GEC Pensions

During his talk to the 2008 reunion on 12 April Robbie Robertson gave a brief outline of the changes that have taken place in the administration of the GEC 1972 Plan.  Of particular interest was the acquisition of the scheme by the Pension Corporation.

Robbie is now a member of the Pensions Consultative Committee (PCC).

Since his talk the government pensions regulator has issued a press release.  This can be read at
http://www.thepensionsregulator.gov.uk/mediaCentre/pressReleases/pn08/pn08-08.aspx

The report under Section 89 of the Pensions Act can be read at
http://www.thepensionsregulator.gov.uk/pdf/Section89Telent.pdf

In Memoriam

We regret to report the deaths of the following Veterans and extend our sympathy to the families of those mentioned.

P G Barnard
P B Helsdon
R Morfey
C Payne
C W Rand
E F Schellisch
J L Wells

This list was up to date on 17 April 2008 and supercedes the list published on 19 March 2008

Marconi First Day cover

At the annual reunion of the Association on 12 April 2008 we were handed an envelope by Irma Atterbury containing several historic documents relating to the Company.

One of the more interesting items, and certainly the most valuable, was this First Day Cover commemorating the centenary of the birth of Guglielmo Marconi.

Our thanks go to Irma for these gifts.  They will be kept safely and one day we hope it will be possible to display them appropriately.

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Charles Rand MBE

Marconi Veterans’ Association regrets to announce the death Charles Rand, MBE our Chairman and President for 2008.

Charles died on 10 April.

The funeral will be held at

St. Andrews Church,
Melbourne Avenue,
Chelmsford CM1 2JB

at 2 pm on Friday 18 April.

In Memoriam

We regret to report the deaths of the following Veterans and extend our sympathy to the families of those mentioned.

P A L Bass
I R Baxter
K W Butcher
H J Chaney
E H R Dickson
R E Doubleday
J F M Gordon
D Henderson
F E Johnson
C Kettle
W N Morrison
D J Moore
I Morgan
R J Muir
R A G Paddon
E J Porter
J Quill
T J Rattray
R Telford
F H Weavers
P H White
M Wintersgill

This list was up to date on 19 March 2008 and supercedes the list published on 31 January 2008

Newsletter 2008

Number 10, January 2008

Lulled into a false sense of security.

The 2006 edition really wasn’t too much of a problem to deal with, given my background in sharing with my wife the production of our village newsletter. The main difficulties came with setting up my own template, and sifting through the pile of articles that had been submitted to Peter after his appeal in the 2004 edition, prioritising the ones for inclusion in my first issue and those which would ultimately appear in subsequent years’ editions, or on the website. The scanning and editing of lots of sheets of A4 and putting it on the page is all pretty routine stuff.

The 2007 edition was almost a breeze, with a stockpile of backlog items held in readiness against the possibility of insufficient new contributions through the year, then with a number of really good new contributions coming in.

So this time I thought ‘a doddle – no need even to switch on the computer until the New Year’. A bad move. No sooner had I put finger to keyboard than we were plagued with a misbehaving operating system (or hardware?) – repeated crashes, random spontaneous rebooting etc. One day, any number of crashes, the next day none at all. Took it to ‘my man’ who replaced a suspect power supply module – OK for a couple of days, then misbehaving again. We’d got to the time in January when we needed to start preparing the February edition of the village newsletter in parallel, but whilst we were experiencing continual interruptions, we were able to carry on working. If it was handed over to the man for a proper investigation it would be away for an indeterminate period. Therefore soldiering on was the least worst option, which is what we’re doing. As I type this, some light relief from shoehorning the last few items into spaces where they don’t really fit, I’m about a working day away from the press deadline: I might just make it.

Honour for Veterans’ Chairman

The Marconi Veterans’ Association Committee offer congratulations to Charles and wishes him a speedy recovery from his recent illness.

With thanks to Peter Turrall and the Essex FA website for information used in this article.

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Charles Rand, Chairman of Marconi Veterans’ Association and this year’s President, has been awarded the MBE in the New Year’s Honours list. The award was made for his services to sport in Essex (specifically football) where he has played, refereed, assessed other referees and been a long serving member of the Essex Olympian League Management Committee.

Charles, who lives in Chelmsford, was for many years Chief Production Engineer of Marconi Radar Systems, Writtle Road, Chelmsford when John Sutherland was Managing Director. His footballing career started at the age of 15 in 1946 when he took part in his first competitive game for the Mid-Essex Technical College, but his involvement in the sport increased once his playing days were over. He was one of the founder Committee Members of the Olympian League when it was formed in 1966, so-called as it was an Olympic year. He started as Fixture Secretary until 1971 and was also Publicity Secretary in 1968/69, refereeing in the League simultaneously.

He was Honorary Secretary from 1971 until 1973 when he was made Vice-Chairman, being elected Chairman in 1978. This was a position he occupied until the end of the 1999/2000 campaign and that year he was named the League’s first ever Patron. Conducting around 270 referee assessments during that time, the culmination of the 2003/04 season saw his efforts recognised on a countywide scale as he received the Essex County Football Association’s Award of Merit. Not intent on stopping there, he continued refereeing under 12s’ matches until the ripe old age of 75!

He said ‘I was overwhelmed when the letter from the Prime Minister’s Office arrived and I am deeply thrilled to receive this in recognition of my long association over many years with Essex football. Within hours of the release of the news I had the press visiting. I needed to keep it a secret from them for the six weeks since I received the news up until the New Year, which was the hardest part’. The presentation will be made at Buckingham Palace mid-February when wife Betty and his two daughters will accompany him.

Mailbag

A number of letters this year are from correspondents seeking information whilst researching their family history, or for the preparation of articles or books. If no contact detail appears with the letter then please direct any information, or your own contact details for the enquirer, to Barry Powell or to the editor.

RAF Aerial Erectors

David Kniveton wrote in September 2007 seeking assistance with a book he is writing about the activities of RAF Aerial Erectors, and asking how he could gain access to the archives. He was given a number of possibly helpful leads – and told the sorry story of the archives. The letter is reproduced here. Although the book is written it has not yet been published and any additional contributions, if helpful, can be incorporated, so if anyone can assist he would welcome the contact.

We have his e-mail and postal address. Ed.

He writes:

About eight years ago I was in touch with Gavin Baxter, Assistant Archivist at the GEC Archives whilst researching for a book I am writing about the Royal Air Force Aerial Erectors. The time delay is due to me suffering various health problems, but now I am fit and well and determined to finish the book.

The letter I have from Gavin Baxter states that I have full permission to use the photographs etc that he was kind enough to send me.

Now that I have picked up my pen again I find that shortly after being in contact with Gavin the archives have disappeared, or at least to me they have.  After a lot of searching on the web I came across a GEC newsletter from 2006 where you were taking over as editor.

I understand now that GEC made a gift of the archives to the local council.  Can you please shed any light onto the archives now?  Are there any contact details available?

Your help would be greatly appreciated.

Colwyn Bay College, and ‘The Marconi Scientist Mystery’

Richard Shaw, February 2007

Many thanks for another excellent issue: full of interesting information, much of it vital material for anyone engaged in historical research.  Do you deposit a copy with the British Library or any other archive from which it could be made available in the future? (Currently we don’t, but we intend to lodge copies with the Essex Records Office. Ed.)

Of particular interest to me was the article by Felix Mascarenhas whose name is familiar and whose path I crossed more than once without, I think, ever meeting.

The first time was at Colwyn Bay Wireless College, which he left in the year I first went there. The second occasion was the Cardiff depot in Mountstuart Square, which I think he must have left before I started there in 1956. Perhaps we shall finally achieve a sighting at the reunion in April.

The article, ‘The Marconi Scientist Mystery’ I found most intriguing. I had not read Tony Collins’ book, ‘Open Verdict’, but I was immediately reminded of an article that appeared in the News of the World on September 7, 2003. Titled, ‘The Kelly Conspiracy’, it asked, ‘Are the deaths of 25 scientists linked?’, and named 25 ‘of the world’s top scientists – including Dr David Kelly – [who] have died mysteriously in the past two years.’

All, it seems, worked in similar fields. ‘Many of the specialists – some world leaders in the development of weapons grade biological plagues – died within days of each other’, the report continued. ‘Ten were killed in plane crashes, one caused by a ‘stray’ surface-to-air missile.’

‘Five died after apparently being mugged at home and three were shot.’

‘Two, including Dr Kelly, committed suicide while another was stabbed to death. One was gassed in a laboratory’s air-locked rooms, another was mown down while out jogging. And one mysteriously fell off a bridge after suffering a ‘dizzy’ spell.’

