aerodrome. Drop these bombs sort of thing. And anyrate this squadron said, ‘I’ll lead down,’ you know. And he went down then. About half way down he put a flare out and we said, ‘Oh, you’ve put it in the wrong place.’ You know. And all he could see was a farm, cows and everything else. And we said, you’re only halfway down there so he went on down there and he said, he went round an aerodrome and he said, ‘I’ll take the in charge. I’ll do the first run in now.’ And he went down then. He went down because they were ready for him I think. He said, ‘I’ve been hit already,’ he said, ‘I’m going home.’ So that was all he did all night. So, we said we, we were going down so we went down once. Did a left hand turn over the river there and came back again like that. And just as we got around to go down again on the aerodrome some tracer bullets came right past my ear. My hair went up like that. And it just missed us actually. And anyrate we, I mean say that that’s the river down there. We went down like that we came back like that. Came down. Did another run in again and that’s when the tracer bullets came across there. But we did it again and again they were ready for us again because somebody — I don’t know who did it, it must have been on the other side of the river there. It’s quite high up there because I can remember it seemed to be coming down like that you know. But anyrate, we did the same thing again you know, circled. They were ready for us again. But anyway came back and Bob Cowper said, ‘What a mess up that was,’ you know. Bob Cowper was going to do everything and did nothing you know [laughs] But strangely enough Bob Cowper went down to Ford one day and he went down to the intelligence and saw what this fella said. Said it was a great success. Which was [laughs] we were very upset about that but so that was about it and then back to Bradwell Bay and on May the 8th, you know, the Germans decided they’d had enough. And, and then on — Mac had been getting into the liquor all the time and he got, what do you call it? Like jaundice. Sort of thing. Had to go to hospital. And then they asked 456 and another Mosquito squadron to go to the Channel Islands where the Germans were going to fight on. And so they went. Three — two, two lots went down. Went down to quite low and first said if you don’t we’ll give you, we’ll shoot the whole lot of you, you know. So they finally decided. So the war finally finished on the 9th of May. So you know that was about it I think. But so we went, we were supposed to come — the rumours said we were probably going up to Burma, you know, when we get back. But we went back to Brighton again and stayed about a week I think. We had a little car. I’ve got a photograph of it over there as a matter of fact. And we had to drive up to post this out in the east end of London and we had to go across — was it Dartmoor or something? Where there’s a ferry used to go across and you go up the hill like that to this place where they had all, they got a whole new or old cars He came from nowhere. He was a [unclear] actually. We saw it. We went up there and he said well go back to that fella and see what he’ll give us for the car, you know. We bought it for thirty seven pound and went up there. He came around and he went all through it like this looking. And said, he said, ‘Eighty pound.’ So he said ok. We said, ‘Can we have for it about a week because we’re going to Brighton.’ He said ok. We came up here in a week’s time. He came up and John Darling who was a great mate of mine he was, he was driving and he came across this thing. This ferry or something. And as he came up the hill that. It was hard to get. I think I said, ‘Put your foot down.’ He said, ‘I am,’ he said. Going up the hill he said to me, ‘It’s just about gone. The engine.’ So anywhere we got that, this [unclear] came around. He went all over it. He looked up, he said, ‘Well, there’s a mark on the ceiling.’ And he said, ‘No. I won’t give you eighty. I’ll give you seventy five.’ So we said ok. We got our seventy five. Rushed like mad and got on a bus and went back and went to the very posh hotel. I can’t remember the name again. I was trying to remember it this morning. And we had a night there and spent the whole seventy five [laughs] Oh dear. But so that was the end of our story really but —
AP: So, I might go back and fill in a few gaps. You mentioned a few little bits and pieces that I’ve sort of —
KM: Yeah.
AP: I’ve grabbed hold of there.
KM: Yeah.
AP: You said you met your wife at Cranfield. Can you tell me that story?
KM: Well, I went to Cranfield and that’s as I said where I met Margaret. My wife. And well, no we just, we just carried on with that was Cranfield. I’m forgetting things now but [pause] it was, is it the second one that was at Ouston. Number one. It was, what would you call it? The EFTS or something like that. There was a name for it and then you did all that and then you went to the squadron.
AP: Operational Training Unit perhaps.
KM: Yeah.
AP: OTU.
KM: The word. That’s right.
AP: Yeah.
KM: Yeah. But Cranfield was a lovely station. A peacetime station. And, and we had a beautiful cricket ground there and we had married quarters, you know. You used to go out two story ones and that’s how I met Margaret actually.
AP: Did you get married in the UK?
KM: No. No. She was still in the air force down in Benson near Oxford. And she was still in the air force but we’d gone then from Liverpool back home again. And no, she came out in September 1946. Yeah. And we were married on the 15th of, of November. So we’ll be seventy years married in November.
AP: Wow. Wow. So was she, she was in the WAAF?
KM: Yeah.
AP: What was she doing in the WAAF?
KM: She was one of the managers of the, of the officer’s mess.
AP: Ok. Cool.
KM: Margaret. Yeah.
AP: Yeah. Margaret. Cool.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Lovely. You also mentioned something about when you, when you were young. When you were thirteen, I think.
KM: Yeah.
AP: That triplane.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Or the tri motor thing.
KM: Yeah.
AP: Tell me about that.
KM: Well, I don’t know why it came out here but this man was a very experienced pilot. He was a civilian sort of chief sort of thing but, no I always sort of wanted to go into the air force but but that flight it was a lovely day. Went all around the bay and that sort of thing, you know. That’ll do me, you know so, but at that stage was in Russell Street they had the air force sort of recruitment place. But they had enough at that stage and couldn’t take any more you know. In fact another thing. When I went on leave in England I think every six weeks you used to get a leave and that Lady Ryder’s Scheme that said do you want to go to the country or a town? Do you want to play golf or, you know. I said, ‘I want to go to Scotland and I want to play golf,’ and everything else. So anyrate I got up to Aberdeen and I got a train out to a place called Stewartville and I think I’ve got a map there. And I got out and we were with another fellow. This one from Somers, you know who was a navigator with me and there was a horse and cart there and where we were going. He took all the bags and he said, ‘I’ll drive you to the general’s place.’ He was the number one general in the UK at the beginning of the war. A very nice old man he was. And, anyrate, he had, I got it in my photographs in my album there. So, we went there and he welcomed us in. His wife and so forth. At about 5 o’clock or about half past five, it was summertime and he said, ‘Come down and we’ll have something to eat.’ So we had some cookies as they do. And we had to get them out of the cupboard sort of thing and I said to [unclear] ‘Is that all we get for dinner?’ You know [laughs] Never had — what do you call it? High tea. That’s right. High tea. I went upstairs and I wrote a letter to my mother, “This is a very nice place and I’ve got to know a leading general but we don’t have much of a dinner here.” [laughs] And all of a sudden there was a gong went and down we went down. We had jugged hare. I can remember it to this day. But he was a very nice bloke and he understood. He said, ‘Look I’m old and you’re young.’ He said, ‘You want to play golf go to Peterhead.’ He said, ‘You can have a game there.’ So we got on our bikes. And the wind we could hardly get past it. It was just blowing like one thing and we got there and then we were allowed most of the golf clubs that people from abroad would be allowed to play you know. So we got there and he came around and he said, ‘Yes. Well, you can go around here. he said this way we can go out here and I said, ‘I’m a left hand.’ ‘We haven’t got any left handed.’ Oh God [laughs] they’re like that, particularly in Scotland. They didn’t like left handers so we went all the way there and did nothing. So [laughs] but no, there was, in fact he had a brother I think it was. Sir Charles Burnett, I think. Down at Crathes Castle just on the way to Ballater out of Aberdeen. You know, along the river there. And a beautiful castle. We had a lot of pleasure whilst we were there. And he was the chief of the Gordon clan, you know. And in fact part of the castle that he had was used as a hospital for people in from the war. And we went down there. We had lunch down there. And he came [laughs] he had a, he bought a great big bulldog in one day and we were fooling around like this, ‘Come on here,’ and doing this. And he could see the dog wasn’t too pleased about it and Bob like, it bit him on his wrist. He wasn’t too pleased about that either but, but it was a lovely place. They had gardens. There was. They had like a purple one. A yellow one. Green one. Red one. One, two, three, four going down the hill sort of thing. It’s a lovely place. We’ve been back there quite a few times. Crathes Castle. I’ll show you where it is. Have you got a minute?
AP: Yeah. Yeah. Absolutely. I’ll give you a hand if you want.
KM: Yeah. [unclear]
AP: Oh where am I going? Ok. I can go and get it if you want.
KM: In the bottom drawer. On the right hand side there. No. No. No. Back here. Over here. Right hand side on the bottom one. There’s a map there.
AP: “Road Atlas of Great Britain.”
KM: It’s, yeah, that’s right. That’s it. That’s it. Yeah [pause] probably need my bloody glasses.
AP: Where are they?
KM: There. Right on [ pause ]
AP: Here. These ones?
KM: No. That’ll do. Yeah.
AP: That’ll do.
KM: I’ve got one. Another one. When I’m here it’s always over there so I’ve got two of them. That story. There’s Aberdeen. We went up here to — I’d better get this one but there’s Peterhead there. That’s about there this. The [unclear] yeah. Going out from there but what’s that? ’83.
[Pause. Pages turning]
KM: It’s been a marvellous book this one. I’ve kept it all those years.
[pause]
KM: There.
AP: Ah yes.
KM: Aberdeen. Went up in a train. Up here I guess. Stewartville. There we are. We went from there in a horse and cart. About there. That’s where he lived. About there. So, and then we got on our bike. Went to Peterhead there but no, there isn’t a station there but no I know quite a bit about Scotland. I’ve been about seven times now.
AP: Lovely.
KM: I’ll show you where Ford is.
[pause]
AP: Oh yeah. There’s Beachy Head there. Yeah.
KM: Yeah. Beachy Head. There’s a marvellous spot there. And living about here I think [pages turning] [unclear] See there’s Brighton and, and you see that’s a lady down there. She was at, she lived at Carshalton which is up towards London and she was, we used to stay with her. She had two hundred and fifty seven colonials. Australian, Canadians and that sort of thing at her house during the war. She was a marvellous lady, and anyrate at Carshalton Beeches two storey place. And the buzz bombs used to come over and she was out putting clothes on the line, and had a big fig tree there near the clothes line and she could hear the buzz bomb brrrrrr like this and didn’t worry to peg the things out. All of a sudden the sound finished. So she went for her life towards her dugout down there with steps on it and just got to the top and bang it landed in the back yard and blew all the leaves off the tree. And blew her down to her dugout down there. And she was bruised and that sort of thing. But it moved the house about a foot you know. So they had to move out of that and went down to Seaford. Down here. But she was a marvellous woman because she took it all in her stride. I would say [pause] Littlehampton. [Pause. Pages turning] Here’s Brighton. Came down to Worthing. Little Hampton. Now there’s Arundel. That’s where the big castle is. Played the first game of cricket there. Inside that thing is a cricket ground in there. And we used to have dances in his dining room once every a month you know. Because he knew, he knew the queen as a matter of fact. He was a cousin or something. But, but we used to ride down here. We used to have a swim down there. And but there were barbed wire along there as well but and our ground station was at Angmering, that’s right Angmering, that’s it. About there. That’s our ground station there and Ford was just, you just crossed the railway line there and just about there. That’s where the aerodrome was. There. That’s it.
AP: Oh yeah. I can see it says Ford there. Yeah.
