Thursday 20 December 2012

Christmas in the Desert 1941

I dug up this card from Ted Sly, ex fighter pilot of 452, 450, 92 and 457 Squadrons. It shows a Western Desert 'banquet' in 1942. It reminded me of his great friend Clive Caldwell's 1941 Christmas in the desert...


December 1941. 250 Squadron, and Clive Caldwell in particular, had been anticipating the arrival of a special Christmas treat. They had had a whip around and made arrangements to purchase a quantity of pork from Alexandria, but, by Christmas Eve, it had not arrived. They still had hopes but, if that fell through, at least they had plenty of liquid cheer as two replacement Tomahawks had arrived with every available space filled with liquor.

As is often the way, the news of the liquor supplies spread along the grapevine and pilots from nearby squadrons turned up and soon the tents were crowded with dusty figures in battle dress, sweaters and Irvine jackets, drinking and chattering away. At about midnight, those still standing raided hoarded supplies and rustled up an impromptu supper.

Christmas Day dawned cold, with rising dust and an overcast sky. Along with a South African fighter squadron, 250 Squadron took off on a sweep of the Haseiat-Agedabia sector. The weather got worse as they progressed and there was no sign of enemy aircraft. Squadron Leader Teddy Morris started to sing Christmas carols over the radio, and carolling soon degenerated into bawdy songs and facetious remarks. Clive Caldwell was not impressed as he thought this would ‘bring the Huns in swarms’. A few enemy aircraft shadowed them and made one or two attacks, but there was no engagement.
 
 
Caldwell landed after 1 hour 40 minutes in the air, full of anticipation for the Christmas pork, but still it had not arrived. There was a report that the pork had actually landed at Msus, which was to be the next landing ground as they advanced westward, and the enemy retreated further. Flying Officer John Waddy volunteered to retrieve it, but he returned empty-handed. By that stage, they had received further word that the pork was definitely now at Msus, so Waddy took off again. He returned an hour or so later with the sad news that it had arrived, but that it had turned green. John Waddy and some of the skeleton crew at Msus buried the pork with due ceremony, and erected a cross on the spot to the effect ‘Here lies 250 RAF Squadron’s Christmas Dinner 1941’. So Christmas lunch, on a cold and windy day, was cold bully and biscuits, well-salted with sand. There was not even something cheering to wet their lips as they had drunk all the liquor the night before. Caldwell and the others in the squadron had settled down for an afternoon of doing nothing, but after a while he, the other Flight Commander and Squadron Leader Morris accepted an invitation from the CO of the nearby anti-aircraft defences. There they shared some very good Scotch and returned at dusk to the news that they had orders for a show at first light on the next morning. So, that was Christmas in the Desert, 1941.
 
And the link to Australians in the Battle of Britain, because Clive Caldwell did not fly in the Battle? Well, Teddy Morris was a veteran of the Battle of Britain, and a one time comrade of Bill Millington in 79 Squadron.  

Wednesday 19 December 2012

John Crossman: Australian Eagles

Typesetting 'Australian Eagles' is going well and I have just heard the photos are looking good. I had lots to choose but here is one of my favourites of John Crossman, all rugged up in his flying gear. It's evocative and brings everything back to the personal level.
 

 John was issued with his flying kit on 31 October 1939, the day after arriving at 9 Elementary Flying Training School, Ansty in Warwickshire. He sent this snap home to his family, telling them that, ‘when we get into flying uniform we look like men from another world and I must admit they are terribly cumbersome ... The suit is composed of first of all an inner garment of fur ... and then an outer waterproof overall which is very heavy. These are tucked into knee high flying boots lined with sheep’s wool. We wear three pairs of gloves also ... Ordinary trousers are a nuisance to wear under flying clothes so I wear khaki shorts and they are very comfortable except that the fur tickles my legs’.

http://www.barrallierbooks.com/site/australian_eagles

Thursday 6 December 2012

John Dallas Crossman

The people from Ashdown Forest Living asked me to put together some words about John shortly after the anniversary of his death.

I have been a little slow in posting this from the November edition of Ashdown Forest Living (East Grinstead; www.ashdownforestliving.co.uk)

Sadly, no one has come forth with additional information about John but it is good that his story is spreading in the Forest Row/East Grinstead area.