There appears to be no direct connection between any of these 25 deaths and those of the 25 Marconi scientists. But although both groups worked in several different fields, all had military, or potentially military, uses.

Consequently, even if one discounts ten per cent of those deaths as possibly accidental, the fact that so many such scientists met unnatural deaths in so short a time tends to challenge a belief in coincidence: a challenge that seems strengthened by the apparent lack of any further news of official investigations.

A letter from Keith Hughes in Dovercourt last March regretted his not being able to attend the reunion, and went on to say:

Thank you for the 12-page news letter – it had some very interesting news.  As a Welshman I had a particular interest in the Colwyn Bay story (P2) and also to read the letter from Fred Kenyon on the late Derek Greiss.  Both Fred and Derek were good friends of mine years ago and I would like to write to Fred in Australia – would you be able to gave me his present address?

(A further contribution on Derek Griess’ involvement with HF/DF in WW2 appears later in this newsletter)

The wisdom of the Saturday supplements

Bills travel through the mail at twice the speed of cheques.

Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view.

The Marconi Lancia

This article has been on the website since July 2007.  If you wish to re-read it please look at the archive for the month.

The Baddow tower – further thoughts

Bill Fitzgerald, March 2007

Further to your note in the newsletter on the Baddow tower, I am wondering if there is any point in having the tower listed!  The only advantage gained might be to delay its destruction.  All the owners would need to do would be to declare it ‘unsafe’.

If a listing was given and honoured, who could be persuaded to re-erect it and where?  Bawdsey perhaps, but all the listed towers they had are gone.  The cost to dismantle the tower, from the top down, to transport it, to re-erect it and paint it would be extremely costly. Perhaps we could get a mobile phone company to erect it at Sandford Mill (God forbid).

Sorry to be an old pessimist but we must consider the facts.  Whatever happens the tower cannot stay at Baddow if the site is sold for residential use.  A swift charge of explosives at each leg – and goodbye!

Could you get your spies at Baddow to see if the structure is being cared for.  The tower is of mild steel and requires care to prevent corrosion.  I think I know now why English Heritage is reluctant to list it!

In passing, did you get a copy of the plan of the factory, in colour, from the developers?  Has anybody combed the site for any artefacts?  I spent hours in that building on top of the white building checking the Marine Radar linearity against the echoes from the avenues.  Has anyone been up there since?

Bill Godden’s memory of a ‘Barnacle Buster’ brought memories flooding back.  It was developed in Building 38 (by the Marconi Road gate) where Marine Radar and Echo sounders were developed.  Johnny Glasgow was the engineer assisted, or should I say that he was frustrated, by the attentions of Captain Round!  Is Johnny a veteran, I would like to hear from him? (Yes, John Glasgow is on the Register of Veterans.)

Memories of Marconi Radar

David Ashman

I visited the website of the Marconi Veterans’ Association because of the fond memories and admiration I always held for the Marconi Company. Watching and reading about the demise of the company at the start of the millennium from Asia was extremely painful. An absolute travesty for employees and the Chelmsford community.

I worked for Marconi Radar in Great Baddow for just two and half years in the sixties, holding a relatively junior position in the Air Traffic Control section and then with Systems A team…. or was it Systems B team? During my short time of employment I worked under Don Eastaugh and then, on the Systems team, worked for Roger Woodcock and Ian Donaldson. I greatly admired their technical skills, know-how and man management skills.

My technical interest and work was involved with primary ATC Radar systems. Marconi Company introduced me to digital signal processing. I found an additional challenge in computers as I was drawn into the world of Marconi Myriad Computers and trained as a programmer at the Writtle Training Centre.

I enjoyed happy and satisfying employment at Marconi Radar with good prospects. What more could I want. I had the best job in the world and was, it seemed to me, surrounded by most of the best people. Unfortunately this wasn’t to last. Family problems made it necessary for me to resign and return to working and living in London. Eventually the computer systems skills given to me by Marconi took my career into the financial sector. The Marconi managers also gave me a model upon which to build my own management style. My career prospered as a result.

Since those very happy days I’ve worked in many ‘blue chip’ companies, worked in over 100 countries, encountered a variety of modern managers, survived culture change programmes, participated in ‘customer first’ workshops, endured immersion in the quality management way whilst generally trying to stay up-to-date with modern management methods. I suppose these have made their mark on me and indeed have probably contributed to my career which has taken me all over the world and given me much satisfaction. However when I reflect on the companies I’ve worked for, the managers I’ve served, and the satisfaction I experienced, despite all the advances in ‘methods’ none exceed the personal satisfaction I experienced working for and serving the Marconi Company.

Having visited your website from my desk in Singapore and experiencing the pleasure of linking to one of the very happy periods of my life, I just wanted to express my appreciation to the Marconi community for the contribution they made to my life and career.

Scottish Signal School (Glasgow Wireless College)

Vix Kennedy – vixykins2@googlemail.com

I’m wondering if you or any of your members know anything of the Scottish Signal School, also referred to as the Glasgow Wireless College, which was at 15 Newton Place, Glasgow during the war?

My son’s great grandfather is listed as principal there between 1942-1946 and then he moved his family to Rhodesia. This is all I know! Rhodesia at that time was the new world and many people moved there to help build the country, much like Australia and New Zealand. I assume he would have been doing a similar trade there and been involved in wireless communications.

I’m pretty sure he would have left there as it became Zimbabwe, and may have gone to South Africa or more likely USA or even returned to Scotland, but I’m sure he would have remained in the trade.

His name was Charles Theodore Kennedy and he was married to an Annie Elizabeth Gibson. They had a son in 1944 called Raymond. If any of your members know anything about the school or remember him as a principal I’d love to hear from them!

History of ATC and airport radar

L A Thomas, Swansea

I am doing research on the history and development of ATC and Airport radar systems in the UK for the post war years, and write to you in the hope that some of your members may be able to assist me with any trade literature or general technical knowledge of the sets that Marconi designed and manufactured. I am led to understand that the former radar archives are no more, and to date have obtained information from early issues of aeronautical journals, technical magazines eg Marconi Review, and from the official files at the National Archives. The official files refer to the planning and siting of ATC radars, but do not provide any general details of the equipment, and often contain lobe diagrams. If any of your members have any information on the following Marconi radars I would be interested to hear – S232 series, S264, S264A, S264 A/H and the S650 series.

I recently placed a reader’s request letter in an Essex newspaper for information on the above but had a very poor response.

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Elsie, the Squigger-Bug

Normally the Squigger-Bug is kept below the threshold on a lead (often a short grid lead). If this lead is lengthened, the creature appears above the threshold and becomes self-excited by continually repeating her curious cry, a kind of variable mew. When fully excited she dives into the nearest closed circuit round which she races, tail in mouth, at incredible speed. The presence in a transmitter of the female of the species attracts the male (in this case, one Mike R O Henry by name). Mike has on several occasions tried to choke Elsie with the grid lead, but the reluctance with which she reacts to his coercive force ensures that there is no change in Elsie’s characteristic curves.

When chased out of a transmitter, the female Squigger-Bug goes immediately to earth by way of the nearest bypass, digging herself in with a circular movement of ever-increasing radius, and finally disappearing with a loud report, leaving behind a characteristic odour of burnt bakelite and a pile of brass filings. Hence the Pyramids.

This, the only specimen of the well-known parasite which has survived captivity, answers to the name of Elsie Ratio. She has a magnetic personality although her head is a perfect vacuum. The female is very voracious and, owing to her self-capacity, is able to eat excessive amounts of grid currants and a little anode feed. The latter is kept in a tank coil and comes out of a tap. The Squigger-Bug eats from a quartz plate (which in wartime was reduced to a pintz plate), and is accustomed to feed from positive to negative. She is much perturbed if fed the other way, a process known as negative feedback.

Her bent-up chassis is inductive (abbrev. infinitely seductive) and her component parts are colour-coded giving an attractive skin-effect. Vanity is responsible for the full-wave in her antennae, although this Hertz antennae unless padding capacities are used.

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Squigger-bug – Parasiticus Preposterosus. Germinated, incubated and brought to maturity in the laboratory of the Marconi Wireless Telegraph Marine Development Section I.B.

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From the first issue of the Marconi Mariner, Vol. 1, No.1, July-August 1947 with thanks to Jimmy Leadbitter.

He was very wrong, but lived…

Tom Gutteridge – a contribution from December 2005

An occasional reader of the Newsletter, I have been interested to read other people’s contributions to this little bit of Marconi history: here are some of mine.

I joined Marconi Test Department from the Chelmsford Tech in 1943 and leaving in 1974, my memory of those times is hazy but I think Mr Robb, who had an office in the front building, was the Chief of Test.