KM: Yeah. Yeah. But, and then, and then we had [laughs] used to play cricket down at Middleton Sports Club. There’s a cricket ground down there and 456 had a — I’ve got something about that over there. I’ll show you my book later on but we beat them down there. You probably don’t know about Charlie Kunz. A marvellous pianist. He was a Yank who came to Britain before the war and stayed on. He used to have a programme on the BBC. Playing the piano. It was called, “The Hot and the Cold.” He used to play softly and then louder. Softly and louder. Very nice. But he had a son who played in a team against us. He was only about seventeen I think and the fellow that opened the bowling was the captain of the other side. His name was, I’ve got it over there. He played for England actually and a medium fast bowler and I opened up with another fellow and he got three wickets or something straightaway but I stayed on. I made fifty. And I dropped one a bit short note went bang. Was almost six. This young kid stuck his hand out and caught it. He came in after the, after the match. Very nice clubhouse there. Two storey place with two squash courts there. And he said, he came and he said, ‘Would you boys,’ Don Darling and myself, ‘Would you like to go and see my father?’ And I said, ‘Who’s your father?’ He said, ‘He’s a pianist. He’s at the Hippodrome at Brighton.’ So he said, and he gave us the tickets and everything. So we went to see and that’s the first time I heard beautiful piece. Fairly old, you know. It was getting a bit grey. And at any rate the lead at the Hippodrome with Arthur Askey. Do you remember Arthur Askey? He was a comedian, you know. Little fellow. And he had a, he had on a stage. He was in front of it. Behind it I think a ladies toilet like that and he came on and he said, ‘I’ll now play for you, “By the waterfall,” you know [laughs] Oh dear. That was a good night. So anyrate we had we got quite friendly with his son and I went over there one day and I wrote a letter to him and he was back in London by that time. But he got an OBE because he — I think he might be dead now I think because he wasn’t too well the last time I got a card from him, you know. But yeah so that’s about the end of my story I think.
AP: I’m sure there’s more in it. What, what other things did you get up to while you were on leave in England?
KM: Well, it all came back and said, ‘If you want to go to this places. This is a beautiful spot,’ kind of thing. So this fellow by the name Luke. Luke I think. He came from Tasmania. He went, ‘Oh you ought to go. He’s got four cars. He’d got two squash courts, he said he’s got a cricket ground and he’s got a three storey house.’ I said, ‘Well we’ll go to that.’ I got one of my brothers to go there. Mr [unclear] — he had a brewery in the east of London. Mr — God, I’m forgetting names. Old fellow with a moustache, you know. And Mr [pause] he had a younger wife and he had gout and I said to him one day, ‘Do you mind if my brother,’ who was in the navy, ‘Comes up to see me?’ ‘Oh no. that’s ok. He can come up.’ So anyrate he came over and he stayed the night. And he had a butler as well. He used to come and say , ‘Your bath is ready, sir.’ You know [laughs] I forget his name. This was very posh this place. His wife was very nice. And one night we were having dinner one night and he used to sit at the top of the table there, I was here and she was over there and she said, ‘I’ll bring the grandchild in now to say goodnight to him. He came and said goodnight to him and when she went out of the room he went down and he had a whicker sort of thing. Almost to the table. Opened it up and he had a gin or something with like this [ laughs] pushed it back before his wife came in. But it was a lovely place. I stayed there about a week, you know. I don’t know whether you know about Bill Edrich . He was the opening bat for the English Test Team. Came out to Australia in 1946 I think. And he was a flight lieutenant in the air force and his father was the manager of the estate where this Mr what was his name? I can’t think of his name but anyway when he stayed at his estate he he had an aerodrome on one part of his estate. A Yank aerodrome. And across the road was a place called [unclear] I think it was. And the fella in there was, came from Lancashire and he was a sir something. Sir Humphrey. Sir Humphrey his name was and he owned quite a bit of Lancashire up there. I think the, the Yorkshire ground was one, was on his land as a matter of fact and [laughs] we had, we had a pheasant shoot down at the one I was staying at. And they had all the men in the estate going beating to the, to get the pheasant out you know. Going around like that. He had to get in turn. He said, shoot when I, when you want them to fly. Bang. Knock one down. At any rate we both knocked one down and Humphrey, you know, Sir Humphrey [unclear] and this this fella from Tasmania, ‘Come on Humphrey. Come on. Get one,’ you know. Took him about five shots to get one. We didn’t know he was Sir Humphrey. Whatever. And he was the one we stayed with. His wife said, ‘I’d like to introduce Sir Humphrey.’ So we found out he was Sir Humphrey. So, but yeah but that lady, Lady Ryder used to do it for everybody. You could go down to to Devon or, I went down to to Predannack. Right down at the end of England. Right down. Right down there. In fact 456 were going to go down there but they didn’t go. Somebody else took our place I think. So that’s how they came to Ford actually. From there. That’s about all I think.
AP: A couple more questions. A couple more questions. So you, we haven’t spoken that much about your operational side of things. What you actually did as a navigator and a radar operator. Did you have, in the — well first of all what sort of trips were you actually doing in the Mosquitoes?
KM: Intruder trips. We used to go usually quite often on a bright moonlight night you know and yeah, you’d go up and down their, what do you call their roads again. Not the freeways. Anyrate you could see them to go like that. Two or three of our fellas used to see a train, you know. You could see that when they opened it with the coke or something in there. And they were sitting ducks. They used to go down and knock them off. We didn’t see any of those but Ron Lytton who lives, used to live out near Essendon and — how long have you been out there Adam?
AP: Three years now.
KM: Oh no. He’s probably dead about ten. He was a, he was a plumber out there. And his, his and he’s still alive actually Geoff Reeves was his pilot. A very good pilot and he knocked over about two trains I think, you know. But we used to do those things. Anything we could see. And the Arnhem. You know the one bridge too far. We were on that day. It was foul night. God it was blowing like mad, you know. And we got on to there was one in front of us. I could see one and I said to Mac, ‘Turn left,’ you know,’ And drop height,’ and everything like that. And then as he went around and around and we were behind him going there there and there and he, Mac my pilot, he said, ‘I think he must be one of ours,’ he said because we could turn inside a JU88. You know, get in beside him. He said, what about it? He said what was our call sign [pause] oh God I’ve forgotten that but he called out, ‘Is that one of our crowd?’ He said, ‘Yeah B,’ he said [laughs] and he said, ‘I’ve been chasing you,’ he said. ‘No. You’ve got the wrong one.’ So, but, but on Arnhem the [pause] oh yeah. We had a fellow called Woodhouse or we called him Woody as a matter of fact who was a leading ground controller. And they ,they took him over and they were going to parachute him down and then and he had some, a glider or something there put down what he needed to contact us in the air. So anyway he got down there but the Germans were waiting for him. Grabbed him, you know. So, so we never got any call about the Germans at all in the air. But, but we went up to, to Arnhem. Now, what happened there? Oh that’s right. As I say terrible weather. So we were going along and got St Elmo’s Fire. Have you heard about that? All along the wings. What’s going on here? You know. Anyway, we got out of that. But anyroad we got off course and everything else. We didn’t do much about that but after doing that chasing that bloke and this thing I didn’t know exactly where I was. And going home to England Mac said, ‘Well, where are we now?’ I said, ‘Well, about the time we went home now I think.’ I said, ‘Just go to the west. We’ll get to England someway.’ So in fact we got up to The Wash, you know. And we were down at Ford you know. In fact we started our flight at Manston which is down, down in Kent. Down there. It’s a very big aerodrome. Three runways you know. So big aircraft down that one. The middle one was ok. Anyone in trouble be on the right hand one. But we got, when I got back we were at The Wash which was probably about a hundred miles up to the north. And we turned down. I said to Mac, ‘Turn down south again.’ We got down there and then the, the, what was it? He couldn’t get the wheels down or something. The hydraulics didn’t work. So I had to get down and I had to pump it myself. I finally got them out after about half an hour but so we landed back there. So, but that was quite a night actually. But I’ve seen that. We’ve seen that film about one bridge too far.
AP: I haven’t seen it but I am aware of it.
KM: It’s very good.
AP: [unclear] Yeah.
KM: How did I get it? I don’t know where I’ve got it. It was over there. It had all the well-known actors in that one. Sean Connery’s in it and a lot of them. It’s a very good film actually. But I went to see it too as a matter of fact. There’s a bridge over the, where the they stopped the Germans actually there. But I went over to Normandy with a friend of mine. A cousin of Margaret’s actually. And they’ve got a sort of a museum there as well but there’s— have you ever been to Normandy?
AP: I have.
KM: Yeah.
AP: I have yeah. I spent a few years over there so —
KM: We went together and was over. And that was good too.
AP: But you said you missed Normandy because you were in a training programme.
KM: Yeah [unclear] on that but —
AP: What did, what did you think of the Mosquito?
KM: Beautiful. Nothing wrong with it at all, you know. I said that Don McLennan said the Halifax went, loaded up went to the left and then the right, you know. This went straight down. A very good pilot Mac. Once we were going down I used to go, he would drop it down. H would just go [unclear] very good. He was a good pilot Mac. Poor old Mac. He died probably about twenty years ago. He had Parkinsons Disease you know. I think it might have been all the beer he drank.
AP: How did you find adjusting to civilian life after the war?
KM: Eh?
AP: How did you find adjusting to civilian life after the war?
KM: I didn’t mind it. I I went into work. I was still in uniform. I didn’t have a suit. And Malcolm Roberts said to me, ‘Do you want to come back to work?’ And I said, ‘Oh yes,’ you know. And he gave me five pounds worth of salary [laughs] per week. And so I went to a place in, in Flinders Lane. He was one of our clients and I went in there and strangely enough he was the son of the chief there. Wade. You know. Evan Wade. And Terry Wade is over here in Doncaster. He’s still alive as a matter of fact. His wife’s dead unfortunately. But anyway so I did work there and I went back and forth until about 1948. Then I became a chartered accountant then. I went to RMIT to finish my course and so after a while he said to me, ‘Do you want to come over and be the secretary up here?’ So I went home and said to my wife what about — I’m not quite sure about it but anyway decided to give it a go and I was there for twenty one years. So, well worth it. So was that about it?
AP: Any, any final thoughts on your air force service?
KM: Eh?
AP: Any final thoughts on your air force service?
KM: No. No.
AP: What you got out of it.
KM: No. I got the, I got the Legion of Honour over there.
AP: Oh excellent.
KM: Yeah. But that was, that came later on, you know.
AP: Of course.
KM: But it was mostly the intruder trips that are as I say we’ve got the lady up in Canberra and had them all put down where I went to and that sort of thing. And then I was surprised to get it but I’ve got it over there as a matter of fact. You see the one, the blue one there on the [unclear]
AP: This one here.
KM: Pop it on there. My sister did that for me. Take the top one. That one. Yeah.
AP: Oh yeah.
KM: That’s it.
[pause]
KM: Is that? Is that —
AP: Oh this is the presentation is it?
KM: Yeah.
AP: Yeah. Ok.
KM: That’s [unclear]
AP: Yeah. I see that.
KM: That’s the man who put them on. He gave you a big hug [laughs]
AP: Of course because he’s French. I see Gerald there as well.
KM: Yeah. Yeah. Gerald. Funny. He came in the same day as I. His son came out of Norway for it.
AP: Fantastic.
KM: But yeah. But — yeah.
AP: Alright. Well —
KM: Well —
AP: Well, I think we’re done. Thank you very much.
KM: Thanks Adam. It’s very good of you to come all this way.
AP: Oh it’s alright. I love it.
KM: [unclear]
AP: I really do. I’ll just turn the recording off.