Australia 31, Ireland 11? One less Australian in the Battle of Britain?


Australia 31, Ireland 11?

Soon after I started researching Australians in the Battle of Britain I checked the Australian War Memorial’s Roll of Honour and Commemorative Roll. Those Australians such as Pat Hughes and Stuart Walch who had trained in the Royal Australian Air Force before taking up short service commissions in the Royal Air Force are included on the Roll of Honour. The others who joined the RAF and died while a member of that service are honoured on the Commemorative Roll.

There were two omissions from the Commemorative Roll: Peter John Moore, 112401, who was killed in action on 3 June 1942 and William Storey Moore, 40007, who died on 24 December 1943.

I first contacted the Australian War Memorial in January 2011 about the omissions and sent in as much information as I had about Peter John Moore and William Storey Moore. I was advised in September that year that Peter John Moore had been included on the Roll based on the evidence I had provided. Unfortunately, despite extensive searches of Australian records, I could find no evidence to support William Storey Moore’s Australian identity, and so I left it to Australian War Memorial to confirm his status.

I contacted the Australian War Memorial again in mid-November 2012 to check on progress. I was advised that they were waiting for personal information from RAF Disclosures. This has now been received and, unfortunately it appears that the Australian Battle of Britain contingent has been reduced by one.  

RAF Disclosures has advised that:

· William Storey Moore was born in Dublin, Eire on 21 November 1916

· He was schooled in Dublin until 1932. He continued his education in Australia between 1934–1936

· He joined the RAF on his return from Australia

· At the outbreak of war he was serving at RAF Mount Batten

· He joined 236 Squadron on 26 January 1940

· He joined 143 Squadron on 29 October 1943

· He died on 24 December 1943

· He married on 4 July 1940 at St Peter’s Church, Over Wallop, Hampshire and his wife’s maiden name was Beck

· His father was William Moore MA of 10 Frankford Road, Dundrum, Co Dublin, Eire

· His mother was Mrs G. I. Moore Dartmouth, Dartry Road, Dublin, Eire

· At the time of his death his wife was in the UK and the Air Ministry communicated with her in England at that time.

It seems Cecilia Moore came to Australia later as the CWGC’s website has her listed with a Melbourne address, and a Repatriation Commission file was raised for her.

The Australian War Memorial has now advised that, so far, there does not seem to be any proof that William Storey Moore was an Australian (serving with an allied force) or being resident here at the outbreak of the Second World War, which are the eligibility criteria for the Commemorative Roll.

So, Australia 31, Ireland 11.

This is purely speculation on my part, but it seems that when the CWGC corresponded with Cecilia Moore they assumed that, because of her Melbourne address, William Storey Moore was an Australian, and hence his Australian identity was ‘established’. A similar thing happened, though in reverse, for Peter John Moore. He was originally considered an American by the CWGC as his mother was living in America when they first corresponded with her. The error was corrected some years later by Peter’s sister.

Although the total of Australians fighting in the Battle of Britain will now have to be reduced, it is good that William Storey Moore’s true nationality has been established, and hopefully something more of his life and contribution will be discovered in his true homeland.

BUT if anyone has any other evidence that attests to William Storey Moore’s Australian identity, please let me know and I will put it to the Australian War Memorial for consideration.

Kristen Alexander, 7 December 2012

 

Wednesday 5 December 2012

Australian Eagles: Photo

I have assembled some great photos for 'Australian Eagles'. (Not that I am biased or anything!)
 
They range from intimate shots mounted in family albums to exciting images of pre-and wartime Hurricanes and Spitfires in flight.
 
I am very fortunate that most photos were provided by the pilots’ families but a handful resulted from a recent appeal to my aviation friends for period aircraft photos.
 

Here’s a rare photo courtesy of the North Weald Airfield Museum which shows Stuart Walch’s CO at 151 Squadron, Squadron Leader Teddy Donaldson, landing at North Weald in late 1938.
 
I spoke to Ian Gordon of Barrallier Books the other day and typesetting is going well. Before we know it, it will be July 2013 and 'Australian Eagles' will be hot off the presses!
 
 

 

Thursday 8 November 2012

Dogfight. The Battle of Britian by Dr Adam Claasen.