As a junior, I started with the boring job of testing components like capacitors, inductances, Muirhead drives and coils.  The area for testing coils was at the end of the girls’ winding shop upstairs.  A dangerous place for self-conscious young men! Later I moved on to High Power Test.  This was the ‘big bang’ area – before Safety at Work rules and regulations! SWB 8s and SWB 11s for the Admiralty were a fairly steady work load and later, high power Broadcast Transmitters.

High Power Test was run by Mr Whiteman and later by V J Sandy.  Among the ‘oldies’ were G C Baker, and Mr Wylie – who I think suffered as a Marine Operator earlier in the war.  Then there was Alfie Amos, Tommy Tomlinson, Doug Hills, Ecclestone and many others whose names have slipped my memory.  G C Baker would regale us with the excitement and problems of taking his nanny goat(s) on the back seat of his open Riley car to visit Sandy’s goat the previous evening.

We were handling lots of kilowatts but I don’t recall anyone getting seriously hurt: even a young man known as ‘fearless Fearman’ who insisted that power was off at the wall and proceeded to put a screwdriver across the terminals of a SWB 8 transmitter to prove it.  Unfortunately he was very wrong, but lived to explain loudly that it was somebody else’s fault!

In the exposed corner by the entry to the High Power Test was a lash-up to provide very high voltages (like lightning!) mainly for testing or proving high voltage insulators.  Very, very high voltages were generated (enough to make your hair stand on end!) and it took a bit of know-how to set up the tuned circuits to get the required voltage.  Wylie was good at this.

The transmitters were built in the workshop below Marconi House opposite the canteen.  I cannot immediately recall the name of the foreman but the chargehand was Charlie Pashley.  I think he had been involved in the Altmark event off Norway in the Second World War and survived.  I got to know many of the fitters.  They were a good and friendly lot, some of whom later worked with me on overseas installations.  At the entrance to Marconi House (or just behind) there was an entrance to the lower ground area or cellar where the archives and records were kept in the care of an old RN sailor who took part in the Zeebrugge attack in the First World War.  He certainly had several fingers missing.  I can’t think what I was doing there but he was always good for an interesting chat. Another link to the First World War was Diggens who was a sort of general helper around Power Test.  He would cheerfully relate the most unpleasant experiences of fighting in the trenches.

In due course I went into the services for a spell and on my return became involved on overseas installation work, but that’s another story.

The Marconi Site, New Street, Chelmsford

Peter Turrall

The new owners of the Marconi factory and offices, Messrs Ashwell Developments of Cambridge, have submitted proposals for the redevelopment of the site to Chelmsford Borough Council and right now discussions with the council’s Planning Department are taking place.

The latest date for Messrs Selex (who are at the moment the occupiers) to leave the site is July 1st this year.  After this date the developers will, providing planning permission is granted, move in to start the first phase of the redevelopment which probably will be the demolition of the factory and associated buildings.  The main front building housing offices will remain as this is already covered by a preservation order.

On behalf of the Veterans’ Committee, I have had negotiations with Chelmsford Borough Council Planning Director as well as the Leader of the Council and Cabinet Member for Arts and Heritage.  The council, whilst in favour of a Heritage Centre which the Veterans’ Committee would like in the front building, are unable to offer any finance for this to become reality.  The finance, if any, to house archives, memorabilia and other documentation must come from other sources and hopefully from the developer.  Already discussions in this direction have taken place, but the developers have other important aspects which must be considered before a Heritage Centre can come to fruition.  Therefore it will be sometime before we can take the next steps.

Meanwhile, I am gathering memorabilia, documents and other Marconi related items.  Hopefully one day these can be catalogued and held in the Heritage Centre at New Street.  Please, whatever you do, make sure anything you possess in this area is made available to the Veterans’ Association and not put into the bin, now or whenever you pass on.  Quite recently we have been given a complete set of microphones, some made at New Street, all beautifully mounted on wooden stands.

The initial outlay to get the Heritage Centre under way looks to be in the order of £50K.  This is because a considerable amount of work to get toilets, water, electricity, modifications to the building and heating sorted out is necessary.  This area has been vacated for a number of years and certainly would have to be sorted out before we could offer the public access to the site.  Parking is also a problem but eventually this will be overcome once the site is cleared.

Your committee is considering any shortcuts available to finance even a small area of the site to house documentation and memorabilia and this will be discussed at the reunion.

Meanwhile, it is hoped to record on audio disks the voices of people who worked in the Company and already a list of possible names has been drawn up. If you have some stories to relate of your time with the Company, then please advise the undersigned who will take all details and if appropriate, will make in due course arrangements for a recording to be made.  The most modern equipment will be available for this purpose but here again it will cost money to carry this out and funding will have to be sought.

Your Veterans’ Committee has given the go-ahead to a proposal I made to them of preparing a book of memories from people who worked for the Company.  More details will be given at the reunion but, if you have any story no matter how small or long, please put this to paper and send either to the undersigned or our secretary Barry Powell.  Again, it will cost a lot of money to produce and we are looking for ways to finance this.  Timescales dictate that during the next 12 months information will be gathered and edited. Preparation for printing requires a further few months, meaning that the book will be ready for sale in about 18 months time.  The anticipated cost will be around £15 each and we will need to sell at least 1,500 to make the project worthwhile.  The title of the book is likely to be ‘Memories of Marconi in Chelmsford – Gone But Not Forgotten’.

Sandford Mill Museum

Marconi Day, Saturday 26 April 2008

International Marconi Day commemorates Guglielmo Marconi’s birthday. Your chance to visit the Marconi collections, see the new exhibition in the Marconi broadcasting hut, and explore the mysteries of radio transmission and Morse code with Chelmsford Amateur Radio Society. Entrance free, 10am – 5pm

Summer Sundays – 3, 10, 17, 24 August 2008

The Engine House is open on Sunday afternoons throughout August.  See the museum’s industrial collections and visit the Discovery Zone! Entrance free, 2 – 5pm

http://www.chelmsford.gov.uk/index.cfm?articleid=6790

The role of Derek Griess in WW 2

Arriving just at the time that the obituary of Derek Griess appeared in the last newsletter, Bryan Everett passed on to Barry Powell further background to Derek’s WW 2 career which came to him from Fred Kenyon in Australia. He writes:

Herewith copies of information from Fred Kenyon regarding Derek Griess’ wartime work with Marconi installing HF/DF equipment. Fred was most anxious to lay hands on Derek’s passports and I just couldn’t understand why this was so – I now know.

(In the documents received from Bryan Everett was a list of 33 passport entries from April 1940 to June 1945 covering the area of the Atlantic from Liverpool to Portugal, West Africa, South Africa, St Helena, the Caribbean, the USA and Canada, evidence of a number of transatlantic crossings over that period. Ed.)

Fred’s letter to an aunt of Derek’s in York notes that a significant part of Derek’s wartime career was associated with the installation of HF/DF (Huff-Duff) equipment at coastal stations on both sides of the Atlantic in support of the Royal Navy’s North Atlantic convoy escort duties. It played a crucial role in containing the U-boat threat.

The foregoing was a preface to a page from Fred giving more detail of this period, which follows here.

During World War 2 there was a period from the commencement of the conflict in September 1939 when Britain was totally dependent on sea traffic across the Atlantic when supplies from America were vital. This was particularly so after Britain was isolated following the fall of France.

German U-boats were very successful sinking allied shipping, often sinking as many as sixty per cent of the ships in a convoy. Tactics were changed, and convoys were escorted by the Royal Navy using destroyers and frigates fitted with a number of new weapons. One of the most important of these was direction-finding equipment using high frequency radio (HF/DF) nicknamed Huff-Duff. The German U-boats hunted in packs and they communicated with each other and with Berlin when they surfaced every twenty four hours to charge their batteries. They assumed that if they broke radio silence only briefly with encoded signals they could not be traced.

Britain developed Huff-Duff using seaboard and land-based equipment so that even a brief HF signal could be registered and tracked from a number of receivers, allowing an exact location of the transmission to be immediately established and providing a bearing for the escort vessels to locate the enemy. The Marconi Company was involved in installing Huff-Duff stations around the Atlantic in British colonial countries which fortunately bordered the whole Atlantic coast. Derek Griess was the young (26) qualified radio engineer chosen for this urgent mission in May 1940. During the next five years he travelled constantly to many places around the North and South Atlantic coast from Halifax Nova Scotia and the West Indies and British Guiana in South America, across to Sierra Leone and the Gold Coast of Africa and even St Helena, a tiny island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

The result of all this effort was that in Spring 1941 the escort vessels sailing out of Liverpool suddenly started to be very successful in locating and sinking the enemy U-boats. The German Admiral Dönitz lost some of his best U-boat commanders and the leader of the British Royal Navy escort ships Captain Frederic John Walker (known popularly as Johnnie Walker) became a hero being awarded four DSOs and a knighthood. From this time leading up to the D-Day invasion on 6 June 1945 the Atlantic gateway was open to massive amounts of traffic bringing the armaments that enabled the successful invasion of Europe.

