Showing posts with label D-Day. Show all posts
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Thursday 6 June 2019

D-Day Commemorations


It may be you have had enough of D-Day for a bit, I certainly found the Cathedral service too much to put up with, organ music is not my thing sorry.  I went out to see if the local lads had done anything to commemorate the event but nothing was to be seen here.  Possibly round at the war memorial there was something.  Most Legion men here are Korean and after not WW2 however.


As always there is much slop talked about these men.  Too much of the 'Our Boys,' 'Heroes,' and 'Brave men all,' came to me who had little comprehension of what these men really felt.  Growing up amongst men who served, and as kids hearing only 'Boys Own' stories rather than the bad bits until we were older, we still got a glimpse of the 'stiff upper lip,' and the 'You have just got to get up and do it' attitude that so many had.  Few would want to do it again, few called themselves 'heroes,' most just thought it was a job that had to be done.  Hitler was bad, the nation was threatened, fight was the only way out.  None of that would sell a movie or a newspaper today.  
My father was not at D-Day, his artillery battalion was so far behind the lines they were in danger of coming upon the Japanese rear!   It has not been possible to find where they were but I know he crossed the Rhine.  He told our insurance man, remember when they collected weekly, "We sat for two days while the armour went over, then we crossed!"  His unit had a lot of ex-soldiers like himself in it, they knew the ways.
His attitude was like many men, go if you have to, seek peace not war.  He, like most in the craft crossing the rough sea, would not like to be near the 'death or glory' man, taking sensible care was the order of the day.  This left him shouting abuse at many an American movie during the late 50's.
At least British actors had been in the war.


It is interesting listening to the ex-servicemen.  No glory hunters, though one did try to chat up the Trump woman, all spoke sensibly about war and what they did, downplaying their part often and avoiding glory.  One clearly still upset about the killing he participated in, 'fire first or die' attitude shared by most.  Like those from the Great War these men tend not to be free with their many experiences, most of what they saw remains in their heads. 
Some, like Spike Milligan, told their stories, a good way to get it out of the system is to write down, longhand, the tale and sort things out in the head.  Many did this but like Spike they either 'jazzed it up' as he did or avoided the 'too tough' bits altogether.  Some things must die with us.
I was conscious of the welcome the old men w ere being given while as dad pointed out in 1946 he was given a suit, a hat, a few pounds, told "Thanks" now get on with your life.  There was no help for him or the several million others who may have had problems.  If dad had them it never showed but many never forgot their experiences, especially in the front line.  Being a bit further back allows you to enjoy war a bit more, many did of course, and the chances of survival are greater if not guaranteed.  

 
Lots of talk has been about the emotions of the men on the boats.  With many small craft sea sickness spoiled the emotions somewhat as suffering leaves you with other things to concentrate on. There must be apprehension, especially for those with no experience, dear must control you but once the doors open the NCO's take over and training kicks in.  The confusion on some beaches compares with a swift landing on others, each would have the adrenalin running for different reasons.  I would fear more if there was no opposition while wondering what they were up to.  At least under fire you know you need to just hide!  Men were killed, 4,450 or so that day and a great deal more wounded however out of 150,000 this was a good result.  The death toll would rise as they headed inland and opposition grew.   Winston Churchill was mighty relieved at the days result as it meant the war was heading for an end and the danger of losing maybe 90,000 dead lay heavy on him as Gallipoli was always on his mind.  This day was the last great British military moment, from this day on the Empire was dead.  Two other powers had come to the fore and only the 'Daily Mail' and 'Express' reader miss what has been lost.


Wednesday 5 June 2019

Dakota


The day has been spent filling the TV screen with commemorations for D-Day and watching DC-3 'Dakota' aircraft lifting themselves into the skies to deliver parachutists into France.  This is a plane I have always liked.  Something simple yet attractive about it.  These have been flying nearly 80 years!
So far the commemoration has been filled with the usual dignitaries, even Trump behaved, old men in their 90's remembering, often badly and some willing to party and misbehave if they could, and considering the thoughts of those who 75 years ago prepared to invade France.
Sadly the flight of Dakota's  passed 15 miles away from here and all we saw was a glimpse of a fighter aircraft that roared past not long ago.  Possibly the Hurricane but difficult to tell from this angle.  Not that long ago all such aircraft came over our heads but they sadly changed the air route to benefit holiday makers returning from Espania to Stansted.  Most annoying.
Tomorrow we will have more of such memories as the commemoration in France takes place.  

 
I ventured no further than the town for the needful.  Just as well as the cloud cover made taking pictures difficult and there is little to see here anyway.  Unlike the other day when the sun shone and poppies bloomed.