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Interview with Kenneth William Munro
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Ken was a 456 Squadron Mosquito navigator. He initially joined the Army’s Victorian Scottish regiment but changed to the Royal Air force. He was selected to be a navigator and sailed to Canada. Ken did a course at Edmonton and was made an officer. He then sailed back to Scotland and went down to Brighton. After undertaking a new course on radar, he went to RAF Ouston to learn how to operate it. He flew in Ansons and Beaufighters before going to Cranfield to fly Wellingtons. Ken met his wife there, a Women's Auxiliary Air Force who managed the officers’ mess. He was due to join Bomber Command but eventually became night fighters aircrew and joined 456 Squadron. Ken was stationed at RAF Ford.
Ken describes how he met his pilot. They initially shot down V-1s flying Mosquitoes. They went to northern France and did cross countries. Ken missed D-Day as he was training on Mark 10 radar at RAF Twinwood Farm. They did intruder raids. He describes going to Linz and Linz and their encounters with fighters. His squadron, along with another Mosquito squadron, were sent to the Channel Islands and was instrumental in the surrender German forces stationed there on 9th May 1945.
Ken was a recipient of Lady Ryder’s Dominion and Allied Services Hospitality Scheme and describes some of the hospitality and leisure pursuits he experienced.
After the war, Ken received the Legion of Honour.
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Julie Williams
Sally Coulter
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1945
456 Squadron
85 Squadron
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Anson
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Pippo
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RAF Ouston
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50 items. The collection concerns E J H Roberts DFC (408451 Royal Air Force) and contains maps, documents, news clippings and photographs. He flew operations as a bomb aimer with 61 Squadron.
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DAILY SKETCH, THURSDAY, JULY 27, 1944
500 Day Bombers Pound Vienna As Stuttgart Burns
From VICTOR LEWIS
‘Daily Sketch’ Air Correspondent
WHILE 500 American heavy bombers, flying from Italy, bombed military targets in Vienna in daylight yesterday, Stuttgart, the “Coventry of Germany,” still blazed from the impact of nearly 60,000 heavy fire-bombs dropped on the city by R.A.F. Bomber Command in two nights.
For the second night in succession Stuttgart, centre of precision engineering, was the target for Air Chief Marshal Harris’s renewed and mightier-than-ever onslaught on industrial Germany.
More than 27,000 heavy incendiaries were used, as well as a great load of high explosives, only 24 hours after a 2,000-ton attack.
So terrific was the raid that messages from Zurich last night said that it could be seen on the Swiss border 80 miles away, and that in Berne, 140 miles from Stuttgart, great detonations could be heard.
Fires were reported to be still burning in the city yesterday afternoon.
To carry out this raid the R.A.F. once again made an exceptionally deep penetration for this time of year. The flight was, I learn, even longer than the map suggests.
A direct route would have taken the bombers through too many heavily defended areas. To by-pass them the great armada began and ended its journey in daylight.
Though they were over enemy territory through almost all the hours of darkness losses were even lower than on the previous night.
Tank Works Smashed
From this huge attack, a Mosquito raid on Berlin with 4,000-pounders, more attacks on the flying-bomb launching sites in Northern France, minelaying and the bombing of a synthetic oil plant at Wanne-Eickel, in the Ruhr, 13 bombers are missing.
First reports on the previous day’s raid against the new Hermann Goering tank works at Linz, Austria, say that the works are out of commission.
Sixty five German planes were destroyed in fights over the target. Our losses were 26.
AMERICANS MAKE NEW BREAK-IN
Continued from Page 1, Col. 2
“On the Canadian and British sectors of the front there has been no more progress,” said Bill Downs in a C.B.S. broadcast.
“There is no secret that this attack has not progressed as fast as we would have liked, but there is no question of stopping the attack merely because enemy opposition is tough.”
The Second Army are hanging on to Verriers – where they threw back a strong counter-attack yesterday morning – and a position in the Tilly area, where the fighting is still confused.
The Germans continue to make sharp, small counter-thrusts, which are holding us up. Their main activity, however, is mortaring and shelling on an increasing scale.
The Luftwaffe are also showing more activity. Overnight the Caen area received one of the heaviest air attacks since the invasion.
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[reverse of above newspaper cutting, showing articles on Domestic goods to be released and the requirement of a Senior Minister to deal with all matters regarding Prisoners of War. There is also a cartoon]
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500 Day Bombers Pound Vienna as Stuttgart Burns
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A newspaper cutting with reports on USAAF and RAF operations. On the reverse is general news.
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1944-07
bombing
Goering, Hermann (1893-1946)
Harris, Arthur Travers (1892-1984)
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26 items. The collection relates to Sergeant Jim Auton MBE (1924 - 2020). He was badly injured when his 178 Squadron B-24 was hit by anti-aircraft fire during an operation from Italy. The collection contains an oral history interview and ten photographs.
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Auton, J
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On V.E. Day 1945 I and my three companions were unaware the war was over. We were forty miles south of Berlin, fleeing to freedom through a countryside littered with thousands of unburied German and Russian corpses. In retrospect it is hard to believe the world celebrated while this mass of grey, dead men lay there neglected. It is probable that because they had been killed during the last two weeks of the war, their wives, parents and children also celebrated, unaware of their loss.
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During the previous summer on Sunday, August 20th, 1944 at 2300 hours, from a height of 11,000 ft., an Italian-based Liberator Bomber of the RAF was shot down bombing the Herman Goering Panzer works at Linz in Austria. Out of a crew of seven, only I, jumping through a manually-operated bomb door, survived.
The aircraft, A for Apple, of 178 Squadron based near Foggia, was the sole aircraft the squadron could muster as a contribution to the combined RAF raid on Linz. This was because the previous Sunday 178 Squadron of Liberators, in the company of other RAF, Polish and South African Squadrons, flew from Brindisi in Southern Italy to Warsaw. The Warsaw uprising was in a desperate phase and from a height of 400 ft. we endeavoured to sustain the gallant Poles with parachuted supplies of guns and ammunition.
The operation was a disaster. Only five aircraft of 178 Squadron returned safely. Our Liberator had forty holes in it from the attacks of the ground-based German guns. At such a low altitude we had been an easy target. Other squadrons, including Polish and South African, had been completely wiped out. The pitiful remainder of 205 Group was grounded. Three days later the surviving aircrews assembled at Group Headquarters to hear the reasons.
Winston Churchill had personally ordered the operation to bolster the courage and determination of the Poles in Warsaw fighting the German army. Although it must be said the operation failed, nevertheless, messages of praise were read out from Winston Churchill, the free Polish Leader in London and many other wartime leaders and top brass. The Polish Leader even promised us Polish decorations. I never got mine and I don’t suppose any one else did. The meeting was quiet and broody. Somehow the acclamation did not compensate for the dreadful loss of aircrew lives.
That is why 178 Squadron could only supply one Liberator aircraft to join the attack at Linz. It was shot down, my six companions were killed and only I parachuted through the fire and came to rest in a tree.
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2.
I was captured at around six o’clock the next morning, making my way to the Swiss border. I was burnt, two ribs broken and wearing only one flying boot, as the other one had been lost during my descent. I don’t think my captors considered me a great threat.
Like all captured aircrews, I was sent to the central aircrew interrogation centre at Frankfurt am Mainz. I spent twenty-six days there in solitary confinement with no exercise, no washing, a starvation diet and threats. It was more difficult for the German Interrogators to milk information from a single prisoner with no fellow crewmen and not even a Squadron companion. I was in a position to be stubborn and had a long stay at Frankfurt, before they decided to turn me over to a prison camp.
Sometime in October I arrived at Stalag Luft VII in a place called Bankau in Poland, not far from the Czechoslovak border. It was good to be among other RAF prisoners, many of which I knew from previous training in Britain and South Africa.
During the next three months the Russian war machine rolled nearer and we could hear the fire of guns. One night the Russian airforce scattered a few light bombs on the camp, hurting no-one. During my war I was bombed and straffed by the German, Italian, British, American and Russian airforces. I must say, the one that scared me most was the RAF who dropped a twenty-thousand pound bomb near our prison camp at Potsdam. However, that was later.
On January 16th, 1945, fourteen hundred POWs left Bankau on a forced march to ‘safety’. More accurately, it was a forced trudge. The Russians were never far behind us. We crossed the Oder river and the German army blew up the bridge behind us.
We detoured, we zig-zagged through the snow and ice of the Silesian winter. The German guards ceased guarding, they were just part of a line of refugees from the Russian advance. The only difference was they ate and we starved.
Seven weeks later less than a thousand of the original force of fourteen hundred crawled into the international POW camp at Luckenwalde near Potsdam. At least four hundred had died of starvation, frostbite and sheer exhaustion, some had even wandered off to wait for the Russians and the winter to kill them. The Germans had not ill-treated us on the march, they had survival problems too. We were a skinny, weak and ill bunch of POWs when we reached Luckenwalde, having each lost, on average, about thirty pounds in weight.
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3.
Luckenwalde camp was situated about 20 kilometres from Potsdam. Here the Germans had assembled prisoners of all nations who had marched away from the Russian advance. There were French, Croats, Serbs, Norwegians, Poles, British, Americans and Russians. A good number of the guards were Russians who had changed sides and were in German uniforms. I think it should be realised before we condemn the Russians who changed sides, that by far the majority of so-called Russians had no knowledge of belonging to the great power we know as the USSR. They knew they were Ukrainians, Georgians or Mongols, but they didn’t know that they were Russians. Most of them were illiterate with no idea of national identity as we have in the West. A Ukrainian was just as foreign to a Mongol as, say, a German.
The conditions in Luckenwalde were appalling. With the thousands of prisoners held there they couldn’t be anything else. There was very little food and we existed in a state of semi-starvation. The Red Cross did manage to get in some parcels and one time sent five tons of Swiss cheese. God bless the Red Cross.
When I said we existed, I mean the Western POWs survived but not the Russian POWs. The USSR was not a party to the Geneva Convention, which lays down basic conditions for war prisoners. So the Russian POWs received no extras. They starved to death in hundreds on a diet of watery cabbage soup and an odd slice of hard black bread. They hid their dead so their German captors would not cut their rations. They were too weak to maintain cleanliness standards and the Russian compound stank of death decay.
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It happened on a sunny Sunday morning in April. It just happened. There were no shots, no drums, no bugles, no sounds of warning. A red-starred line of tanks and armoured cars bedecked with hard-bitten Russian soldiers, and even a few camp followers, drove into the camp. They just drove in! It took minutes to sink in. We were free. Our splendid Russian allies were here. The gallant liberators had arrived! We climbed all over their tanks, we shook their hands, we hugged them, we cried over them and we thought the war was over.
It must be said that the emotion was all on our side. These very tough, brave, very determined Russian tankmen did not waste time on back slapping. Maybe there was the odd smile, but they had a job to do. Taking no notice even to look for Germans, they made a quick search for arms. They found the Russian POW compound and their tanks battered the wire down. Shouting “On to Berlin” they distributed guns and ammunition to the Russian POWs and drove out of the camp. The newly-armed Russian prisoners scattered to the countryside to murder and loot. I don’t suppose they had the strength to rape.
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4.
The whole incident had lasted about half an hour, and when they had gone an unbelievable anti-climax set in. There were no Russians and no German guards, the flak towers were unmanned. No guns pointing, there was just us.
Well-trained minds recovered, meetings were held, a senior officer took charge of the camp. He happened to be British and a quick chain of command was established.
Around lunchtime a queue started to form at the camp gates and quickly grew into hundreds. They were a motely collection of German soldiers and civilians asking to be taken prisoner by the British and Americans. They did not want to fall into Russian hands, but we, wisely, did not let them in.