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North Atlantic convoy (above) and (below) an HF/DF set

Photos: www.mikekemble.com

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(Background to Huff-Duff and the Battle of the Atlantic at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huff-Duff. Google that and Frederic John Walker for a number of other relevant articles)

(I have a copy of the list of Derek Griess’s wartime passport entries, and would be happy to email a copy to any veteran requesting it. Ed).

Report of the 2007 Veterans’ reunion

The 71st annual reunion, at the MASC in Beehive Lane, Chelmsford, took place on Saturday 14th April. The president for the year, Professor Roy W Simons, was introduced by MVA Chairman, Charles Rand. In his introduction Charles touched on their shared past in Marconi Radar, first at Baddow, then later at Writtle Road when he was Chief Production Engineer during Roy’s time as Technical Director.

Roy Simons reviewed the Marconi companies’ involvement in radar systems design and manufacture, from Marconi’s anticipation of the concept of radiolocation, when in 1922 in an address to the American Institution of Electrical Engineers (AIEE) he said’…it should be possible to design apparatus to radiate or project a beam of rays, which rays, if coming across a metallic object such as a ship, would be reflected back to a receiver..’, until the time of his (Roy Simons’) own departure from the Marconi Radar Systems Ltd in 1986.

The company’s first practical involvement in radar came with design of the aerial arrays for the Chain Home system in the mid 1930s, moving then during WW2 into manufacture of many radar systems, particularly for gunnery and naval surveillance, and also notably large-scale manufacture of magnetrons.

His own introduction to radar at the end of the war, under R J Kemp, was involvement in the design of a radar for the Marine Company – the basis of Radiolocator.

Subsequent notable milestones over the following years included a major contract for refurbishment of the wartime air-defence radar system of the United Kingdom during the late 40s/early 50s – a total of 20 sites for the RAF, design and manufacture of the Type S247 radar, the Queen’s Award-winning S600 series, GWS Sea Wolf system for the Royal Navy, the formation of Marconi Radar Systems in 1969, and the last major surface radar that the company produced, another Queen’s Award winner, Martello. Over these years two parallel product lines for radar systems materialised, one for HMG business and the other for private venture (predominantly overseas) business.

He concluded by saying that the Marconi Company was the leading supplier of radar systems to the world and he was proud to have been associated with the work of his colleagues in Marconi Radar Systems as the Technical Director for its first 17 years.

MVA Vice Chairman Peter Turrall then introduced the Guest of Honour, Dr John Williams OBE, FREng, HonFIEE. John Williams was for a number of years Director of the Marconi Research Centre at Great Baddow, and later Secretary and Chief Executive of the Institution of Electrical Engineers.

Dr. Williams shared some reminiscences of Lord Weinstock, to whom he had to report for about eight years, and interspersed his speech with various anecdotes about meetings with Lord Weinstock and some of the subterfuges used to prevent him from finding out too much about the particular operating company, and how it was necessary to explain the existence of certain staff who Lord Weinstock might otherwise consider excessive to the business.

Lord Weinstock was obsessed with not wasting money or resources and would take the opportunity at budget meetings to probe into particular areas. He was not interested in details of long term strategy; in fact in a memo to all MDs he said that making money from running businesses that GEC knew something about was the company’s only strategy and we were forbidden to use the word in future monthly reports. Talking about memos from Lord Weinstock, one managing director was surprised to get a response from Lord Weinstock to his monthly report which started ‘your monthly report is not entirely unsatisfactory’. The MD considered this the height of praise and framed the memo for posterity.

Dr Williams offered another anecdote that beautifully illustrated the focus on avoiding waste of money – and how it might be sidestepped. On a visit to Great Baddow, Lord Weinstock asked why it was necessary to employ two gardeners at the site. It was explained that they were necessary to keep the grass down to minimise HF path losses between transmitter and receiver antennae.

He concluded by emphasising his great respect for Lord Weinstock’s management style and his prudent business approach, and wondering how different things might have been for the Company had he not bowed to City pressure and handed over the reins when he did.

Veterans’ reunion 2008

The 2008 reunion will take place on Saturday 12th April at the MASC, Beehive Lane, Chelmsford, commencing at 1.00pm.  This year’s President is Veteran Charles Rand MBE, chairman of the MVA Standing Committee and previously Chief Production Engineer, Marconi Radar Systems Ltd, based at the Writtle Road complex.  He will be introduced by Professor Roy W Simons OBE, CEng, FIET, CPhys, FInstP, last year’s President. During the AGM, Peter Turrall will give an update on the impending redevelopment of the New Street site, and Robbie Robinson, former Managing Director of Marconi Communications Systems Ltd and a member of the Pensions Consultative Committee will update Veterans on the telent/Stanhope Pensions Trust pension situation and answer any questions that Veterans may wish to ask.

A project anecdote of times past

E J (Ted) Haydon

I’m thinking about the time around the early to mid eighties. Do you remember those days, when we worked hard and when the opportunity arose played hard. It was a time when we looked forward to going to work; it was intellectually challenging and best of all it was fun. I guess around the mid-eighties things changed, but let’s not dwell on that.

An annual event was entertaining our customers to lunch on HMS Belfast. As those of us who were fortunate enough to attend these occasions will remember, the form was pre-lunch drinks, wine with the meal, and there was always plenty of this, and of course when dining with the Navy, the obligatory bottle of port which is passed around at the end of the meal until it is empty. Negotiating your way home after that was quite an art. I understand that some more ‘experienced’ diners would venture out in the evening to a night club but I know nothing of these activities!

On one particular occasion after lunch I was invited to join a naval officer and his wife for dinner that evening. They lived during the week with their dog on a longboat moored on the Regents Canal. We met his wife from work and dined at a Greek restaurant somewhere in Camden Town. Having done justice to a couple more bottles of wine, it was suggested that we adjourn for coffee to the boat. Now, I can vaguely remember arriving, but must have passed out before coffee, as the next thing I remember was the dog licking my face at 6am the next morning. After thanking my ‘hosts’ for the night’s impromptu stay, I hurried home just in time to meet my wife on the doorstep as she left for work. I can still remember her words as she cycled off – ‘Oh! You made it then’.

I reported in around 10am explaining to my boss the reason for my lateness. He, whom shall remain nameless (MVB), then told me he had been woken up that morning by the cleaners in a railway carriage in the sidings at Southend. I think I was slightly peeved that he was at his desk working before me!

But then it was business as usual. Happy days!

Photo – Anders Isaksson www.isazone.com

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This contribution injects a Basildon flavour into this issue. We did things differently there – or did we? Ed.

Research – military radio

From Peter R Jensen

I recently came across a copy of the Marconi Veterans’ Newsletter and saw that it contained a wealth of material which could be particularly useful for the book that I am starting to assemble. You may recognize my name from a couple of books that have dealt with the development of telecommunications over the last 100 years. I notice that one of them is referred to in the newsletter, ‘In Marconi’s Footsteps – Early Radio’. The more recent book, ‘From the Wireless to the Web’, was published in 2000.

Needless to say, the newsletter came to my attention courtesy of the internet and the redoubtable search engine Google.

The book that I am working on is provisionally entitled ‘Wireless as War’, and in it I am aiming to explore the development of radio technology from 1901 in South Africa to probably the 1960s when my military service was undertaken as a National Serviceman. As for the earlier books, it is intended to do this through a series of narratives dealing with actual events, and for this reason the Marconi Veterans represent an interesting source of potentially relevant experience.

In addition to Military Radio as used by the conventional fighting forces, I am also particularly interested in clandestine radio communications and its development. This is because the demands for light weight and compactness led to a series of developments that influenced radio design during the years following the war. In this context, I am currently involved with a group of radio amateur historical radio society people to replicate the Paraset of 1943, an interesting early portable transmitter receiver that was used by SOE in its efforts to undermine the Nazis in France.

Given the foregoing, I wonder if you can suggest a means to obtain access to the newsletter. Are you aware of it being provided to any organisation in Australia, which I where I am based? (Peter Jensen has been directed to the website to access back editions of the newsletter, and Barry has sent him hard copies of issues which do not appear on the website. Ed.)