 
I'm currently writing a review for Adam Claasen's Dogfight. The Battle of Britain which focuses on the antipodean contribution to Britain's defence. All going well the one for Sabretache will appear in the December issue. In the interim, have a read of this review which highlights some of the important aspects of another important book in the Battle of Britain literary canon.
 
BTW. I think it is a good book but wait for the reviews for full details. Available from Australian and New Zealand booksellers, or direct from Exisle Publishing. I have had no probs with online or phone ordering.
 
 

Tuesday 6 November 2012

John Dallas Crossman

The 8 October 2012 edition of www.thisissussex.co.uk published an article on Pete Wheeler, a local man who honours John Dallas Crossman, the Australian pilot who died in action on 30 September 1940. John's Spitfire crashed at Tablehurst Farm, Forest Row and, each year, Pete places a token of remembrance at the Forest Row War Memorial.



Forest Row man calls for memorial to forgotten war hero:  

http://www.thisissussex.co.uk/Forest-Row-man-calls-memorial-forgotten-war-hero/story-17030327-detail/story.html?fb_action_ids=296867343747155&fb_action_types=og.likes&fb_source=aggregation&fb_aggregation_id=288381481237582

Tuesday 30 October 2012

The Reading Room


The Reading Room has just created new pages for Jack Davenport Beaufighter Leader and Clive Caldwell Air Ace. Why not join up and, if you have read them, post a review (but only if it is a good one!)

Or sign up anyway. It is a great resource.


http://www.thereadingroom.com/home


 
 

31 October 2012: Australians and the Battle of Britain


31 October 2012: Australians and the Battle of Britain

This is my final daily post on the actions of John ‘Jack’ Connolly Kennedy, Stuart Crosby Walch, Richard ‘Dick’ Lindsay Glyde, Paterson Clarence Hughes, Kenneth Christopher Holland, John Dallas Crossman, William Henry Millington Jr, Peter John Moore, and Desmond Frederick Burt Sheen.

Farewell, men of honour and courage.
 
 
You can, however, read more of Jack, Stuart, Dick, John and Des in my Australian Eagles which will be released in July 2013. And in 2015, all going well, you will be able to read my detailed account of Nine of the Few.

And, as my research is continuing, I am sure I will have much more to say about Australia’s Battle of Britain pilots. Just not every day!

Vale all good and brave men who fought and died in the Battle of Britain, and after, and during all wars. They will be remembered.

And to ‘my’ nine Australian pilots of the Battle. All fought bravely and well, and helped to protect Britain from invasion. 72 years later, their contribution and sacrifice is still remembered. It has been a great joy and privilege for me to bring their stories to a wider readership.
 
 
Richard Lindsay Glyde
 

John Connolly Kennedy
 
 
Kenneth Christopher Holland
 
 
Paterson Clarence Hughes


Peter John Moore

 
Stuart Crosby Walch


 
Desmond Frederick Burt Sheen

 
William Henry Millington Jr

 
 
John Dallas Crossman
 
 
 

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 31 October 1940. Peter Moore.

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 31 October 1940. Peter Moore.

On the last day of the Battle of Britain, Peter Moore was languishing in hospital, with his eyes bandaged.

The final Luftwaffe attacks on London on 30 October 1940 were, in Patrick’s Bishop’s words, a ‘half-hearted effort’, easily repulsed by ten patrolling squadrons, including 253 Squadron. B Flight was on readiness again and Peter flew three sorties that day. He scrambled for the first interception at 7.40 a.m. and landed at 9.35 a.m. not having sighted anything; he took off for another nil report interception at 11.40 a.m., landing only twenty-five minutes later; and he had little time to unwind or perhaps grab a hurried meal as the squadron was in the air again at 2.40 p.m. for a standing patrol at 20 000 feet on the Maidstone patrol line.