Three hours later a line of four German staff cars arrived carrying high-ranking German officers. With confident authority they announced that this was German territory, even though a Russian panzer spearhead had gone through. This would soon be dealt with. Meanwhile, we had broken the Geneva Convention by taking up arms as prisoners. In two hours the German army would return and for every weapon found, even a bayonet, fifty men would be shot. They left and we hurriedly buried the few weapons we had. The German army did not return.
As the evening drew in we returned to our huts. We were a mixture of elation, perplexity and a little down spirited. However, we had the luxury of a radio tuned into an American military station. The war news was good. The American advance was to stop at the Elbe. Nothing definite was known about the position of the Russians. One thing was clear to us – we were a long way east of the River Elbe.
We heard the first heavy gunfire at four o’clock that morning and the firing grew in crescendo and ferocity for four days and nights. Towards the end, shells were screaming over our camp. We just kept our heads down and waited. Despite being in the centre (or so it seemed) of a heavy battle, we had no casualties. The sound of battle passed to the north and when it became quieter the main Russian army came into view.
Somehow I was surprised at my first view of the all-conquering Red Army, they were more like a column from the first world war than an up-to-date fighting machine. There were armoured vehicles and a lot of American-manufactured trucks but much of it was horse-drawn. They came in slowly and rather scruffily, but there was a lot of them and these were the men who had fought from Stalingrad to within sight of Berlin.
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5.
Later, Russian officers and soldiers took charge of our prison camp. They made it clear that we were now under the jurisdiction of the Soviet Union and proved it by manning the flak towers and armed sentries patrolled the boundary wire.
We had a little more to eat, and more freedom within the camp. Our radios were confiscated and we were virtually prisoners again. We really had not expected to be treated this way by our gallant allies. All questions about our release received one answer: “We await orders from Moscow.”
Our depression and frustration was dramatically lifted on the third of May. Two American war correspondents drove into our camp. Somehow they were like the war correspondents one sees in the movies, full of easy confidence and not giving a fig for the Russian officers in charge. They spent two hours listening to our plight and with a cheery “So long guys, the army will soon get you out” they left. We had become accustomed to disappointment and I don’t think we were as confident as they were. Still it was good to know that the Americans would soon be aware of our existence.
Five days later, at ten o’clock in the morning, a great cheer went up as a convoy of American trucks drove into the camp. While the US officers conferred with the Russians, the drivers invited us to get aboard. Our particular driver was black, with a real southern accent; “Now pack up good and tight fellas. We gonna take you all and jest don’t bring a thing, we got plenty over there.”
We packed tight and we didn’t take a thing: Who wanted to take two blankets and a home-made frypan. And we waited. We waited for at least two hours until the US and Russian officers emerged, and it was obvious they were not on friendly terms. The American convoy commandant was very annoyed and was waving papers in front of the Red Army officer’s face. The argument, difficult with language differences, seemed to consist of American “What the Hells!” and impassive Russian “Niets”. After half an hour of this, matters took a serious turn and armed Russian soldiers began to surround the convoy. The American officers and drivers held a meeting and our driver came back and said we should get off the trucks. Nobody moved in our truck or any of the others. The officers argued again, the American throwing his arms up in frustration. An order from the Russian brought two soldiers to each vehicle with rifles at the ready, and they meant business.
The Americans told us that if the trucks did not return empty to the American lines the whole convoy would be interned. We nearly wept as we watched them drive out of the camp. Obviously, there had been no orders from Moscow.
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6.
Jock Nicol, Norman Capar, Pete Notton and I walked disconsolately back to our hut. Spurred by our deep disappointment, we decided to ‘go under the wire’ and we circled the camp boundary to find the weakest point. On one side the woods were only two-hundred yards from the fence and we found a spot where we could squirm under the barbed wire. Surreptitiously we examined the length of the patrol of the Russian perimeter guard. It was a much longer stretch than his German predecessor’s. The afternoon was warm and the guard looked less than alert. When he was fifty yards away with his back to us, we ducked under and ran for the woods. Shots were fired but we ran, and ran, and ran. After half an hour we stopped, weak legged and exhausted. We lay listening for sounds of pursuit, and the woods were quiet.
Jock Nicol and Norman Capar were the sort of men, that had one been fortunate enough to pick companions in adversity, one could not have picked better. Jock, a navigator from number five Bomber Command, was a fine man, he was physically strong and an absolutely dependable Scot. Norman Capar was a navigator in the Royal Canadian Airforce. He was six feet two inches in height, quiet, thoughtful and a stoic. I had first met Peter Notton three years earlier during our first aircrew training at Stratford on Avon. He was different from Jock and Norman. He was more mercurial, reckless, with a wide smile under blue eyes.
When we four recovered our breath we used the position of the sun to make our way westward through the narrow paths of the forest. Miles of firtrees glinted in the sunshine, covered with tons of window. Window was the name given to the small strips of foil dropped by allied airmen to confuse the German radar defence system. After the war, packets of window could be purchased to decorate the domestic Christmas tree. We had settled down to a steady pace when suddenly we saw three figures coming down the path to us, and we quickly ducked into the woods. So did they. We cautiously peered out again. So did they, and we advanced to each other. They were three German soldiers keeping clear of the Russians, and we were doing the same. We gave them a piece of chocolate and a cigarette each from our small store, shook their hands and wished them luck. None of us knew that the West were celebrating VE Day, but we had made our little peace,
We continued westwards through the firtrees, still listening for pursuit from the back, and alert for any movements ahead. The forest gradually gave way to heathland.
I cannot describe the first shock of seeing the crater of a dozen dead soldiers. It was so sudden we nearly stepped on them. They were so grey and so still. For a full minute we stared silently at them, almost expecting one of them to reach for a gun. I had seen corpses before, but somehow these, scattered in various immobile positions, appeared more dead than dead.
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7.
We pushed on wordlessly through corpses, some Russian, some German. The shock wore off and soon we didn’t even glance at the hundreds of dead bodies, as we trudged towards the evening sun, heading west.
By nightfall we calculated we were in the area of Belzig. We had not crossed a road or seen a building since leaving Luckenwalde. We took our night’s rest under some sheltering bushes and ate some chocolate and thirstily wished we had brought some water with us.
In the chilly dawn we were four cold, stiff and doleful men. The elation of escape had flopped. We walked on, but somehow we were more desperate and more careless than we had been the day before. In fact, we were almost pleased to hit a road, that yesterday we would have avoided. At five o’clock in the morning it was deserted and we made our way on it, heading west. Two hours later a battered old truck carrying vegetables stopped and our hearts sank as we saw it was driven by two Russian soldiers. They were both expressionless, as with signs pointing to the RAF insignia on our battledresses, we pointed westwards. We repeated the only Russian word we know. “Angliski, Angliski, Angliski.” Stabbing a thumb, one of them indicated the back of the truck. We sat among the swedes and cabbages and about an hour later we alighted in the town of Zerbst.
I speak German fairly well as a result of the efforts of a good teacher at the Riley High School in Hull. His name was Newton, and he knew how to make lazy boys learn. So I soon ascertained that the bridge over the River Elbe was some six kilometres from Zerbst. Nobody seemed concerned with us, and the nearness of our target put an extra spring in our steps as we made our way.
There it was, an iron bridge over a wide smooth river. There were a few buildings and some Russian soldiers walking around. Four guards were at our side of the bridge and we could see their American counterparts on the other side.
Walking unimpeded up to the sentries, we repeated our approach to the Red-Army truck drivers, pointing over the bridge and doing the “Angliski” bit. They watched us patiently but unmoved. At length, one making a sign for us to follow, led us to the Guard House. A young, tall Russian officer came, he could speak German and understood our predicament. He also made it quite clear that we were not crossing his bridge, and ordered us back to Zerbst where we would find a displaced-persons’ camp. Our pleadings were of no avail. I then told him we were hundgry [sic] and thirsty and this seemed to please him. He led us to a farm house that sounded like bedlam. In fact, it sounded like a dangerous bedlam with shouting and singing interrupted by rifle shots.
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8.
The officer spoke to a scruffy, fat man, dressed in jack boots, army trousers and a dirty, greasy vest, and left. We had found a friend, he put his very large arms around us and for a moment I thought I was going to get my first Russian kiss. Leading us into the farmyard, in Russian, he introduced us to fifteen or sixteen other scruffy men, dressed in trousers and vests. They seemed delighted that we had joined their party and proved it by thrusting bottles at us and firing shots in the air. It dawned on us that we had joined a bunch of drunken Russians having one hell of a celebration. Our fat friend, who spoke about a dozen words of English, and some German, frequently left us to stir a massive iron couldron [sic] in which floated several chickens cooking in a bubbling brown stock. We couldn’t take our starving eyes off it.
It didn’t take long for our weakened bodies to become as drunk as our hosts were. The cauldron stirrer became our particular chum and through him I learnt that the war was over and that this was a Red Army NCO’s party celebrating Russian VE Day. I learned later that the Russian VE Day is the day after the British and American VE Day.
Amid more drinking, more rifle fire, and the eating of chicken stew, our friend described, with difficulty, the good times the US and Russian soldiers had together before the bridge closed some days previously. I took the opportunity to raise our difficulty in crossing the bridge. He made a sign that our problem was solved, taking a rather soiled piece of notepaper, he wrote a message on it to give to the bridge guards. After more drinks, more hugs and handshakes we left the party to a loud fusillade of rifle shots.
Confidently we approached the bridge and handed our ‘pass’ to the guard, who looked rather puzzled as he read it, or maybe he couldn’t read. He led us to the same guard house and the same officer. As he read the piece of paper his face grew red with rage. I thought he was going to order our execution, but he pointed to the Zerbst road and we fled, and I really mean fled.
The trudge back to Zerbst was the most miserable of journeys and it was not made any better by two of us being violently sick on the way. Reaching the town we wandered around, lost and uncaring, but we were determined not to go back to Luckenwalde or any other Russian camp.
As we came to a large square in the City centre, we could believe in the sight of the large ornamental wrought-iron gates in front of us. We could believe in the four smartest Red Army soldiers we had ever seen, guarding the gate with fixed bayonets. We could believe the palace lying two-hundred yards along the drive from the gate. What we couldn’t believe was the line of about thirty armoured cars outside the palatial building. We couldn’t believe it because they were all wearing big American white stars.
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9.
We moved towards the gates and the guards made threatening moves with their bayonets. We stood respectfully ten feet away watching the US Army convoy, two khaki-clad figures moved around the armoured cars and we shouted “Yank, Yank, Yank” at the top of our voices. They heard us and even we could see from a distance they looked puzzled. However, they decided to investigate and walked uncertainly down the drive towards us. When they arrived at the gates the guards snapped to attention and we could see they were both US Army Majors. We still kept our distance, telling them our story through the gates.
They listened and then signalled to the guards that it was okay to let us in. The sentries looked very doubtful but they opened the gates. On the way to the cars the Americans explained that this was Marshal Koniev’s headquarters and that the American Commander from across the Elbe and his staff were here to celebrate Russian VE Day with the victorious Red Army Marshal.
We were told to get into two armoured cars, “Lie down, keep quiet; and for Chrissake [sic] keep your heads down.” We didn’t need to be told twice. After an hour one Major returned, leant over the car and dropped a bottle of whisky in our laps. Whisky was what we did not want, but the gesture was a thoughtful one. Time passed by and we heard a lot of movement. Peering through a crack in the armoured car we saw what appeared to be half the top brass of the Red and US Armies, lined up with Marshal Koniev in the centre. Cameras clicked and many photographs were taken. I have never seen one and would very much like to do so.