Apropos ‘In Marconi’s Footsteps – Early Radio’, if there are other veterans of the Marconi Company who are interested in obtaining a copy, I have a stock of new books that came from the publisher when they decided to declare the book out of print. The going rate is £35 Sterling which includes postage on an airlifted basis and involves approximately 2 week or less delay from receipt of funds which can be a Sterling cheque as I have an account in the UK.

With kind regards and thanks in anticipation of your response.

The changing times…

Alan Hine, February 2007

As you spoke about hearing any scraps of news, I thought I would put pen to paper.

I worked at Marconi Basildon for 36 years and have been retired for 16.  However I met a couple of work mates in town that still worked at the new SELEX building and was asked to pop in and see some of the other lads, and have a cup of tea and a natter.  Having just reached my 80th birthday I thought it would be nice to pay them a visit.  My son kindly took me by car and I made my way to the reception area.  The woman rang a supervisor I had worked with, who arrived on the scene.  He made off to make arrangements for a photograph and pass.  But when he returned he said the powers that be would not issue one because of security, so I was not allowed to enter.  This perhaps is not the sort of letter you would like to print but I was very annoyed and felt like speaking my mind. (So much for 36 years service!)

Aeronautical Memories

Roderick Mackley, February 2007

Thank you for the Newsletter which arrived this morning. I am most impressed by the way you have put this issue in particular together which constituted an absorbing read.

There is something very special about the dear old Marconi Company and its old members – I am still very, very proud to have spent so many years of my working life, firstly in the Company’s Commercial Department and subsequently in the Aeronautical Division and the Radar Company and I just cannot understand those people who have said that work was a bore – I can honestly say that I enjoyed every minute of every day.

Eric Walker’s memories of life at Lawford Lane is of particular interest as I really started my Marconi life there, joining Aeronautical Division for two weeks in late 1946 and staying for seventeen years before moving on! Eric’s account broadly confirms mine – he, like me, enjoyed the light-hearted, hard-working regimen there, almost like the RAF in which I had served during WWII but in civilian clothes! I will avoid repeating myself – my very warm memories of those early days were described in the January 2005 Newsletter.

It pleases me to see that Radar is being celebrated this year, and that my old mate, Roy Simons, is this year’s President.  It grieves me though that I shall be unable to attend the Annual Reunion because of a health blip which, to date, six specialists have been unable to diagnose.  Thankfully it is not life-threatening, just a wretched inconvenience!

I have now been retired for twenty years all but one month – doesn’t time fly?

Alfred H Howarth

John Howarth, Cumbria

This letter appeared in the October/November 2007 of ‘Radio Bygones’ journal, and as the result of an exchange of correspondence with John Howarth it is reproduced here.   If anyone can help in his researches, please contact him directly via email on GMlVKG@mail-me.org.uk, or pass any information or your own contact details for the enquirer to Barry Powell or to the editor.

I am researching the career of my father, Alfred H Howarth, as a Marconi-trained ‘Sparks’ or Radio Officer.

What little information I have at present indicates that he served on board the ocean-going tug Flying Breeze during WW1. This would be the first vessel bearing that name, as I understand that the one he served on was replaced by another with the same name at a later date.

From the end of WW1 till the early thirties he served as ‘Sparks’ on board many Merchant ships, mainly of the ‘tramp’ variety, sailing around most of the globe.

Unfortunately, the Marconi Company seems to have fragmented recently and I am unable to ascertain where the records of this company are deposited. In particular I am interested in any records of the Marconi Radio Operator branch, who would have been his employer.

I would appreciate any help that anyone out there can give me in either locating these records, or any other information that would give me a lead in locating further information.

Pat O’Hanlon, Radio Officer

Patrick O’Hanlon, Holden, Massachusetts, USA

I have just read with great interest the latest (April 2007) Marconi Veterans’ Association newsletter, in particular, the recollections of Felix Mascarenhas.

My uncle, Pat O’Hanlon, was also a Marconi Marine Officer during WW2, during which time he received recognition for good work when his vessel was torpedoed. He trained at the Marconi school in Liverpool or North Wales during the 1930s. Unfortunately, I do not know which shipping line he was attached to during peace time, but I do know that he subsequently worked for the British government in some communications capacity.

I am researching my family tree and Pat O’Hanlon was my uncle – he passed away some years ago. I would be extremely grateful if you could point me to any information that would perhaps help me find out a little more about my uncle and his career in radio communications.

Postscript to MIMCO Singapore 1942 to 1945

Extracts from Mr Duncan Robertson’s report to company management following his release from Japanese internment in 1945 were published under this heading in the 2006 newsletter, and the full text, less the missing page, was recently posted on the website entitled Singapore 1942. Scanning recently through the bound volume of the first editions of the Marconi Mariner covering 1947 to 1950 I can add this postscript.

When in 1942 the Japanese armies were forcing their way down the Malayan Peninsular, the work of the depot carried on almost up to the day when Singapore was finally occupied. The Depot Manager, Mr Duncan Robertson, and his Technical Assistant, Mr H Thompson, left Singapore by ship in an endeavour to reach the Dutch East Indies. Unfortunately, their vessel was intercepted by a Japanese warship and sunk after a short but intense bombardment. Mr Thompson was killed and Mr Robertson taken prisoner and carried off into captivity.

Singapore was finally liberated by the British on September 5th, 1945, and the former local staff of the depot, Messrs Andrew B Pinto, W M Wambeck and Ibrahim Shariff, reported for duty on September 7th. Mr Duncan Robertson arrived back from internment on September 18th and thus, after nearly four years’ break, the work of the depot was restarted. Mr Robertson, as a direct result of his internment, was at that time a very sick man, badly in need of a long rest. With the closing of the depot at Mombasa the Company transferred the European staff there to Singapore. Messrs J I Morse and E Dalton arrived in the Colony by air in November 1945, with Mr Morse as Acting Depot Manager.

By March 1949 Mr Robertson is recorded as being back in position as Depot Manager (see photo – Duncan Robertson, seated, is the fourth from the left), and then retiring from the Company on the 30th June 1949.

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Auxiliaries Anonymous

A very brief extract of the chapter in the ‘Book of Chelmsford’ by Gilbert Torrey (publ.1985) mentioned in the 2006 edition, to slot into the last awkward space. Non-Chelmsford Veterans – please forgive the indulgence.

At the start of WW2 the covert British Resistance Organisation was established to become active in the event of a German invasion, organised into local cells or patrols of 6-8 men with good local knowledge who could blend into the landscape and be useful in a tight corner. Underground bunkers were constructed as bases. A local group of cells in Chelmsford, Wickham Bishops, Hatfield Peverel, Terling and Boreham was commanded by Capt Keith Seabrook, a farmer from Little Leighs.

The Chelmsford patrol, whose bunker was in woodland adjoining Hanningfield Reservoir, was led by HC Berry, with the rank of Sergeant, later succeeded by WT Macnab, and comprised R*W Bartle, K*N Carter, BC Ager, AG Taylor and HW Pratley (*some doubt over these initials).  With the exception of Pratley and Taylor, and this is really the point of including this item, they were all from the Test Department of MWT in New Street, in their twenties and thirties at the outbreak of war, and were undoubtedly recruited for their knowledge of radio and radar in addition to their other qualities.  Pratley was in Marconi Research at Great Baddow, and Taylor was with LNER (as it then was) at Liverpool Street Station.

In Memoriam

The deaths of all Veterans notified to the secretary are published on a regular basis on this website.  The latest list is accessed from the front page index and the earlier notifications from the archive index.   These publishing dates correspond with the times of the Committee meetings.

The consolidatedl list of the deaths over the past year is published in the paper copy of this newsletter.

Tom Watson – Works Dentist

Peter Turrall

Not a Veteran but Works Dentist from 1957 until he retired, Tom Watson died on 3rd January 2008 aged 95.  He used to live in Chelmsford but moved several years ago to Brandon near Thetford.  I play golf with his son Alan Watson every Sunday.  If you intend to send a letter of condolence please forward it to me and I will hand it to Alan the following Sunday.

Writtle Road

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In keeping with a thread running through much of this issue – Marconi Radar – this aerial view of the Writtle Road site was taken in 1994 from a hot air balloon by Ray Strudwick.