Friday 6 June 2014

The 70th.




It may well be that you have had your fill of D-Day commemorations.   I had the TV on since early morn watching  the BBC's coverage of the events in France.  There can be no doubt that this British led operation was a historic event.  Had it failed, and it could have cost 40,000 lives, not 9000, it would have taken another few years before a second attempt could be made.  By that time Stalin may well have been in Paris!  General Bernard Montgomery, given little prominence today, was the man responsible for the operation.  This was the last great operation of the British during the war.  A second plan, at Arnhem, might well have shortened the war but that failed!  However this one worked, a beachhead was established, Canadian, British, American troops all took the beaches in front of them, in spite of some determined resistance in areas, and the difficulties many endured.  Also arriving were smaller contingents of Dutch, Polish and other nations who were determined to defeat an evil empire. How strange I always find it that people will spend money to watch Hollywood pap in which an evil force is defeated yet will not read about real situations in which a really evil force is opposed.  Fantasy horror is better than reality.  
My father was not involved in this event, although he crossed the Rhine some time later but only after waiting two days while the armour went over! However on our local memorial we find Flight Sergeant Dennis J Sims of 234 Squadron did not return while on low flying duties over the enemy coast.  Gunner Kenneth Puttick fighting alongside No 6 Commando is recorded as dying on the 7th. He is buried at Ranville Cemetery, Ranville being the first village liberated after 'Pegasus Bridge' was held. Nearby lies Private Arthur Graham attached to the 7th Paras.  His date of death is given as the tenth and he like many others died in the intense fighting that followed D-Day.  Few realise that more people were killed during the last year of the war than in the four previous years.
Watching the dignitaries gathering, some with military experience, some who endured the war, I appreciated the need for formality and organisation, not least of all security, but found the clean, smart people, cheery and happy all around somewhat at variance with the clips of war film shown.  The young men running up the beach had thoughts very different from those of us watching from the comfort of home.  We often sentimentalise such men rather than treat them as human beings.  We always refer to them as 'brave,' 'heroes,' and identify them as different from ourselves.  To some extent this is true, however they are men, not all were 'heroes,' few were 'brave,' all were under military orders, some would not be people we would want living next door.  Without this invasion however the world would not be rid of Hitler and his crazy gang.  The Nazi hordes enslaved their own people and such slavery can be found worldwide today in many nations.  Sadly all too often we do not see it!
Those men interviewed on TV today looked happy.  Many were happy to be there as such a gathering cannot occur again, the organisation behind it ceases to exist as the aged soldiers fade away.  Ordinary men from everyday homes did extraordinary things and freed the world of a tyranny.  We cannot forget this, and our prosperity today has a great deal to do with their action in the air, on the sea and on land that day 70 years ago.   


Wednesday 6 June 2012

Wednesday Trivia



I discovered this interesting quiz in the Graniud the other day.  It is well worth wasting a few minutes of your valuable time to get the wrong answers here.  Have fun!
Where should you emigrate? Click here!


I didn't mean to post this but this laptop has a mind of its own. 
 I may be wrong but is that a 'For Sale' sign I see before me.....?



This beastie reflects my mood this week.  You see I had a great time on Monday.  My best looking, most intelligent, classical trained and favourite niece came all this way out of grotty London to see me.  How lovely to have a visitor.  At least the place has been cleaned up, the dust polished away and the floor hoovered.  I also found where most of those frozen peas went that time!  Hiding the remaining stench behind vanilla candles she cooked my dinner (oh joy!) and we discussed the family, the world, her future, Bartock and Stravinsky (which she has played magnificently) and all sorts of meaningless rubbish (the family) and I at least had a real good time.  Since that visit my life has been lonely, dark, empty, and shorn of joy.  The lifted heart droops when you know she will not reappear for another ten years, or at least it will seem that long.  So I look like yon joker placed there to bring fun and joy to the carnival at the weekend.  I don't think I can go on, I feel suicidal, the empty cold rooms, no bright young thing to listen to.......

Hold on, what's that?  Oh yeah!  Football starts tomorrow night!  EURO 2012.  Oh well it's just as well she isn't here. You know what women are like when football is on......  