After more toasts, handshakes and back slapping, the Americans moved to their vehicles. The Major whom we knew, and a Colonel whom we didn’t know, climbed in with the driver. The senior officer, face flushed with either good drink or vexation, looked down at us; “What the hell?” The Major hurriedly explained, and this time the Colonel told us “for Chrissake [sic] keep your heads down.”
The convoy started up and we did as we were told. Sometime later we could hear that we were crossing a bridge, and after a few seconds a voice said, “You’re okay now.” We stood up and looked back at the Russian guards at the other end of the bridge. We gave them the ‘V’ sign and I am quite sure those impassive Ruskies could not understand the English colloquialism ‘up yours’.
A week later we were back in England. The other prisoners who had remained at Luckenwalde arrived in England eight weeks after us. They had returned via Odessa and the Middle East. I often wonder what would have happened to us had we gone to that displaced-persons’ camp in Zerbst, and when I hear “God Bless America”, I join in the singing.
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Memoirs of Des Matthews
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The author was shot down over Linz, Austria whilst bombing a Panzer works. The other six in his crew perished. He was taken to Dulag Luft at Frankfurt then Stalag Luft VII. In January his camp was evacuated and he joined the Long March to the west, ending up at Luckenwalde (Stalag 3A). In April the camp was overrun by Russians but they were kept as prisoners. An American convoy arrived to take them west but the Russians refused to release them. Together with three friends they escaped and worked their way west until stopped by a river. On VE day they were refused access across a bridge, held by the Russians at one end and the Americans at the other. After being fed and liquored by friendly Russians they met up with Americans in Zerbst. They were then smuggled across the bridge and freedom.
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Nine typed sheets
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eng
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BAutonJAutonJv10001,
BAutonJAutonJv10002,
BAutonJAutonJv10003,
BAutonJAutonJv10004,
BAutonJAutonJv10005,
BAutonJAutonJv10006,
BAutonJAutonJv10007,
BAutonJAutonJv10008,
BAutonJAutonJv10009
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Royal Air Force
Royal Air Force. Bomber Command
South African Air Force
Royal Canadian Air Force
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Germany--Berlin
Austria--Linz
Italy--Foggia
Italy--Brindisi
Poland--Warsaw
Germany--Luckenwalde
Germany--Zerbst
Great Britain
England--Hull
Europe--Elbe River
Germany
Italy
Poland
Austria
England--Yorkshire
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Des Matthews
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Tricia Marshall
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1945-05-08
178 Squadron
aircrew
B-24
Churchill, Winston (1874-1965)
Dulag Luft
escaping
evacuation
evading
navigator
prisoner of war
Red Cross
shot down
Stalag 3A
Stalag Luft 7
the long march
training
Warsaw airlift (4 August - 28 September 1944)
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McDermott, Colin
C McDermott
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IBCC Digital Archive
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2016-11-03
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McDermott, C
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87 items. The collection concerns Flight Lieutenant Colin McDermott (1119618 Royal Air Force). He served as an air gunnery instructor and flew operations as an air gunner with 98 Squadron. Contains his log book, papers and photographs and includes issues of 'Evidence in Camera'. <br /><br />The collection also contains albums of photographs from his training at <a href="https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/show/1696">Evanton</a> in 1943, taken during his service in <a href="https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/show/1699">Denmark </a>and some <a href="https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/show/1698">duplicate </a>photographs.<br /><br />The collection has been donated to the IBCC Digital Archive by Barbara Bury and catalogued by Barry Hunter.
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VOLUME 3 – NUMBER 9 – MAY 31st 1943
EVIDENCE IN CAMERA
[Sketch]
ISSUED BY AIR MINISTRY A.C.A.S. (I) MORGAN
FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY
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EVIDENCE IN CAMERA
1. This O.U.O. document may be issued to Officers’ Mess and Station Reference Libraries. (K.R.& A.C.I. 882, 2236(c), 2287).
2. The only legitimate use which may be made of official documents or information derived from them is for the furtherance of the public service in the performance of official duties.
3. The publication of official documents, information from them, reproduction of extracts or their use for personal controversy, or for any private or public purpose without due authority is a breach of official trust under the OFFICIAL SECRETS ACTS, 1911 and 1920, and will be dealt with accordingly. (K.R. & A.C.I. 1071, 1072, 2238).
4. Copies not required for record purposes should be disposed of as Secret Waste in accordance with A.M.O. A.411/41.
SEE FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS ON BACK OF COVER.
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[Sketch]
Scott.
“You never know who’s listening.”
193
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BOMB BURSTS ON KIEL SHIPBUILDING YARDS
[Photograph]
Liberator aircraft of U.S.B.C. flying over the smoke pall caused by the concentration of bomb bursts on and near the Shipbuilding Yards at KIEL (14.5.43). There are bursts on the workshops and slips of the Germania Yard and on the buildings of the Deutsche Werke Yard. The Police Barracks and Tramway Power House sustained hits in the concentration of bomb bursts (top left).
194
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[Photograph]
Later photographs showed that two 740 ton U-boats (A) had capsized in the submerged floating dock while a 380 ft. floating dock (B) was submerged and one wall completely destroyed. A direct hit was scored on a 1,600 ton U-boat (C) partly under netting. Damaged buildings in the Germania Yard included the Erecting and Testing Shop (D), Four covered slips (E), Shipwrights’ sheds (F), Straightening and tracing out sheds (G), Boiler House (H), Boiler Shop (I), Brass and Iron Foundries (J),. Timber Stores and Saw Mill (K). Some of the damage at the southern end of the Deutsche Werke AG. is indicated (arrows).
195
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FORMER AVIONS POTEZ AIRCRAFT FACTORY, MEAULTE, WRECKED
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
The S.N.C.A. du Nord (formerly Avions Potez) Factory at MEAULTE was severely damaged in a daylight attack by fighter escorted Fortresses of U.S.B.C. (13.5.43). Smoke from bomb bursts envelopes the target in this high oblique photograph. INSET: Three Fortress aircraft passing over the target at another stage of the attack. This smaller photograph may be plotted with that on the next page.
196
[page break]
[Photograph]
Severe damage was caused over an extensive area to buildings under camouflage netting (A). (See Pages 64 and 65, Vol. I, No. 2.) A four-bay stores building (B) received a direct hit, the main assembly shops (C) were damaged by blast and there were more direct hits on sub-assembly shops (D). Three-quarters of the hangars (E) were wrecked, one wing of the experimental shops was shattered and two wings damaged. A 375 ft. long building (G) was almost completely demolished, the transport garage (H), previously damaged, has only parts of the walls and roof framework remaining, while other buildings were damaged.
197
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PILLAR OF RAILWAY BRIDGE SWEPT AWAY
[Photograph]
When the flood from the Moehne [sic] Lake swept through the Dam breached by the R.A.F. (17.5.43) and along the Ruhr Valley, one of the pillars of this railway bridge at HERDECKE was carried away. Two tracks are suspended for a distance of about 30 yards. The bridge, approximately 30 miles in a direct line from the Dam, carried traffic between Dortmund and Hagen. The height which the flooding reached on each side of the valley is clearly evident.
198
[page break]
[Photograph]
The marshalling yard at DAHLHAUSEN was still flooded two days after the attack while scores of houses are still under water and a small factory (arrow) is partly inundated.
[Photograph]
The approach to the bridge and part of the road (A) at SCHWERTE were still flooded on 19.5.43. The railway embankment (B) is washed away over a length of 200 yards and an embankment (C) of filter beds for local water supply is destroyed.
199
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BALLOONS FLYING OVER SORPE DAM
[photograph]
Repair work and clearance of the road over the damaged crown of the SORPE DAM were seen in progress two days after the attack. Balloons had been brought to the dam. Thirteen were flying at medium altitude and seven were bedded down when this photograph was taken.
200
[page break]
HELIGOLAND AND DUNE ISLANDS BOMBED
[Photograph]
Bombs were dropped on the islands of HELIGOLAND and DUNE when aircraft of U.S.B.C. made an attack on 15.5.43. The main weight of the attack fell on Heligoland where bursts (A) were photographed on and around the Barracks and Artillery Depot. At the same time, bombs were exploding (B) on the airfield at Dune, in and around the small harbour (C) and straddling the aircraft shelters (D). Later in the attack bombs were dropped into the U-boat Harbour (E) and on or very close to the East Mole (F).
201
[page break]
“M” CLASS MINESWEEPERS
[Photograph]
Three “M” Class Minesweepers (216 ft.) leaving LA PALLICE. The vessel (A) is proceeding at approximately 13 knots. The wreck (B) is that of the French liner CHAMPLAIN, while there is a trawler type auxiliary (C).
202
[page break]
[Photograph]
Another “M” Class Minesweeper (A) leaving the Outer Port at LA PALLICE. There is a Möewe Class torpedo boat (B) in the smaller dry dock and a Sperrbrecher (440 ft.) (C) in the larger dry dock. A new lock (D), to the Wet Basin and U-Boat Shelters, is being constructed parallel to the existing dock. Part of the lock is roofed over (E).
203
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[Photograph]
KNOW YOUR PORTS – NAPLES
An important commercial Port, NAPLES is also used by all units of the Italian Fleet. It has considerable repair facilities and extensive quay space.
204 & 205
[page break]
CAMOUFLAGED LANDMARKS, STUTTGART
[Photograph]
Before camouflage the oval lake in the Theater Platz (A), the quadrangle of the Neues Schloss (B) and the Exhibition Hall (C) were conspicuous landmarks in STUTTGART. The main railway station is at (D).
206
[page break]
[Photograph]
STUTTGART. The lake has been covered over with material on framework and a dummy path painted across it (A). Clusters of dummy bushes are combined with paint to simulate gardens in the quadrangle (B), while the dome of the Exhibition Hall has been disruptively painted (C). The roof covering the Station platforms (D) was burned out in the attack of 22/23.11.42.
207
[page break]
JUNKERS 88
The Ju 88 is used in greater numbers than any other type of German aircraft.
[Photograph]
Above: Many Ju 88s and an He III (arrow) at TOURS/PARCAY-MESLAY.
[Photograph]
Left: Ju 88s near refuelling points at AALBORG/WEST.
Below: Ju 88s showing conspicuously against the uncamouflaged tarmacs at HORSCHING in Austria.
[Photograph]
208
[page break]
DORNIER FLYING-BOATS
The Do 18 and the Do 24, which have been largely replaced by the Bv 138 for long range reconnaissance, are now often used for Sea Rescue work.
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
Top: Two Do 18s, near the large gantry crane for transporting aircraft, at NORDERNEY.
Centre: Three Do 24s at their moorings.
Left: A Do 24 in flight over the seaplane station at CHERBOURG/CHANTEREYNE.
209
[page break]
CAPTURED ENEMY EQUIPMENT IN THE MIDDLE EAST
[Photograph]
Captured German and Italian tanks and armoured vehicles, many of which are damaged, at a British Depot in the Middle East. (A) End-loading railway platform. (B) Italian M 13/40s. (C) One Pz Kw IV (damaged). (D) Pz Kw IIIs. (E) Pz Kw IIs. (F) Pz Kw Is. (G) Italian CV IIIs. (Unless otherwise stated the equipment is German).
210
[page break]
[Photograph]
A vertical view of the group of vehicles seen in the right foreground of the oblique photograph on the previous page. (A) Wheel-cum-track armoured observation vehicles. (B) Eight-wheeled armoured cars. (C) Four-wheeled armoured cars. (D) Medium armoured troop carriers. (E) Medium semi-tracked tractors. (F) Light semi-tracked tractors, some with A.A. mounting and one with hood up. (G) Italian wheeled trucks mounting a 75/27 A.A. gun.