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To members of the GEC (1972) Plan Pension

Robbie Robertson, January 2008

I know that many of you are concerned about the current state of affairs with regard to your pensions; this note is an attempt to explain the present position.

telent,* the small remaining core of our company, was bought by Pensions Corporation, a major finance and insurance group, in November last year. telent is the owner and sponsor of the company which administers our pension fund, Stanhope Pension Trust (SPT). SPT is a legal UK entity, controlled by a board of trustees (directors); the appointment of trustees is regulated by UK law, and historically we have had a board of 3 trustees appointed by telent, 3 appointed by the Pensions Consultative Committee acting on behalf of Fund members, and three independents, chosen by telent, and appointed with the approval of the Government Pensions Regulator. One of the independents has been chairman of the board.

Your three member nominated directors (MNDs), together with the independent chairman, have been extremely active and effective on your behalf. As soon as news of the possibility of a takeover emerged, they approached the Pensions Regulator (PR), asking that he use his powers to protect our fund. The PR agreed to their request, and three Independent Trustees (ITs) were appointed by the PR as additional trustees of the Plan for six months from 19th October 2007. The primary objective of the ITs is to ensure that future pension benefits continue to be protected, and that this objective receives independent consideration. The appointment of the ITs has had no effect on the day to day operation of the pension fund, which continues unchanged. The ITs are in position until 18th April 2008; if, at that date, the PR is still concerned about ownership/control of the SPT Pension Fund, then their appointment will be extended.

Because of the prompt and effective early action of the independent chairman and the MNDs, your pensions remain secure; I feel that the subject is now so well reported and publicised that this security is assured for some time to come. Your Pensions Consultative Committee has ex-Chelmsford pensioners Mick Elliot and me among its members, and continues to monitor the ongoing position closely; the pensions office will be issuing an update newsletter soon.

*For those Veterans not familiar with this remnant of MCSL, yes, it really does start with a lower case t ! Ed.

Please send articles for next year’s newsletter to:

  • Ken Earney,
    Editor, Marconi Veterans’ Association Newsletter, 59 Willow Crescent, Hatfield Peverel, Chelmsford, Essex CM3 2LJ
  • or to Barry Powell via mail, email or phone to his usual address/phone number
  • or via the ‘Contact us’ link on the Marconi Veterans’ website – https://www.marconi-veterans.com

In Memoriam

We regret to report the deaths of the following Veterans and extend our sympathy to the families of those mentioned.

G V Akerman
R W Fenton
H Jackson
J Stewart
S H Trudgill
J Watt

This list was up to date on 31 January 2008 and supercedes the list published on 3 December 2007

Singapore 1942

This report was brought to the attention of Huw Jones, director of Personnel at New Street until his retirement in 1995, by Peter Foulds, who was Assistant Press Officer GEC Marconi at the time.  Huw subsequently passed a copy to Peter Turrall for possible interest of the Marconi Veterans Association.
Singapore Depot.
October, 1945

General Management,
M.I.M.C.Co., Ltd.,
London, W.C.2.

Dear Sirs,

Singapore, February 1942:

The following is a report of the circumstances under which the European staff (Messrs. D, Robertson and H. Thompson) left Singapore on the morning of 12th February, 1942; four days before it fell to the Japanese:

In January and early February daylight bombing of docks, wharves, and the waterfront section particularly, of the city had become practically continuous, and many businesses were dispersing away from these areas. A.R.P. authorities were also insisting on the removal of inflammable stores from these areas. As a result of this Head Office arranged to rent one of the C. & W. houses at 10, Holt Road (rent $162/- per month; Depot rent reduced to $50/-per month whilst 10, Holt Road occupied), and part of Depot stores was removed there under very difficult conditions.

Despite the above, and the war situation generally, Government continually re-iterated that Singapore would not fall; large reinforcements were on the way, and the place would be held at all costs. Even as late as the 14th February the “Straits Times” repeated the Governor’s statement that “Singapore shall not fall.” I understand that by the l4th February the “Straits Times” was being turned out by Government. Government had evacuated Europeans from Penang before the Japanese reached there; this had aroused a storm of criticism from Asiatics whose relatives and friends had been left there to the tender mercies of the enemy, and it was generally felt here that the practical stoppage of European evacuation of males from Singapore was an anti-climax to the action taken at Penang. A Board was set up and no one could leave without permission of the Board.

Government had, about 1st February, indicated that a state of siege would exist at Singapore for some months, and had made available certain foodstuffs, rice, milk, etc., for purchase by the public, advising that whatever food could be obtained should be stored. By this time, however, the Japanese had reached the Johore Causeway, 16 miles from Singapore waterfront, and it was decided to send away Mrs. Robertson and Mrs. Thompson – both reached Australia safely after a very hazardous voyage. My first intimation that my wife had reached Australia safely was in December, 1943, about the same time that she first learned that I was interned in Sumatra – all I knew up to that date was she had reached Batavia safely.

Up to about 9th February male Europeans up to 55 years of age were not permitted to leave Singapore without permission from Mr. Justice Aitken’s Committee, and prior to that most Europeans accepted what appeared to be the inevitable, i.e. – remain in Singapore during the siege. However, about the 10th February, and still despite Government protestations that Singapore would not fall, it was obvious that only a miracle would save the place, and only by a miracle would those still there get away safely if they attempted to do so; yet from then more or less official permission to leave was extended to anyone prepared to risk it.

In the meantime there appeared to be only one vessel in the docks (m.v. “Gorgon”, A. Holt & Co.) and we completed our business with her on the 10th. All sorts and conditions of ships were, by this time, leaving with refugees, and it seemed obvious that during a time of siege no ships would be here and therefore beyond supplying E.S.D. material remaining in stores, no further useful work in servicing ships’ W/T installations could be carried out.

Labour, transport and materials were extremely difficult to obtain and only at prohibitive cost – in fact it was impossible to get labour into the docks and wharves. The military were the only persons working at the wharves during the last week or so.

From Sunday, 8th February, events moved very rapidly. On the morning of this day the Japanese made a first landing on Singapore Island, and a continuous stream of re-inforcements landed during the succeeding days. By the 10th, as well as continuous bombing, shells were landing on the outskirts of the town, and infantry engagements were taking place within a very short distance of 10 Holt Road. For some time I had .been acting as Supt. of Transport in the Medical Auxiliary Services at Raffles College, and was on duty from 7 pm on the 10th to 7 am on the 11th. I returned to my house in Nassim Road only to find it under shell fire. I thereupon proceeded to 10 Holt Road taking the remainder of my effects with me to add to the whole of my furniture and household effects (the same with some of Mr. Thompson’s) which had been taken to Holt Road as the garage there was fairly substantial and could be locked up. By this time fighting was taking place very close to 10 Holt Road, and the military took charge of the houses in that neighbourhood. We had to get out, so grabbed mattresses, bedding, clothing, food and whatever valuables we could lay our hands on and proceeded to the office in Robinson Road. It seemed as though that was where we were to stay during the siege.

I think there is sufficient in the preceding paragraph to show that from first thing on the llth, quick thinking and acting was very necessary. Whereas firms had a few weeks earlier moved out to so-called safe areas in the outskirts, they were now moving before the rapid Japanese advance, back again into their offices in the city and making arrangements to live there.

Early in the afternoon of the 11th, Mr. Thompson and myself having fixed, ourselves up at the office (he had come from his home – also under shell fire in the morning – via 10 Holt Road), decided to take stock of our position. We came to the mutual conclusion that no object whatever, either in the Company’s or country’s interest, would be served by remaining longer in Singapore unless sufficient relieving forces arrived and this, from reliable information appeared to be impossible. We therefore decided to cable you asking for permission to proceed to Batavia to join, temporarily, Radio Holland’s staff – the idea being that should, by some miracle, Singapore be relieved, we could return without much delay. We thereupon serviced you through C. & W., but immediately after doing so we realised that even as an urgent service there was little chance of getting a reply before all chances of leaving here had vanished.

After further consideration we decided to ask Mansfield & Co. if there was a vacancy on a vessel leaving for Batavia. We mutually agreed that if there was a ship we would join it; if there was no ship we would remain in Singapore. I may say it was a tremendous decision to take – we did not know whether to stay or leave, so left it to fate as above.