Pilot Officer Spencer Ritchie Peacock-Edwards, who had led the two earlier sorties, was again leading. He was Blue Leader and Peter was Blue Two. The squadron climbed to 19 000 feet and were joined by eight Hurricanes of 501 Squadron. Flying on a northerly course to London, 253 Squadron again varied the normal vic formation to two sections of four and one section of two with two Hurricanes weaving. The sections were flying in line astern when Control ordered them to increase height to 29 000 feet. The squadron was vectored south east and north and sighted 30–40 Messerschmitt 109s flying in two clumps at 27 000 feet, ranging from south east to north west. They appeared to be in no particular formation. Four of the Messerschmitt 109s were lagging behind. The squadron then moved into attack formation consisting of five pairs in deep echelon pair leaders in flat echelon one pair remaining up sun of leader. The tally ho was called and 253 and 501 squadrons attacked simultaneously with 253 attacking from three quarter astern and port from the sun side. When the 109s sighted the Hurricanes they dived for cloud cover at 8000 feet. The Hurricanes followed them and a general dog fight ensued.

Pilot Officer Peacock-Edwards followed one down and fired a short burst before his target disappeared into the clouds. He saw a large piece of silvery white fabric billow from the enemy aircraft as it disappeared in the cloud. He claimed this as a damaged. Pilot Officer Alan Eckford fired a 4−5 second burst at a 109. He first saw white smoke, then a little black smoke and then flames. Eckford’s 109 dived, with Eckford chasing it down. He saw the wreckage burning in a field four miles south of Meopham. The pilot had baled out and when Eckford approached him he held up his hands in surrender. Several other squadron pilots attacked the 109s and, although they thought that some had been severely damaged, there were no visible results.

Peter too struck at the enemy with little, if any effect. One of the 109s fired on him and he was struck. Oil was pouring all over the place and his Hurricane was not responding to his attempts to keep her fully under control. He attempted to bale out but he could not open the hood so realised he would have to land as best he could. He crashed Matilda—his Hurricane—in a field at Newbarn Farm, about 3.5 miles south of Gravesend, Kent. Matilda was recorded as category 2 damaged i.e. she suffered damage of such severity that she had to be sent either to a repair depot or back to manufacturer for repair. Some parts appear to have been souvenired while she awaited disposal to the repair depot and her radio mast is known to have made its way to a private collection.

And as for Peter, he too was damaged but repairable. There is no casualty record for 30 October 1940 but the 253 Squadron diarist recorded that Peter ‘suffered from conjunctival haemorrhage and contusion to the orbits’ and was admitted to the Kenley Station sick quarters. Peter returned to duty on 8 December. The medical language is a bit obtuse but it would seem he did more than ‘bang my head some’, as he admitted to his mother. Given that he admitted pulling up ‘fairly suddenly’ he would have suffered a significant facial/head impact, with at the very least bleeding, bruising and swelling or even fractured bones around his eyes. It is also possible that he lost consciousness when he hit his head. He would not have been a pretty sight when he made it to sick bay.
 
 
And so, the Battle of Britain was over. Of the ’30 or so’ Australians who had fought, 13 had died, one had been taken prisoner of war, and Peter Moore had bowed out, wounded. More were to die before the end of the war, including Pilot Officer Peter John Moore, who was listed missing in action on 3 June 1942. Des Sheen was the only one of ‘my’ pilots to survive the war. He went on to enjoy a happy marriage, a good career with the RAF and a satisfying ‘retirement’ in the British aviation industry. He died in 2001, aged 83. He ‘enjoyed every minute’ of his extensive and varied career with the RAF. ‘I was lucky all the way through with postings and I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.’

And what of Peter Moore, who survived the Battle of Britain, but not the war.

Recently promoted to Pilot Officer, he was posted to 616 Squadron on 29 March 1942, flying Spitfires. On the afternoon of 3 June 1942, the squadron were ordered, along with another squadron, on an offensive sweep over Le Touquet and Boulogne in northern France. Peter was flying Spitfire VI BR191.

They were operating as top cover to 12 Group Wing and there were two 11 Group wings below them. The whole formation proceeded to Boulogne and then turned south along the French coast.