211
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GERMAN EIGHT-WHEELED ARMOURED CAR
These oblique photographs show a damaged German eight-wheeled armoured car and a German troop carrier. The moving tank in the photograph below is a Pz Kw II.
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
212
[page break]
Close-up photographs of the German eight-wheeled armoured car with its turret gun removed.
A vertical view of this type of armoured car is shown on page 211 (annotation B).
[Photograph]
Three-quarter front view.
[Photograph]
Three-quarter rear view.
The armoured car as it would probably be seen under operational conditions. The conspicuous overhead frame aerial shown here, although common, is not fitted to all eight-wheeled armoured cars.
[Photograph]
213
[page break]
DAMAGE CLEARANCE AT ROSTOCK
Damage clearance which has taken place in the old walled town of ROSTOCK reveals more than ever the extensive nature of the damage caused by the major attacks on four successive nights in April, 1942.
[Photograph]
[Photograph]
The upper photograph is of part of ROSTOCK before the attacks while that on the right shows the same area of the old town burning after the last big attack (26/27.4.42.)
The photograph on the next page, taken a year after the attacks, indicates the extent of the damage clearance. St. Marien Church (A) and the Market Square (B) can be identified in each photograph.
214
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[Photograph]
Over 70 per cent. of the buildings in the old town, which include the main shopping and business centre, public buildings, etc., have been destroyed or seriously damaged. Little attention has been paid to buildings damaged beyond the scope of simple repairs but vast areas have been cleared to make them safe by demolition of the standing walls. Few areas have been cleared in preparation for immediate new building operations.
215
[page break]
PROBLEM PICTURE
[Photograph]
WHAT IS THIS?
Answer at Foot of This Page
ANSWER TO PROBLEM PICTURE ABOVE.
[Text upside down in original] Bombing Range near RECHLIN.
216
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(4240), 51-9832, 2900, 31/5/43, 45.246.
C. & E. LAYTON LTD, London, E.C.4.
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EVIDENCE IN CAMERA
This weekly document will consist of a collection of illustrations varying in number in each issue according to the quantity of material of sufficient interest and suitable for reproduction that is received.
2. Requests for material to be included in this document should be submitted to Command Headquarters, who, after consideration, will submit them to Air Ministry, A.D.I.(Ph.). Any useful suggestions as regards contents will receive full consideration and will be welcomed.
3. Distribution is carried out by Air Ministry (A.I. I) and any requests for fewer or additional copies must be made through Group Headquarters who will ensure the maximum possible economy.
4. Under no circumstances must any of the illustrations be reproduced by Units in the British Isles. Further copies can be printed from the existing blocks and independent photographic reproduction would be a waste of material and labour to the detriment of the National War Effort.
5. The distribution of photographs to the general public is carried out through the Press who are supplied with photographs which have been specially selected for their general interest and have been published after careful consideration by the Security Branch and by the Ministry of Information; it is therefore unnecessary as well as undesirable to communicate any of the contents of this document, either directly or by discussion in public places, to persons not enjoying the privilege of serving in H.M. Forces.
6. The document has not been officially graded as Secret or Confidential in order that the widest distribution may be given, but Commanding Officers should use their discretion to ensure that the appropriate information is available only to those whose work will benefit.
7. The necessity for security cannot be over emphasised, for although this document is not marked Secret some of its contents may occasionally be of value to the enemy. Every care must be taken to prevent such information being disclosed.
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Evidence in Camera Vol 3 No 9
Description
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A magazine of aerial photographs covering bombing of Kiel shipyards, the Potez aircraft factory, flooding after the Moehne dam was breached, repairs to the Sorpe dam, bombing of Heligoland and Dune, the port of La Pallice, the port of Naples, damage at Stuttgart station, Ju 88 and Dornier flying boats, captured enemy equipment in the Middle East, a German eight-wheeled armoured car, bomb damage at Rostok and a mystery picture to identify.
Date
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1943-05-31
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28 page booklet
Language
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eng
Type
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Photograph
Text
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MMcDermottC1119618-161216-07
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Royal Air Force
Royal Air Force. Bomber Command
United States Army Air Force
Spatial Coverage
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Germany--Kiel
France--Méaulte
Germany--Herdecke
Germany--Schwerte
Germany--Sorpe Dam
France--La Pallice
Italy--Naples
Germany--Stuttgart
France--Tours
Austria--Linz
Germany--Norderney
France--Cherbourg
Germany--Rostock
Germany--Rechlin
Germany--Helgoland
Italy
France
Germany--Möhne River Dam
Germany
Denmark
Austria
Germany--Ruhr (Region)
Denmark--Ålborg
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IBCC Digital Archive
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This content is available under a CC BY-NC 4.0 International license (Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0). It has been published ‘as is’ and may contain inaccuracies or culturally inappropriate references that do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of the University of Lincoln or the International Bomber Command Centre. For more information, visit https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ and https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/legal.
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Great Britain. Air Ministry
Temporal Coverage
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1943
Contributor
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Angela Gaffney
aerial photograph
B-17
bombing
Do 18
Do 24
Eder Möhne and Sorpe operation (16–17 May 1943)
He 111
Ju 88
reconnaissance photograph
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https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/files/original/2198/40560/SAnkersonR[Ser -DoB]v10006.pdf
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Royal Air Force ex-Prisoner of War Association
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97 items. The collection concerns Royal Air Force ex-Prisoner of War Association and contains items including drawings by the artist Ley Kenyon.
The collection has been loaned to the IBCC Digital Archive for digitisation by Robert Ankerson and catalogued by Barry Hunter.
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2018-01-29
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IBCC Digital Archive
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RAF ex POW As Collection
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Pilot Officer Scheidhauer - The Forced Landing and "The Great Escape"
Description
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A memoir of Bernard Scheidauer who was shot down over France but crashed on Jersey. He was a prisoner at Stalag Luft 3 and was involved in the tunnels used during The Great Escape.
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Ian Le Sueur
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Germany--Landau in der Pfalz
Morocco
France--Alsace Region
France--Lorraine
France--Brest
France--Douarnenez
Great Britain
Wales--Milford Haven
England--Liverpool
England--Camberley
Canada
France--Dieppe
England--Kent
France--Somme
England--Shoreham-by-Sea
France--Normandy
France--Bayeux
Germany
Switzerland
France--Paris
France--Metz
Germany--Saarbrücken
Austria--Linz
Germany--Frankfurt am Main
Czech Republic
Slovakia
Poland--Żagań
Poland
Poland--Wrocław
Great Britain Miscellaneous Island Dependencies--Jersey
Coverage
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Royal Air Force
Royal Air Force. Fighter Command
Language
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eng
Type
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Text
Text. Personal research
Format
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Six printed sheets
Identifier
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SAnkersonR[Ser#-DoB]v10006
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Pending text-based transcription
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This content is available under a CC BY-NC 4.0 International license (Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0). It has been published ‘as is’ and may contain inaccuracies or culturally inappropriate references that do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of the University of Lincoln or the International Bomber Command Centre. For more information, visit https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/4.0/ and https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/legal.
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IBCC Digital Archive
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1944-03-24
1944-03-25
601 Squadron
aircrew
bale out
escaping
evading
Hurricane
Lancaster
Me 110
memorial
pilot
prisoner of war
Spitfire
sport
Stalag Luft 3
Walrus
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Simonsohn, Wilhelm
W Simonsohn
Subject
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World War (1939-1945)
Fighter planes
Bombing, Aerial
Description
An account of the resource
One oral history interview with Wilhelm Simonsohn (b. 1919), a Luftwaffe pilot.
The collection was catalogued by IBCC Digital Archive staff.
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IBCC Digital Archive
Date
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2017-04-08
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PS: Dieses Interview wird für das International Bomber Command Center durchgeführt. Der Interviewer ist Peter Schulze, der Befragte ist Herr Wilhelm Simonsohn. Heute ist der 4 Juli, 4 August 2017. Wir danken Herrn Simonsohn für die Erlaubnis, ihn interview zu dürfen. Ihr aufgezeichnetes Interview wird Teil des Digitalem Archiv des International Bomber Command Centre werden, das von der Universität Lincoln im Auftrag des IBCC verwaltet und vom Heritage Lottery Fund unterstützt wird. Ihr Interview wird als eine öffentlich zugängliche Quelle aufbewahrt, die für Forschung, Erziehung, online und in Ausstellungen verwendet werden kann. Das Ziel dieses Abkommens ist dafür zu sorgen dass ihr Beitrag dem IBCC Digitalem Archiv hinzugefügt wird, in Übereinstimmung mit ihren Wünschen. Dieser Vertrag ist zwischen der Universität Lincoln („Die Universität“) und den befragten („Sie“) enstanden. Ich, also, wieder noch einmal die drei Fragen. Ich, der Befragte, bestätige dass ich meine Zustimmung zur Aufnahme gegeben habe und das ich hiermit der Universität alle die Urheberrechte für die Verwendung in allen Medien gebe. Ich verstehe dass es nicht meinen moralischen Anspruch beeinträchtigen wird, als Darsteller identifiziert zu werden, dem Urheber, Design und Patentsgesetz 1988 gemäß. Ja oder nein?
WS: Ja.
PS: Danke.
WS: Bitte. So, und jetzt zur Sache.
PS: Nein warte, warten sie bitte. Bitte um Verzeihung.
WS: [unclear]
PS: Nein da sind noch die anderen beiden Fragen. Ich stimme zu, dass mein Name öffentlich mit diesem Interview verbunden wird, aber verstehe dass alle die anderen persönlichen Angaben unter streng vertraulichen Bedingungen gespeichert und nicht an Dritte weitergegeben werden. Ja oder nein?
WS: Ja.
PS: Ich erlaube dass mein Interview online zugänglich gemacht wird. Ja oder nein?
WS: Ja.
PS: Dieses Abkommen wird dem Englischen Gesetz und der Zuständigkeit der Englischen Gerichte unterlegen sein und ihnen ausgelegt sein. So, ehm, ich kann jetzt zu den Fragen kommen.
WS: Ja.
PS: Also, ehm, ich wollte gerne, wir möchten gerne noch etwas zu ihrer Familie wissen, und zu ihren Jüdischen Eltern, also zu ihrem Haushalt wissen.
WS: Ich wurde als, mit zwei Jahren von Eltern adoptiert bei denen der männliche Teil aber ein Jude war. Ich habe ja auch noch einen Jüdischen Namen. Ich habe ab zwei Jahre alt, meine richtigen Eltern habe ich praktisch nie kennengelernt. Ich kenne also nur meine Adoptiveltern, wenn ich von Eltern spreche meine ich [unclear] den diese. Und mein Adoptivvater war ein Jude wenn auch kirchlich getauft und Deutsch nationaler-politischer Gesinnung. Das war’s.
PS: Können sie mir noch ein bisschen mehr erzählen, ich meine wie, wie sich, sagen wir die Geschehnisse.