Mansfield & Co. had a ship called the “Redang” – an old Siam S.N. Co. vessel of just under 400 tons gross, built 40 years ago, speed 5 to 6 knots, carried cargo only. We obtained permission to leave for Batavia from Justice Aitken’s Committee also from the Immigration authorities. My passport, which I managed to save (as well as my Identity card No. 160) is so endorsed. These formalities had been carried out in the early afternoon whilst awaiting word from Mansfield & Co. When we did receive word that evening less than half-an-hour in which to join the ship including launch hire which was extremely difficult to obtain. Twenty-four C. & W. men were on the same ship, and some of them who had not brought bedding, etc., to the office with them had to go aboard with the minimum of personal effects,

It should be emphasised that many people, including ourselves, were influenced by Government’s re-iteration of the “Singapore shall not fall” slogan and much was made of the Governor’s wife remaining here. When doubts arose towards the end it was too late to procure labour to dig holes or otherwise attempt to secrete papers and documents, etc. The streets were empty, except for fleeting glimpses of civilians hurrying from one shelter to another, and practically all labour refused to work outside. In the circumstances and in view of the urgent necessity of getting aboard the ship without delay, the depot was abandoned on the early evening of the 11th, Mr, Thompson and myself taking mattress, some food and a suitcase of clothing each. At the same time I gave the staff clerk an authority to dispose of E.S.D. lamps, batteries and other wasting assets, and told him to hide what papers he could. I learn, since my return, that beyond instructing the clerk to forward them details regarding this company, its officials, staff, stock, etc. the Japanese took no further action apart from clearing the staff from the premises. I understand the staff took what work they could find here and there during the Japanese occupation.

I would also mention that the Japanese had a very efficient, if drastic, way of ensuring that people did not work against their interests – I experienced some of it myself. An intimation by the Japanese that anyone found with papers or other property owned by enemy subjects, after they had issued a warning that all such property should be handed over, would be punished severely was sufficient to discourage most of the local population from keeping anything belonging to Europeans. As a matter of fact possessing an authority as mentioned in the preceding paragraph was sufficient to bring upon the bearer third degree interrogation as a suspected enemy supporter.

Although we were rushed aboard on the evening of the 11th, the ship was held back for some Air Force personnel (who did not arrive) and did not sail until early on the morning of the 12th. The captain, a Danish subject named Rasmussen, aged apparently between 60 and 70, said the Naval authorities had given him a course to the entrance of the Banka Straits which took us right out to sea. Previously, so far as I know, small vessels, especially those with speeds of only a few knots, had been hugging the coast line. After we left, two launches containing deserting troops, mostly Australian, came alongside and boarded the ship after threatening the captain with rifles if he refused to allow them aboard. This brought the number aboard up to about 110, including about six women.

About 10 am the next day, Friday, 13th February, a Japanese seaplane flew over us and dropped one stick of bombs which near-missed. I guessed that the plane would communicate with other forces, either planes or ships, and interviewed the captain about provisioning lifeboats and also making up some sort of boat station list. Up to then nothing had been done except swing out a lifeboat which was lying chocked-up on the fore deck – this at the speed we were making could easily have been towed astern, When I went up to the bridge I found the captain with signal flags all over the place; I don’t believe he was very conversant with international flag signals and was trying to sort them out. We got so far as a rough distribution of the people amongst the 3 lifeboats: C. & W. people with a few others in one, soldiers another, and the rest of the people and crew in the third -the 3 ship’s officers to be one in each boat. To this the captain agreed and I was on my way down from the bridge when several Japanese destroyers appeared on the port bow and after, turning to starboard, they opened fire – the captain neither putting up the white flag nor stopping the ship.

I may say that I claim no particular credit for trying to prepare to abandon ship in an orderly manner, as nearly 20 years at sea, including the last war, Dardanelles landing and evacuation and two torpedoings, familiarise one with the perils of the sea. I am only sorry I did not take a more active part than I did, but I credited the captain with more efficiency than he proved himself to possess (I might also add that he was one of the first in the only boat which got away and saved his life).

After firing a few salvoes and within 5 minutes of opening fire the ship was ablaze. Most of the people were forward where the third salvo landed. I was aft (the bridge ladder was on the after side) when the firing commenced and at once, with the assistance of several other people on the after deck, commenced to get the starboard quarter lifeboat (built to carry 17 passengers) into the water. I think most of the people on deck who were left alive got into this boat (the only one to get away from the ship); the rest of the people either jumping overboard from the forward end of the ship, or being killed by shell fire.

I estimate that about 20 people were in the boat when we pulled away from the ship’s side, and apart from a few burns here and there I managed to escape injury. We picked up another 13 people from the water until the boat was dangerously overloaded – amongst these was Mr. Thompson who was pulled over the stem of the lifeboat by one of the Danish members of the crew and myself. I saw him with lifebelt on paddling towards the boat and offered up a silent prayer in relief at what I thought was his safety, but as we prepared to lift him inboard, he said “be careful with my back side.” When we got him aboard we found that most of his left thigh was hanging out; there was a groove across his left forearm 1″ deep and as straight and clean cut as a road cutting with the flesh all curled up, and his left leg was shattered at the ankle so that his foot would turn either toes pointing forward or backwards. I think the saltwater had stopped some of the bleeding, and he was then quite conscious. We made him as comfortable as we could and endeavoured to stop what bleeding was taking place, but it was obvious that unless we could get proper medical assistance within a short time, he would not survive his injuries.

We cleared the ship, which was blazing furiously down to the water line, about noon, and decided to make for the coast of Sumatra (which, incidentally, had the Naval authorities not sent us on a deep sea course, would have been much closer than it was). From then until we landed 26 hours later it was a constant battle with choppy seas and heavy swells; the boat was so overcrowded that continuous bailing was necessary and it was impossible to make sufficient room to hoist the sail. In fact, it was only with the greatest difficulty that we got at the fresh water barrel f or a sip of water, which was all we had between leaving the ship and-landing on the beach.

Mr. Thompson lost consciousness about 6 or 7 p.m.; before that he told me he had been hit whilst running aft and that a lot of people were killed on the foredeck including Mr. Rickwood of C. & W. His last words were about his wife and he thanked me – “thanks a lot” he said. It was a very unhappy moment for me – Thompson and I had worked together here for 10 years with perfect understanding. All through that night he was in his death throes: held in my arms to prevent him from dashing himself against the thwarts at each of the convulsive spasms, and not until ten o’clock the next morning did he change colour and pass away. He was gently placed overboard and four hours later we landed on the coast of Sumatra where there was, except for about a dozen coconut trees, nothing but mangrove swamps – no fresh water; no inhabitants. That night we slept on the beach but, despite the exhaustion caused by many cramped hours in the boat, everybody was up and patrolling the beach from about 4 am owing to the swarms of sandflies making further sleep impossible.

We took stock next day and found that our total food resources consisted of 10 tins of evaporated milk, half a barrel of fresh water and a small quantity of old ship’s biscuits. Drastic rationing was introduced. Two parties left in an attempt to contact some settlement or estate; one proceeded up the coast for about 8 miles but found nothing but an endless succession of mangrove swamps, the other went up a small river close to where we landed and contacted a Malay fisherman who agreed to take up to Palembang for 50 guilders (actually by that time the Japanese had reached Palembang but we did not know it). We were to go up river next morning – Monday, 16th February, in two parties to transfer to the fisherman’s prau, but when the first party arrived there the Malay had disappeared, and there were no signs of any other natives. Early that morning (Monday) a small ship had appeared off the coast and anchored at a spot about 2 miles south of our position. The ship did not appear to be an Allied vessel, and the majority were not in favour of either trying to board or attract its attention. However, when the party returned empty-handed from up the small river, the position was really serious: no food, no water and no signs of rescue and, to make matters worse, everyone by this time was so weak that even gathering the few remaining coconuts or cutting down the trees was an impossible task. We had had practically nothing to eat and very little to drink since breakfast on Friday and it was now Monday afternoon, so it was decided to risk the ship, which was still at anchor, being Japanese and go off to her rather than almost certainly starving to death on the beach.

We were relieved to find that the ship was the “Tapah,” a Straits S.S. Co. vessel converted into a minelayer. The ship had anchored close up to the beach during the day to dodge aircraft, and from about 6 pm until daylight vain attempts were made to get the ship off the mud. The captain had gone in too close and at low tide was on the mud; apparently, there is only one tide per 24 hours in those parts, and the result was we did not get under weigh until about 5 pm on the Tuesday. This was probably a fatal delay as we might possibly have got through the notorious Banka Straits (where so many ships were bombed and captured) the previous night. As it was we hugged the coast right up to the entrance to the Straits, by which time it was dark, and then opened up to full speed (11 knots) on a course through the Straits. We had been going only one hour when a searchlight was switched on and swung round until its beam rested full on us, and shortly after a Japanese boarding party arrived.

We spent the night anchored off Muntok, essential parts of the ship’s engines having been removed by the Japanese, and the next day (Wednesday, 18th February) were taken ashore and spent that night on a nice hard concrete floor in the local Cinema. I should mention that the “Redang” was abandoned as we stood up -my bag and mattress was on the fore deck and to have attempted to retrieve it would have meant almost certain death.