Squadron Leader Brown was leading 616 Squadron and Peter was leading Yellow Section. By the time the formation reached Berck sur Mer, 616 had climbed to 25,000 feet. The whole formation then turned north again towards the Gravelines area and at about this point about twelve Messerschmitt 109s of Jagdgeschwader 26 off Griz Nez were spotted. The 109s were roughly the same height as 616 Squadron, on the starboard side, and they turned around to attack from behind. Peter was heard on the R/T instructing his section to break formation. Yellow Two later stated that he tried to follow Peter round as he broke but he was turning too steeply and got into a spin. He then lost sight of Peter. Yellow Three and Four formed a sub-section, broke correctly inside Peter and Yellow Two, and tried to attack any enemy aircraft in the vicinity but to no avail. Nothing but indecisive combats. As for Peter, nothing further was heard or seen of him. He just disappeared. His body was later washed ashore and he was buried in France.

In 1954, Peter’s mother contacted the Imperial War Graves Commission and made a contribution towards the cost of engraving the inscription on Peter’s headstone, in Etaples Military Cemetery: ‘“A Young Man Lingers Lightly Where he Dies’ Patrick Hore-Ruthven. RIP.”’ (The quote is from Hore-Ruthven’s poem ‘To a Young Man who Died’ written for Lieutenant Colonel Geoffrey Keyes who was killed at the age of 24 while he was leading a commando raid on Rommel’s headquarters in November 1941. It was published in The Happy Warrior. Poems, Angus and Robertson, Sydney, 1943.)
 
 
 
(Etaples Military Cemetery)
In September 2011, after a long standing oversight, the Australian War Memorial included Peter on its Commemorative Roll.

Monday 29 October 2012

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 30 October 1940. Bill Millington


Australians in the Battle of Britain. 30 October 1940. Bill Millington

On 30 October 1940—during a day that Tom Neil would later recall as ‘a miserable, bitty and perfectly bloody day—23 year-old Pilot Officer William Henry Millington, Jr, DFC, took off on his last sortie.

The squadron was patrolling North Weald aerodrome at midday, at about 20,000 feet. Then, according to the squadron diarist:

‘8–10 Messerschmitt 109s [were] sighted at 28,000 feet. These enemy aircraft scattered and individual chases took place. Pilots noticed that groups of 109s repeatedly flew out to sea and then turned back again as if to entice others out to sea.’

It seems, according to squadron historian Brian Cull, that Bill succumbed to the enticement as, after ‘finding himself caught up in a series of sporadic actions...over the Channel...[h]is aircraft was last seen chasing a German fighter out to sea; it is believed Bill was the victim of Fw Bielefeldt of 3 Staffel [I/JG51] who claimed a Hurricane at about this time.’

The strange thing of it is, that Tom Neil, who had taken off on the same patrol but had to return to base with engine trouble, was not entirely convinced about the enticement scenario:

‘It was said on that fatal day that the Hun 109s enticed our squadron out into the Channel, and it may be so, although it is probably just conjecture. Much more certain is the fact that, if the Hurricanes were at 28,000 feet—which apparently they were—they were far above their best operating height and were fighting at a great disadvantage.’

Certainly, Tom did not recall anything of Bill forsaking normal fighter practice and ‘being particularly individualistic, or going off at dawn on special lone forays, as has been suggested. He may have done so but I can’t bring any such incidents to mind’.

On that sad day, ‘with the loss of Bill Millington especially upsetting’, Tom could barely believe that Bill was missing: ‘I always DID feel that he was sufficiently competent and experienced NOT to be shot down, so it came as something of a shock when he disappeared when over the Channel.’

Tom hoped that Bill would turn up but ‘the fact that he had been over the Channel seemed to reduce that possibility’.

Bill’s disappearance was felt by all. As Tich Palliser recalled it, ‘the whole squadron was sick when Bill was lost; he had been well liked, was a nice lad and had made a great impression on the squadron. He was very much missed.’

And indeed he was especially missed by his furred and feathered friends. According to Tom Neil: ‘In dispersal the little dog Pipsqueak and Wilfred the duck wandered about, mournful reminders of their absent master. If only they knew! But, perhaps they did.’

From his first victory on 9 July 1940, Bill had accumulated a total of 9 and 2 shared destroyed, 4 probables and 3 damaged. He had lived his life under the principles of Scout Law, in particular ‘Freedom, Honour and Fair Play’ and, since leaving his family to go to England to serve his mother land, he ‘had endeavoured to live up to those standards dictated by Honour and Chivalry’. He was sure that he had not failed his parents in living up to these ideals. In a final accolade from his squadron friend Tom Neil, it is clear he had not:

‘I knew him to be a brave and capable colleague and friend, who fought with distinction and was a credit to himself, to his parents, and to all who were close to him. He served both Britain and Australia well. He answered the call to arms and gave all he had to give—with good grace and with cheerful willingness. And as they might well be tempted to say in Australia, ‘G’d on yer, mate!’
 