WS: Ja also, mein Vater war Seeman, der fuhr zur See auf dem P-Linern der Reederei Laiesz. Da kommt jetzt in diesen Tagen aus den USA die Peking nach Hamburg, das ist einer von diesen sogenannten P-Linern der Reederei Laiesz, grosse Seegelschiffe die Salpeter von Iquique von Chile nach Hamburg gebracht haben. Auf diesen P-Linern ist mein Vater gefahren. Er war vor dem ersten Weltkrieg war er an Bord dieser Schiffe. Er hatt sich dann nach dem Ersten Weltkrieg hier niedergelassen in Altona bei Hamburg, also ein Stadtteil von Hamburg jetzt, mit einer Kohlenhandlung. Wir hatten ein Geschäft mit zwei [unclear] und Arbeitsmännern und es ging uns finanziell ging dieser Familie, deren amtliches Kind ja ich geblieben bin da meine Eltern aus biologischen Gründen selbst keine Kinder haben konnten, bin ich in gutbürgerlichen Verhältnissen hier in Hamburg aufgewachsen. Ich habe ein Gymnasium besucht aber nach 1933 ging es dann wirtschaftlich mit uns gleich ab [unclear] das Geschäft meines Vaters boicottiert wurde. Er war ja Jude. Und 1935 waren wir dann wir [unclear] Familie, waren wir finanziell am Ende. Mein Vater, Deutsch-national gesind, wollte nicht auswandern. Er glaubte Hitler sei nur eine kurze Episode und das ginge denn bald vorüber, er dachte nie dann an auswandern. Ich selbst war in der Yachtschule in Blankenese, ein Vorort auch wieder von Hamburg, als junger, als 11, 12, 13, 14jähriger und wir wurden 1934 en block, also die ganzen Jungs in der Yachtschule, in die Hitler-Jugend überführt. Und erst 1935 erfuhr ich das meine Eltern nicht meine leiblichen Eltern sind, sondern meine Adoptiveltern. Das kam dadurch das einer der Jungs bei einem Streit mir den Vorwurf macht: ‘Du bist ja ein Judenlümmel!’ und daraufhin habe ich meinen Vater [unclear] angesprochen und in der Tat hatt sich denn herausgestellt das meine Eltern nicht meine leiblichen Eltern waren. Ich selbst bin dann später eingezogen worden zum Reichsarbeitsdienst 1938 und dann im Herbst 1938 wurde ich zur Wehrmacht eingezogen. Bis dahin also mein Schicksal im Rahmen dieser Familie. Reicht ihnen das jetzt mal?
PS: Ich wollte noch ein Moment wissen was eben nachher mit ihrem Vater passiert ist, wie sich das dann eben.
WS: Ja, ich war im Herbst 1938, im November, drei Tage Soldat, es war also der 3-4 November 1938, da bekam ich dann ein Telegramm von meiner Mutter in dem drin stand, sie hätten, sie, die SS oder wehr, hätten Papa abgeholt. Da war mein Vater an diesem ersten November 1938 tatsächlich von der Gestapo abgeholt worden und [unclear] wurde gebracht in das Konzentrationslager Oranienburg-Sachsenhausen bei Berlin. Mit diesem Telegramm bin ich zu meinem Kompanieschef gegangen und habe um drei Tage Sonderurlaub gebeten, der wurde mir auch gewilligt und ich konnte nach Hause fahren, meine Mutter trösten und habe einen Brief geschrieben an den Gauleiter Kaufmann hier in Hamburg, das ist die höchste politische Instanz gewesen für mich und gerade mit diesem Brief in dem Büro des Gauleiters der mich selbst nicht empfing aber einer seiner Mitarbeiter und nun konnte ich mein Interventionsschreiben ihm übergeben in dem ich aufgeführt hatte welche Deutsch, welche positive Deutsche nationale Gesinnung mein Vater hatte und das er auch im Ersten Weltkrieg Kriegsteilnehmer war und 1935 dafür sogar, und das ist geradezu Paradox, noch im Namen des Führers und Reichskanzlers ein Orden bekommen hat, ein Orden [unclear] noch für Kriegsteilnehmer des Ersten Weltkrieges. Das muss man sich bitte einmal vorstellen, in dem Jahr nämlich 1935 bin ich aus der Hitlerjugend ausgetreten, wir mussten unsere Wohnung verlassen und aus [unclear] Gründen, wir mussten umziehen in ärmliche Verhältnisse, ich musste das Gymnasium verlassen weil wir das Schulgeld nicht bezahlen konnten und mein Vater wurde hier noch als Matrose, obwohl er Nautiker war, bei einer Jüdischen Reederei noch einigezeit [unclear]. Uns ging es dann wirtschaftlich ganz schlecht in dieser Zeit zwischen 1935, November zwischen ‚35 und ’38. Mein Vater ist dann etwa fünf Wochen später nämlich um Weihnachten herum aus’m Konzentrationslager entlassen worden, er kam dann wieder nachhause aber in diese ärmliche Wohnung und er war dann aber seelisch zusammengebrochen. Er hatte keine [unclear] mehr und ist ein Jahr später zuhause, nämlich im Dezember 1939 verstorben. Ich war dann inzwischen also Soldat geworden. Die Geschichte meines Soldatenseins die haben ich ihnen ja glaub ich schon einmal vorgetragen. Hier ist das.
PS: Ja, ich habe dann noch andere drei Fragen für sie.
WS: Ja bitte.
PS: Die erste ist, hat mit dem Episode bei der sie abgeschossen worden sind, am 11-12 mai 1944.
WS: Ja?
PS: Wenn sie mir das ein bisschen besser erzählen konnen, mit ein Paar Einzelheiten.
WS: Ja, wir sind abends von Köln und zwar nach [unclear] um 10 Uhr etwa mit einer Junkers 88, das ist eine zweimotorige Maschine die es auch in einer Nachtjagd Version gab mit Suchgeräten also [unclear]Geräten ausgestattet und entsprechend bewaffnet. Mit [unclear] Brussel – Kanalküste in dieser Nacht mit Einflügen zu rechnen ist und zwar mit Einflügen der Briten mit vorwiegend Halifax und Lancaster, Lancaster vor allen Dingen, die in dem Raum Brüssel-Leopold [unclear] Bomben werfen würden auf Eisenbahnknotenpunkte, das ganze war warscheinlich schon im Vorfeld der Invasion so gedacht das unser Nachschub gestört werden sollte. In diesem Raum zwischen Brüssel und der Kanalküste bin ich dann hin und her geflogen und warscheinlich, in etwa zwischen fünf und sechs tausen Meter höhe, und warscheinlich bei dieser Gelegenheit in einer Richtung und auch zu lange das war also der Grund das mich eine Mosquito in ihrem Funkbordgerät aufnahm, mich verfolgte ohne das ich es wusste, mit meiner Besatzung, wir waren Flugzeugführer, Funker und Mechaniker. Die schossen dann eine Salve von unten nach oben in mein linkes Triebwerk, in den linken Motor und der brannte sofort, das war eine richtige Stichflamme, wir gerieten ins Truddeln, wir sind alle drei aber durch die Bodenlucke ausgestiegen und mit Fallschirm unten gelandet, ein bisschen [unclear] aber doch lebend runtergekommen und sind dann in Brussel-Evere das [unclear] unser Flugplatz [unclear] quasi hingebracht. Das war noch die erweiterte Geschichte meines Abschusses und, aber das ist das bemerkenswerte und da will ich sie bitten wenn sie mich mal in Hamburg besuchen mich daran zu erinnern. Ich habe hier im Flur liegen von einem Holländischen Historiker ist das vollbracht worden die Abschussgeschichte [unclear] Report dieser Mosquitobesatzung habe ich hier in Englisch, die mich damals abgeschossen hat. Und wir waren, meine Frau und ich, wir waren 1980 glaube ich, auf Grund dieser Unterlagen hatten wir Kontakt noch mit einer Witwe die Mosquito [unclear] Flugzeugführer und Navigator und mit der Witwe des Navigators, ein Mike Allen, der war inzwischen verstorben, haben meine Frau und ich in Plymouth noch einen Nachmittag verbracht bei einem sehr guten Gespräch. Das ist wohl die Geschichte meines Abschusses.
PS: Ja, dann noch eine Frage zum, zu dem Thema, sie haben gesagt das als sie flogen, da zielten sie auf die Motoren und nicht auf die Besatzungen.
WS: Ja, es war ja unsere Absichten die Maschinen abzuschiessen und sie daran zu hindern, das ist ja die Logik eines solchen Krieges, darann zu hindern das diese Engländer, diese bösen Briten, bösen [unclear] wenn die unsere Städte zerbombten und in Brand warfen und wir griffen nachts in der Regel ja von unten nach oben an. Wir hatten zwei 2cm Kannonen die schräg nach oben schossen, weil man nachts wenn die Erde dunkel ist von unten nach oben besser sieht [unclear] als von oben nach unten. Da wurde also [unclear] angegriffen und wenn man die [unclear] erkannte überall, die Lancaster hatte ja so eine Spannweite von etwa [unclear] meter wenn man die also erkannte [unclear], dann schoss man auf eine der beiden Tragflächen, wo die Triebwerke sassen, die Lancaster hatte ja vier Triebwerke, auf jeder Seite zwei und [unclear] auf diese [unclear] da schoss man [unclear] war wieder nicht, [unclear] herunter, und [unclear] auch am schnellsten, dass die Besatzung dann eventuell da noch heraus kam, [unclear] noch eine Chance [unclear] oder was abgeschossen wurden. Und auf die Art und Wiese habe ich ja diesen Peter Hinchliffe von den ich schon mal sprach, aus Canterbury haben wir mal kennengelernt bei einem Fliegertreffen das war also einer der, ein Navigator eines Halifax-bombers der ich glaube 1942 war das, [unclear] Köln abgeschossen wurde und am Fallschirm heil unten ankam. Den Namen von Peter Hinchliffe hatte ich ihnen schon genannt.
PS: Ja. Ich habe dann noch genauer gesagt zwei Fragen für sie und dann möchte ich sie nicht länger.
WS: Ja, bitte.
PS: Das erste hatt mit ihrer Gefangenschaft bei den Amerikanern zu tun. Wenn sie mir dass ein bisschen so erzählen können, Einzelheiten wenn sie noch..