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coolie lines and the local jail, the latter had been damaged by Japanese bombers and most of roof was leaking. I was in .the coolie lines, and we were between 600 and 700 services personnel, women and children and civilian men in accommodation intended £or 240 coolies. We stayed here until the middle of March, living on plain rice with occasionally a little sugar or soup, and then moved to Pladjoe where we were accommodated in an attap-roofed building next to the Golf Clubhouse of the B.P.M. (Bataafsche Petroleum Maatschapii) Refineries. I should say that when leaving Muntok we were divided up; the services and women and children going to Palembang, and about 160 civilian males to Pladjoe.

At Pladjoe we were made to work unloading and stacking heavy iron pipes, boxes of cement, angle-irons, etc. for the oil refineries, Here we were given a little more food and were able to buy a few things. I was in the so-called hospital here (there were no doctors in the party) with suspected dysentery, but if it was dysentery it was only a mild attach because I recovered in about a week and, with the assistance of some extra tinned food I was able, to buy, I managed to recover some of my strength, I omitted to mention that before Mr. Thompson died he gave me the money ($900/-) he was carrying with him to give to his wife – this money, with about $600/- of my own, was undoubtedly a contributory factor to my coming out of this business alive – despite the fact that the exchange at times was as low as $10/- to 2 Dutch guilders which was the only money the local people would accept (apart from what is termed “Japanese banana” paper currency). I have, since returning to Singapore, sent Mr, Thompson’s $900/- to Mrs. Thompson at Melbourne.

After a month at Pladjoe only 20 or so of the 160 were fit for heavy work, so, in April, 1942, we were moved to Palembang jail where we joined about 200 Dutch civilian internees. This subsequently proved to be the best place (from the point of view of food) we were to strike in the whole of our internment. We did not get much meat, but received a good quantity of rice, beans and other vegetables, and lived in convict’s cells on concrete platforms with 2’ 2″ of space to each man (65 centimetres was the Japanese regulation space for internees) for a matter of 8 months, when we were moved to a camp on the outskirts of Palembang. We were here joined by another 206 Dutch internees,

We remained in this Camp for 9 months, the food, all the time, deteriorating and the supplies of tinned food which we were sometimes allowed to buy became very scarce. The Camp had been hurriedly built; we slept on wood platforms over earth floors which flooded during heavy rain owing to poor drainage.

During the whole of our internment the Japanese supplied no clothing whatever; no toilet articles; no dental or optical facilities, and only permitted us to send 3 postcards in 3½ years, and I have reason to believe that two of these never got beyond the Japanese guard room of the Camp. We received a few letters -the first I received from my wife was the tenth she had written; we received no Red Cross parcels (which saved the lives of many P.o.W’s and internees in Germany), and we received no visits from the International Red Cross.: The only thing the Japanese gave us was straw sleeping mats at long intervals.

In mid-September, 1943, we were suddenly told we were to leave almost immediately for an unknown destination. This turned out to be Muntok again, only this time it was the prison, not the coolie lines. The roofs had been repaired in a fashion and the accommodation was convicts’ concrete floored cells. I was in a. cell marked outside to house 35 native convicts – we had 60 in it – its size was 44 feet by 20 feet. It was here in Muntok where things commenced to be really grim – we had as many as six deaths in one day, and practically everybody had fever, beriberi or dysentery or blackwater fever. By this time our numbers had grown to about 900 by the addition of other Dutch internees; all packed into a prison built for about 250 people, with 10 conveniences or 90 internees to one convenience, so you may imagine what our living conditions were. We had several doctors who did what they could without proper medicines and instruments

We remained in Muntok for about 17 months, and early in February, 1945, were taken, under horrible conditions, a two days’ journey by boat, train and lorry to the centre of a rubber estate about 10 miles north of Loebok Linggu in the centre of Southern Sumatra. I think that even the Japanese became concerned at the death roll in Muntok, and those who survived to reach Loebok Linggu were little more than walking skeletons – including myself, I could almost close my hand around my thighs. What saved me, apart from the fact that I refused to give in, was the fortunate circumstance that none of the diseases I contracted were of a serious nature.

The new camp turned out to be little, if any, better than prison until about June/July when all the more serious fever, dysentery and beriberi cases had either died or recovered – mostly the former. From then onwards, except for a favoured few, mostly Dutch, whose jobs in the Camp kitchen or other position allowed them to “handle” Camp rations before they were issued to the rank and file, it would undoubtedly have been a case of the survivors just waiting for some disease to carry them off owing to their terribly enfeebled condition. The limitation and restriction of food was definitely a deliberate policy of the Japanese to bring about the deaths of all internees in the course of time – deaths were attributed to fever, beriberi, etc., but in actual fact the major cause of every one was malnutrition. There was plenty of food in this area, as proved by the production of chickens, ducks, eggs, vegetables, beans and other foodstuffs Immediately the armistice was announced on August 24th, 194; the natives swarming into the Camp from miles around and trading with us for clothing, soap, mosquito nets, cigarettes, etc., which the Japanese had issued to us immediately after announcing the armistice – proving, incidentally, that all these goods were in their stores and could have been given us at any time previous to the 24th August. Amongst other things they gave us about 8 pounds of tinned butter each!

We remained at the Camp pending arrangements for repatriation and during this time had plenty of food, including some dropped by Liberators from Cocos Islands on several days. The only drawback was that we had to cook it ourselves, and we were in no condition to do this. My turn arrived on September 18th. I left the Camp in the early morning by car to Loebok Linggu; from there by train to Lahat, and from Lahat via Palembang by air to Singapore, arriving about 5 p.m. This was done by the Royal Australian Air Force, and they carried out a splendid job in ferrying all the Britishers from our Camp, and the women and children from their Camp about two miles from ours. I must mention that although the women’s camp was only two miles from ours, no visits were permitted; the briefest of notes only being allowed at very long intervals. On one occasion a wife in the women’s camp with two young children asked to be allowed to see her husband in our camp just before she died, but the request was refused. I think I have taken up sufficient time and space without going into all the grim details of our lives in the various camps. We moved so often that we never had a chance to make gardens and grow vegetables on a sufficiently large scale. How .those of us who survived managed to get through I don’t even yet know for certain – it all seems a horrible dream in some past experience. I think in my case a lot of it was due to taking an active part in the Camp management; I was one of the leaders of the British Community in the camp, and finished up as the leader of seven sections comprising about 260 people, mostly Dutch – these I represented on the Camp Management Committee.

Singapore at present is all military. Transport, housing and food for civilians is difficult and very expensive. Since leaving hospital on October 4th, I have been sleeping at the office in view of my comparatively short stay here, but am still receiving treatment for beriberi and septic sores as an outpatient – the latter are improving, but the former will take some time to clear, so I am told.

I find my furniture all looted – not a stick is left, and my house has been seriously damaged and all the sanitary fittings stolen. I landed here with what I stood up in, and beyond a few items of army clothing I am managing on the barest minimum of personal effects until prices come down – I bought two pairs of ordinary white duck trousers $18/- each, previous price $2/50 each. This is typical of local prices at the present moment, and I may say that just before Singapore fell prices had also risen outrageously – although then it was a question of buying food not clothing; now it is both.

I feel I cannot conclude this without some reference to the local staff. In a sense I think we failed them – they relied on us for protection, and only a short while before the end one of them asked me if I thought we could turn back the Japanese and clear them out of Malaya. I assured him we could – I was sure that many Hurricanes were either here or close at hand, and so on – hut all we did in matter of cold fact was to clear out and leave them to it, and I’ve since learned that Singapore was a shambles those last two or three days before it capitulated.

I should also like to express my appreciation of the consideration you have given to my wife during the years of my internment. I have not seen her since February 1st, 1942, but I am hoping the will be able to get here before long. My Mother died sometime I think in 1945 but I have had no details yet.

I trust the foregoing will serve to fill in the gap in my service record between February, 1942 and September, 1945,

Yours faithfully,
THE MARCONI INTERNATIONAL MARINE COMMUNICATION
COMPANY, LIMITED.

D. ROBERTSON,

Depot Manager.

In Memoriam

We regret to report the deaths of the following Veterans and extend our sympathy to the families of those mentioned.

F A Dutton
A G Ruddock
J Sutton
E J Westmoreland

This list was up to date on 3 December 2007 and supercedes the list published on 19 September 2007

In Memoriam

We regret to report the deaths of the following Veterans and extend our sympathy to the families of those mentioned.

H G Brace
J C Brooker
C D Chatley
Mrs V E Duckett
L C Gurney
Mrs C Howe
R Hubbard
K A J P Murphy
K E Reeve
R D Walter
W H Yardley

This list was up to date on 19 September 2007 and supersedes the list published on 2 May 2007.