Bill Millington, born in Newcastle UK and raised in Edwardstown South Australia disappeared without a trace. On this, the second last day of the Battle of Britain, and the last day of 249 Squadron’s operations in the Battle—there was bad weather and no activity on the 31st—Bill became the 13th Australian entitled to the Battle of Britain Clasp to die. He is remembered on Panel 9 of the Runnymede Memorial.

Vale Bill.
 
 
 

Sunday 28 October 2012

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 29 October 1940. Bill Millington

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 29 October 1940. Bill Millington

Did I say something about October being a quiet old time for the RAF with not much happening? Well, 249 Squadron’s experiences over the last few days puts the lie to the that, with the Luftwaffe putting on a show on 29 October that resulted in what 249 squadron diarist considered ‘a lively day for North Weald.

And indeed it was. Bill Millington was in the air four times that day. The first was an early morning solo patrol of North Weald. That was quiet, as was his second and third sorties. But, at about 16.40 p.m., when the squadron was ordered to patrol the base at 15,000 feet in company of 257 Squadron which had arrived at North Weald earlier that month, they encountered a nasty surprise.

As 249 were taking off, the aerodrome was dive-bombed by about twelve Me 109s which, at this stage of the war, had been adapted to carry bombs and act as ‘hit and run’ bombers. These twelve were under the protection of more 109s above. Red Section got off safely despite the falling bombs and Bill ‘took off as quickly as possible behind Red Section’.

As one 500 lb bomb landed in the middle of the aerodrome, Yellow Section ‘took right off over the exploding bomb’. Pilot Officer Lofts’s Hurricane was badly damaged but he was able to land safely. Sergeant Tich Palliser, who was already airborne, was hit by flying debris which knocked off part of his prop. To make matters worse, his engine was in bad shape so he circled the airfield and landed. And what a sight he saw.

The squadron diarist recorded that about 40 bombs were dropped in all. A hangar was destroyed, a lorry burst into flames and one bomb landing at the end of the station between the latrine and dining hall, resulting in a great deal of damage. One man, who was in the latrine at the time, was taken to hospital with shrapnel wounds and died the next day. 257’s casualties were much worse. Between the two squadrons, 19 were killed on the ground and 42 injured. Of those, according to Brian Cull, the squadron historian, six of the fatalities and 12 of the injured occurred on the airfield.

Meanwhile, in the air, Red Section gave chase to the departing raiders, which were heading west, with Bill following closely.

He was a little behind Red which were catching up to the Me 109s and so he ‘opened up to maximum speed’. By about 17.00 p.m. he had ‘gradually overhauled e/a which had climbed to 3000 feet’ above the coast west of Southminster. There he saw:

‘Four Me 109s in front with two He 113s [sic] weaving slightly behind. One Me 109 was lagging behind on the right and I formatted on him line astern and opened fire at about 100 yards.

E/a immediately dived for haze over the sea and I followed close behind, firing continuous burst. Large pieces flew off e/a and it disappeared, going vertically down into the haze at about 500 feet, emitting large quantities of black smoke.’

Attack all over by 17.15, Bill headed back to base, landing at 17.20 to an aerodrome which resembled the Biggin Hill blasts of late August, which Bill had witnessed with 79 Squadron.

Bill estimated that the Me 109 crashed into the sea near Buxey Sands, but he did not see it and so, he was credited with a probable Me 109.


Photo is of Bill Millington on his last day in civvies.  

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 29 October 1940. Peter Moore

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 29 October 1940. Peter Moore

On 29 October, during the Luftwaffe’s last substantial daylight effort, 253 Squadron scrambled three times and encountered the enemy in its third interception. At 4.30 p.m., eight Hurricanes left Kenley in company with 501 Squadron. They had been ordered to patrol the Kenley−Brooklands line at 15,000 feet. Peter, in his third sortie of the day, was flying Hurricane V7301.