WS: Ach ja, das, [laughs] das ist eine Sache für sich. Ich wurde versetzt im Herbst ‚44 im Osten, ich war noch bei der Nachtjagd, zwar in einer Nachtjagdeinheit die die letzten Kriegsmonate und Wochen in Wiener Neustadt und genau in Linz stationiert war. Also ein Gebiet das in April bereits zu Österreich gehöre, wir nannten das ja noch Ostmark, bereits weitgehend von Amerikanern besetzt war. Die Amerikaner kamen von Salzburg im Süden, sie kamen von Passau im Westen und die Russen kamen [unclear] von Wien St. Pölten an die Enns. Der Fluss Enns, der Fluss zwischen Linz und Steyr war die zwischen Amerikaner und Russen vereinbarte Demarkationslinie in Österreich in der damaligen Zeit. Und wir waren mit einer Einheit die hatten noch zwölf Maschinen oder elf Maschinen in Linz und es kam ein Befehl der Luftwaffe, das war ein General Feldmarschal von Greim, der letzte Oberbefehlshaber der Luftwaffe, der sämmtliche Kurierflugzeuge, das sind die [unclear] sogenannten „Fieseler Störche“. Jede unserer Gruppen hatte [unclear] ein Fieseler Storch und diese Fieseler Störche sollten an einen Ort Niederlindach zusammengesetzt werden aus welchen Gründen auch immer und ich war noch [unclear] fuhrer denn ich bekam von meinem Chef Major Zorner den Auftrag mit meinen Fieseler Storch zu einem bestimmten Ort zu fliegen und an diesem Ort, Niederlindach hiess der, habe ich [unclear] gefunden, das ein Sammelplatz sein sollte für die Fieseler Störche. Meine Frau hatte einen Arbeits[unclear]lager in Bregenz am Bodensee und da kamen die Franzosen und sie war schon einige Tage bei mir und ich konnte sie in diesen Fiesel Storch mit an Bord nehmen und so flogen wir beide am 3 Mai ’45, also fünf Tage vor der offiziellen Kapitulation, an einem Dorf bei Steyr bei einem Bauer auf der Wiese mit diesem Fieseler Storch gelandet und so habe ich den Krieg auf eine Lichtung beendet. Am 8 Mai, am 7 Mai kamen die Amerikaner und ich war ja dann inzwischen im Zivil und die Amerikaner haben alle Männer zwischen zwanzig und vierzig etwa dann nach einigen Tagen einkassiert und wir mussten in ein Gefangenenlager marschieren. Dieser Fussmarsch passierte dann auch in der Dämmerung und da bin ich den weggelaufen, da bin ich also entflohen und bin dann gezielt in das Dorf und habe einige Nächte dort im Wald neben den übernachtet. Und nun kommt etwas ganz interessantes. Die Amerikaner hatten offenbar in dieser Gegend logistische Probleme weil die Demarkationslinie, der Fluss Enss zwischen Linz und Steyr eben die Grenze war, die die Amerikaner auf der einen Seite und die Russen auf der anderen Seite nicht überschreiten durften, eben als Demarkationslinie. Das führte dazu das auf der Österreichischen, also auf der Amerikanischen Seite, der Verkehr sich derartig stark verdichtet hatte, mit Panzern und sonstigen Fahrzeugen, das die Amerikaner in dieser Gegend froh waren, jedem Soldaten den sie da aufgabelten die natürlich auch alle schon zivil anhatten, Deutsche Soldaten in ein [unclear]Entlassungslager zu führen, das heisst im Steyr gab es eine Einrichtung wo die Ex-soldaten hingehen konnten und sie wurden, wenn die nicht mehr SS waren, dort entlassen. Sie bekamen eine „D 2-Schein“ das ist dieser berühmte Entlassungsschein. Man wurde untersucht ob man nicht der SS angehört hatte, die hatten ja so eine Tattowierung, man wurde untersucht das man keine Kopfläuse hatte und so weiter und am Ende der Prozedur war man denn entlassen. So bin ich auf diese Art und Weise von den Amerikanern später sogar offiziell entlassen worden. Und konnte dann später, da gab es ja noch einige Umstände, konnte dann später in etwa ende Juli, Anfang August mit meiner Frau auf abenteurlichen Wegen nach Hause fahren. Meine Frau ist in [unclear] zu hause und ich bin in Hamburg zu hause und ich konnte also auch meine Mutter denn im August in meine Arme schliessen und habe am ersten November ‚45, am ersten November ‚45, mein Frau denn also geheiratet. Das ist die Geschichte meiner Gefangenschaft.
PS: Ich fand den letzten Teil sehr rührend, muss ich sagen.
WS: Ich habe sehr viel Glück gehabt.
PS: Ja.
WS: Und Österreich war offenbar bei den Amerikanern irgendwie anders behandelt als das, als im übrigen Deutschen Reich weil Österreich ja mal als [unclear] von Hitler einverleibt wurde und man hat sich den Österreichischen Bevölkerung gegenüber warscheinlich etwas tolleranter verhalten als der übrigen Deutschen Bevölkerung und davon habe ich profitiert weil die Amerikaner ja keine Ahnung hatten das ich ein Hamburger bin und kein Österreicher.
PS: Interessant. Ich habe jetzt nur noch eine Frage für sie.
WS: Ja bitte.
PS: Ehm, es hat, es geht ein bisschen zurück auf das was ich sie das letzte mal gefragt hatte, aber es das war eben um das zu stärken. Über ihre pazifistische Einstellung nach dem Krieg. Das sie mir das noch ein bisschen wieder mal ein bisschen erzählen. Und ihre Einstellung zu den Briten.
WS: Ich bin nach hause gekommen, das sagte ich ja vorher schon, und das Gefühl, das [unclear] Gefühl das wir damals hatten, das war weit verbreitet, war ein Gefühl der Erleichterung, ein Gefühl der Erleichterung weil der Krieg nun zu Ende war, es fielen keine Bomben mehr, es wurden keine Menschen mehr getötet, das [unclear] war vorbei und dieses Gefühl war [unclear] Gefühl. Auf der anderen Seite hatte man dann natürlich auch in Hamburg [unclear] Trümmer, das Leben war viel primitiv, auch die Wohnung meiner Mutter war ausgebombt, wir wurden also sehr [unclear] in der ersten Zeit. Ich hatte noch keinen Beruf erlernt da ja der Krieg dazwischen kam und 1947 wurde eine Volkszählung für die Britische Besatzungszone, das war eben in der Amerikanischen Besatzungszone auch so, eine Volkszählung durchgeführt und an dieser Volkszählung habe ich dann teilgenommen. Und diese Teilnahme an dieser Volkszählung war zugleich mein Übergang zu einer Beschäftigung in unserer Universität in Hamburg, in der Hamburgischen Universität und da habe ich mich beruflich weiterbilden können und war im Laufe der Jahre, das war natürlich ein ganz [unclear], wurde ich Leiter der Personalabteilung an der Universität in Hamburg und wurde später dann ab 1968 das waren dann meine 15 Berufsjahre, wurde ich dann Verwaltungsleiter des Universitätskrankenhauses Hamburg-Eppendorf, das ist ein ganz grosses Klinikum mit über 5000 Beschäftigten [unclear] Sanität [unclear]. Da war ich also dann Verwaltungsleiter und bin dann 1981 pensioniert worden. Und habe dann mit meiner Frau, inzwischen waren Kinder geboren, habe mit meiner Frau mir einen Megakarawan gekauft und wir sind 18 Jahre lang nach meiner Pensionierung, im Herbst [unclear] gefahren durch Frankreich, nach Nordafrika, oder über den Italienischen Stiefel, nach Sizilien, nach Tunesien, 18 Jahre lang haben wir, im Winter eher dort unten unser Reisen [unclear] verbracht. Von diesen Erinnerungen haben ich viele Photographien gemacht, Photos gemacht, von diesen Erinnerungen [unclear] heute noch ein bisschen. Und heute bin ich mit, ich werde im nächsten Jahr 98 so Gott will und heute bin ich noch in der Zeitzeugenbörse, ich gehe in die Schulen, halte Vorträge, beantworte Fragen undsoweiter, über die Nazi Zeit und so, und versuche den Jungen Menschen beizubringen und ihnen [unclear] wie wichtig es doch ist, das die Menschen hier in Europa in Frieden leben und am Beispiel Deutschland ist es ja noch viel das Dank der [unclear] nach 1945, Marshall Plan, [unclear] Union, Wiedervereinigung undsoweiter, das hier hierzurzeit mehr al 72 Jahre hier in Europa, dank dieses Europas, mit unseren unmittelbaren neunen Nachbarn in Frieden leben. Das ist eine Zeitspanne die es für Deutschland in seiner Geschichte in dieser Menge noch nie gegeben hatt. So, da haben sie es. Sind sie noch da?
PS: Ja ja, ich bin noch hier, ja.
WS: Ach ja.
PS: Ja. Also, ich würde jetzt Schluss machen und immerhin ich verbleibe mit ihnen das ich ihnen das Material schicke und das wir noch in Kontakt bleiben.
WS: Ja, das wäre sehr schön.
PS: Und ich hoffe das es die Möglichkeit geben wird, das ich sie besuchen kann. Und, ja, Ich danke ihnen erst recht herzlich mal noch einmal für ihre Zeit und für ihre Geduld.
WS: Ach ja, keine Ursache und wenn sie mal nach Hamburg kommen, dann kommen sie bei mir vorbei, ich habe wie gesagt einen ganzen Akten Unterlagen in Englischer Sprache, also aus Englischen Berichten der 141 [unclear] Group, das ist eine Mosquito Gruppe gewesen und da sind die [unclear] worden. Da habe ich die Unterlagen unter dessen Umständen abgeschossen hat. Die können sie kopieren und die würde ich [unclear]. Wenn sie nach Hamburg kommen.
PS: Danke, danke, vielen Dank.
WS: Gut.
PS: Jetzt erstmal sehr vielen Dank von seiten des ganzen Bomber Command International Archive und wir werden in Kontakt bleiben.
WS: Ich hätte noch, ich hätte nie gedacht das ich mit einem Menschen der diesen [unclear] des Bomber Command vertritt irgend noch in [unclear] weise mich unterhalten kann. Das Bomber Command, das Britische war ja, als wir damals Krieg hatten, ein Rotes Tuch für uns, logischerweise. Wir waren ja Feinde. Und jetzt sind wir, Gott sei dank, sind wir alle in einem Gut.
PS: Ja.
WS: Und haben Frieden und hoffentlich bleibt dieser Frieden erhalten.
PS: Ja, hoffen wir, ja. Noch vielen Dank.
WS: Ja bitte, gern geschehen.
PS: Ich verabschiede mich jetzt bei ihnen und wir melden uns dann. Alos, das Projekt meldet sich dann und schickt ihnen alles.
WS: Gut.
PS: Vielen Dank und ich wunsche ihnen noch einen schönen Abend.
WS: Gern geschehen. Schönen Abend wünsche ich ihnen noch. Auf Wiedersehen.
PS: Tschüss, Auf Wiedersehen.
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Interview with Wilhelm Simonsohn
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World War (1939-1945)
Fighter planes
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Wilhelm Simonsohn remembers his wartime service as a Luftwaffe night fighter pilot. He tells of his adoption by a Jewish family, and the discovery of his father’s background after being lampooned as ‘Jewish scum’ at school. He emphasises family hardships as a consequence of the racial policy of Nazi Germany. He describes how his father, despite being a recipient of a First World War medal, was deported to Sachsenhausen-Oranienburg Concentration Camp and later released. He tells how he used to fire at the engines of British aircraft in flight over Belgium so as to give aircrew a chance to bail out. He recounts being shot down by a Mosquito while patrolling the airspace between Belgium and the Channel coast whilst on the lookout for Lancaster and Halifax bombers. He remembers events at the end of the war: his unit being posted near Linz in Austria; being ordered to ferry a Fieseler Storch to a small airfield; being taken prisoner and later freed by American troops. He stresses his relief of now being on good terms with his former foes, something hitherto unthinkable.
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Peter Schulze
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2017-08-04
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Germany
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1945
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Parry, Hugh
Hugh Pryce Parry
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20 items. Two oral history interviews with Hugh Parry (b. 1925, 2220054 Royal Air Force), his log book, photographs and newspaper cuttings. Hugh Parry flew operations as an air gunner with 75 Squadron and then as a photographer and air gunner with 90 Squadron.
The collection has been loaned to the IBCC Digital Archive for digitisation by Hugh Parry and catalogued by Stuart Bennett.
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2016-10-11
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Later, escorted Lancasters attacked the [underlined] synthetic oil plant [/underlined] at [underlined] Kamen, [/underlined] near Dortmund, which the Germans had been forced to rebuild after a hammering last September. [inserted] 24-2-45 [/inserted]
Out for the thirteenth day running, Italy-based heavy bombers pounded communications at Linz, in Austria.
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Operation to Kamen and Linz
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Account of attack on synthetic oil plant at Kamen and Linz. Synthetic oil plant and Kamen underlined. Captioned '24-2-45'
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1945-02
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One newspaper cutting
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eng
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NParryHP-161011-0100011
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Royal Air Force
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Germany
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1945-02-24
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Andy Hamilton
bombing
Lancaster
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Linz [place]
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