A more important piece of trivia is shown on this picture.  It was here on the night of June 5th 1944 that D-Day began.  Men of the Ox & Bucks Light infantry landed here in gliders and took possession of the bridge over the Caen Canal.  The 6th Airborne Division thus began the liberation of Europe.  The film 'The Longest Day' portrayed this action quite well.  This is not surprising as John Howard, who led this action advised and Richard Todd, who took Howards part in the film, landed with the paras shortly afterwards to reinforce the hold on the bridge!  A further piece of trivia comes from the new French president visiting war graves at a British cemetery at Ranville Cemetery.  Many of those buried there fell in this action.  This act is notable as the French have made a point of ignoring Britain's part in freeing France from occupation.  The royal family themselves were snubbed at the 65th D-Day commemoration when Sarkozy went to Omaha Beach and ignored the British contribution.  Today's event was meant to patch up that mistake, but Sarkozy himself was not around to participate!  The French leaders have never liked to admit British help in two wars, most French people are less reticent.  


That steamroller must have been going at some speed when it hit this fellow!


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Saturday 6 June 2009

D-Day: 65th Anniversary



Today we commemorate the sixty fifth anniversary of D-Day. That great British led military operation that set in motion the downfall of the Third Reich. Three beaches were taken by British & Canadian forces, two by Americans. The total losses from the 130,000 troops involved were far fewer than expected in such a great adventure, however that I suppose is no consolation to those who appear on the statistics. The Americans suffered badly on Omaha beach. Their failure to use the British made ‘funnies,’ (tanks adapted to clear minefields, deal with obstacles, lay metal roads, and support the infantry) left them totally exposed on wide open beaches. What tanks were used, the ‘floating tanks, designed to ‘swim’ ashore like boats, were launched far too far from shore and sank! However General Montgomery’s overall tactics worked, the bridgehead was taken, and in spite of difficulties the operation was a magnificent success! The allies had landed and alongside the Soviet forces pushing in from the east, Germany’s fate was sealed.


The sixty fifth anniversary was not intended to be as big a commemoration as the sixtieth or seventieth, however when the president of the cheese eating surrender monkeys decided to use the visit of US President Obama as an opportunity to ingratiate himself with the Yanks Britain had to act. The fact that the queen was not invited, and the British prime minister ignored should not surprise anyone who has knowledge of the French. Twice these folks have allowed themselves to be invaded by the Germans in the last century, twice they were unprepared, twice the called on Britain to get them out of it! Their misuse of their men in the Great War led to the only strike in that awful conflict. The knowledge that incompetence was still found at the highest level in 1940! Several of the old generals still ran the show, and tales of their sufferings told by ex 'poilu' fathers to their sons caused whole divisions of French troops to surrender to the advancing German armies. Some went on to work happily alongside their invaders, some indeed fought for the Germans against the 'Bolsheviks,' and many fought back in the resistance, and I doubt the last have forgotten the British and American dead on their shores.


Many who fought that day still carry the memories of that time. Wounds they endured, the loss of friends and the impossibility of mourning. The sight of the dead and dying, the destruction of towns and cities, and the ever present fear are not things easily forgotten. For many the guilt of survival, especially when friends have died keeping you alive, eats away in their minds. Many men who attend such ceremonies can no longer cope with the emotions of the day and perish soon after. There was no care for such men after the war, you just had to ‘get on with it,’ an attitude that can still be found all too often today concerning our servicemen. While help is available it appears even yet insufficient. As the men who indeed brought freedom to the world during the forties leave us one by one I think we ought to stop for a moment and remember their deeds. It is not 'warmongering' to give a few moments consideration to those who put their lives on the line to end a great evil!




In contrast to the self sacrifice shown by those men we have a picture today of a petulant, self indulgent lass who has failed to obtain what she considers her deserved reward. Caroline Flint who had appeared before the cameras on Thursday evening telling the world she was 'right behind' Gordon Brown discovered the promotion she craved was not forthcoming. During his press conference to inform the world he was carrying on regardless she walked out of his cabinet to give him as much embarrassment as she could muster. She complained of 'misogyny,' and that female members of the cabinet were just 'window dressing.' Now call me cynical if you will but am I right in saying that this woman thought too much of herself? Would I be called 'misogynist' for stating that this is typical of a pushy, selfish, bitch who finds she is out of her depth? Is she attempting to say that the awful Harriet Harman is mere 'window dressing?' Harriet who stills believes she may one day lead the Labour Party! I am amongst those who are sick to the teeth of woman hiding behind their sex whenever things go wrong! Far too many use their bodies to get advancement, and if that means walking over other women that's just too bad! I long for the day such PC nonsense is put aside and men get equal pay to women, I long for the day women like Caroline risk their lives as the men on D-Day did. I long for the day i could say women in parliament understand the needs of women working in Tesco, or as posties, or driving buses for a living. Somehow I doubt my longings will never appear gratified!