Looking back over his time in 253 Squadron, John Greenwood, who had been with the squadron since it reformed in late October 1939, recalled that throughout the Battle of Britain 253 had clung to the rigid Fighting Area Attacks they had practised so diligently in pre-war training. Because of the hectic days it had had no opportunity or time to change. Greenwood recalled that:

‘Our tactics remained the same throughout the Battle, four flights of three aircraft, in vic formation, which could be either turned into either line abreast or line astern for attacking purposes. It showed no imagination, it was discussed between us several times, but nothing was done.’

Despite this recollection, it seems that by late October, the squadron had implemented some changes to battle formation. On 29 October, the squadron flew with one section of four and line astern of it was another section of two. Two pilots were acting as weavers, keeping a close eye out for the enemy. The squadron climbed to 21,000 feet and there altered the formation to three pairs in a shallow vic, but still with the weavers. Near Dover 501, Squadron attacked a formation of Messerschmitt 109s at 15,000.

During their attack, 253 sighted eighteen 109s in two formations of nine at 28,000 and 30,000 feet. The first gaggle of Messerschmitts was flying in a wide fan to 253’s west. The second was position in two lines abreast of five and four astern. 253 continued to climb and when it was at 27,000 feet circled beneath both enemy formations whilst 501 Squadron engaged and dispersed Messerschmitts at 15,000 feet.

The two formations above 253 Squadron then turned south east and east. 253 found it impossible to engage either formation so split into pairs to hunt isolated enemy aircraft. One of the weavers, Pilot Officer Guy Marsland, sighted one of the Messerschmitts at 16,000 feet travelling south towards Horsham. He closed and attacked from slightly below and astern. The enemy aircraft did a half roll and the Horsham Observer Corps later reported a crashed 109 at the time of engagement. Pilot Officer Nowak sighted a Dornier Do 17 (or Z) at 200 feet with a Spitfire circling above it about 1000 feet, apparently out of ammunition. Nowak delivered four separate attacks and the Dornier crashed into the sea.

The pilots landed between 17.25 and 17.35 p.m., when Peter Moore landed. The squadron had suffered no losses and claimed Marsland’s destroyed over land and Nowak’s Dornier. There is no combat report for Peter and he is not mentioned in the squadron’s operation record book so if his machine gun fire had struck at any enemy aircraft no noticeable damage had been done. But he had finally encountered the enemy, and he had survived.
 

Saturday 27 October 2012

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 28 October 1940. Bill Millington

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 28 October 1940. Bill Millington

Bill Millington’s success on 25 October was a prelude to a busy end of the month, where every flying skill would be tested.

Mid-morning on 28 October 19410, a solo Dornier Do 17 had been clocked near 249 Squadron’s base at North Weald. It was the second of the day—the first had been despatched by Tom Neil in an early morning attack. 249 were scrambled at 9.50 a.m. and were patrolling above the clouds when the Dornier dropped its load and disappeared. Bill was Blue 1, and acting as weaver.

The weaver, usually part of a pair, flew independently above and behind the main formation, tasked with keeping an eye out for the enemy and providing rear protection to his confreres. Although the weavers were usually the pilots with the best eyesight and situational awareness, it was not a highly sought-after position as many inexperienced pilots were easily picked off because, in watching everyone else’s backs, they could not concentrate on their own.

Indeed, according to Australian ace Clive Caldwell, who often carried out this task in his 1941 desert sorties, this ‘really was a dangerous position’ and more often than not, the rest of the squadron or flight would only know that they were under attack, not because the weaver had spotted something, but because ‘the warning came by seeing one or both the weavers spinning past in flames’.

The hapless pilots acting as weavers were often referred to as Tail End Charlies (Bomber Command used the same nickname for its rear gunners). But, as Caldwell also acknowledged, if the weavers were good, and the position used correctly, the Charlies could be very effective. 

And so, on 28 October, Bill, who had developed his eye sight and gunnery skills while rabbit hunting in the Adelaide hills, had the honour of the most dangerous position in the squadron. What did he make of it?

He was patrolling in Hurricane flying in V7677 above the cloud near Hawkinge. At about 10.10 a.m.:

‘Control reported bandit coming south west about ten miles north east of us. I sighted the Do 17 as it broke cloud about three miles to the north east.’

The Dornier was at about 9000 feet, and so Bill:

‘Started to dive towards it and reported position to leader, Red 1. Two bursts of AA fire close to e/a drew attention of Red 1 to e/a and three more aircraft were despatched. I dived on e/a from above and behind, opening fire at about 200 yards. Bullets could be seen penetrating rear turret and I closed to about 50 yards before breaking away. Lack of fire from rear turret leads me to believe that rear gunner was killed.’

Which was just as well, because, if he were alive, he would not have been able to miss Bill at 50 yards. But back to Bill’s commentary.

‘E/A streamed white smoke and vanished in clouds but smoke had vanished when it again appeared. E/A escaped in clouds.

Yellow 1 [Pilot Officer Neil] then joined me and, on instructions from Controller, we orbited at 12,000 feet position near Dungeness.

We sighted a Ju 88 occasionally breaking cloud coming from the north, waited for it to come into the clear and attacked from above. Yellow 1 came in behind e/a and I carried out a quarter attack from above, allowing full deflection and, with a long burst, fixed his starboard engine. As I was out of ammunition I made a few dummy attacks from above to keep gunner engaged while Yellow 1 continued.

Yellow 1 killed rear gunner and there appeared to be a small explosion in rear of fuselage. E/A was heading south east, streaming white smoke. When out of ammunition we broke off.’

The Ju 88 was then sighted by Pilot Officer McConnell, Yellow 3, who ‘finished off e/a, crashing in area 10–15 miles south east of Dungeness’.

Brave Bill Millington had perfected his art as a fighter pilot. Not only was he prepared to go in close for his attack on one enemy aircraft but he was willing to continue feinting with another to keep the gunner occupied, despite running out of ammunition, so that Tom Neil could have his chance at it.

According to Bill’s combat report, the two attacks, with the intervening brief orbit of Dungeness, were all over within 30 minutes. He was on the ground again at 11.10 a.m. and heard the news that he was credited with a damaged Dornier and a 1/4 share in the Ju 88. And then he was in the air again from 15.45 to 17.15 on a squadron patrol of Maidstone. 

Bill’s partner in success, Tom Neil, told me he remembered this occasion, as one of two ‘rather special days’ that he takes pleasure in remembering.

‘I recall reliving these and other events with him with some glee when we discussed them later, he being especially animated, as he appeared to enjoy flying as my partner on that and other occasions, and often told me so.’


Bill Millington: a keen-eyed rabbit and e/a hunter.

Friday 26 October 2012

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 27 October 1940. Peter Moore

Australians in the Battle of Britain. 27 October 1940. Peter Moore

Peter Moore at 253 Squadron had a rest from ops on 23 October. Then, between 24 and 26 October, flew six nil report sorties, all in Hurricane L1666. On 27 October, he carried out two more non-eventful sorties but this time he had replaced L1666 for V7301, which now became ‘his’ Hurricane.

Peter dubbed V7301 ‘Matilda’ in homage to one of his homeland’s favourite bush songs and unofficial anthem. In fact, during his time with 253 Squadron—until he was posted to 616 Squadron on 29 March 1942—he was allocated eight Hurricanes and he dubbed all of them Matilda. Their fates make interesting reading.

He lost V7301 when he was shot down in her. He lost Matilda II, in which he had done over a 100 trips, when she was crashed by a new pilot who had spun in on the approach from a few 100 feet, but fortunately was not killed. Matilda III was replaced when 253 Squadron was allocated Hurricane Mark IIs. He lost Matilda IV, which had twelve guns, through engine failure when a fellow pilot forced landed at another aerodrome. Matilda V also had twelve guns and Peter thought her ‘a wizard’ but she was sent to Russia. VI and VII were old ones that he had only a while before they had to have overhauls and Matilda VIII was ‘a four cannon job’ with much more power. The majority of Peter’s flying career was spent on Hurricanes and overall, he thought them ‘wizard’. He was obviously fond of his Matildas. But like many pilots, he did not regret the change to Spitfires when he went to 616 Squadron.


Photo is of Peter and (probably) Matilda VIII, taken after he was commissioned in January 1942 and before his posting to 616 Squadron in March 1942.