Friday, 13 March 2009

Happy Red Nose Day!

Today is Red Nose Day. For those of you who aren't aware of what it's all about, please visit the following link and have a think about donating.

Comic Relief website

And for those of you who are wondering what this has to do with Scottish Military history, I present the following picture which is the best photo I've seen all day:

Members of the The Black Watch, 3rd Battalion the Royal Regiment of Scotland, wearing Comic Relief Red Noses at their base in Fort George Invernesshire before they deploy for a tour of Afghanistan.

Could unknown soldiers be identified?

A rather interesting news article on the BBC site today. Could this result in many unknown soldiers being identified?

Piecing together the past

By Robert Hall
BBC News

Detective work by a British historian has unearthed information that could enable thousands to piece together their family histories.

Peter Barton was commissioned to carry out research into the identities of World War I casualties discovered in a mass grave at Fromelles in France.

He was given access to the basement of the Red Cross headquarters in Geneva.

There, he was allowed to examine records that have lain virtually untouched since 1918.

He estimates that there could be 20 million sets of details, carefully entered on card indexes, or written into ledgers.

'Tutankhamen's tomb'

They deal with the capture, death, or burial of servicemen from over 30 nations drawn into the conflict; personal effects, home addresses and grave sites cover page after page.

All were passed to the Red Cross by the combatants; volunteers logging the information by hand before sending it on to the soldiers' home countries.

I still can't understand why no-one has ever realised the significance of this archive
Peter Barton
According to Peter Barton, the UK's copies no longer exist, but the originals are still here and are immensely important.

"To a military historian, this was like finding Tutankhamen's tomb and the terracotta warriors on the same day," he told me.

"I still can't understand why no-one has ever realised the significance of this archive - but the Red Cross tell me I'm the first researcher who has asked to see it."

The records could potentially reveal the whereabouts of individuals whose remains were never found, or never identified. Grave after grave in the World War I cemeteries mark the last resting place of an unknown soldier.

Unprecedented challenge

But that presents the Red Cross with an unprecedented challenge; the paper records must now be conserved, and digitised. More than £2m has already been set aside for a project that will begin this autumn, and which is likely to involve experts from all over Europe.

The Red Cross hope to have the archive online by 2014, 100 years after the start of World War I. They believe that the care and patience of their volunteers during the conflict coupled with today's technology will provide a key to unlock the past.

The Red Cross headquarters high above Lake Geneva is one of the best known buildings in the city, at the centre of a web of humanitarian aid stretching around the globe.

But this site is also home to one of the word's most remarkable historic archives; personal details which have lain virtually untouched for decades.

Their significance only came to light after Peter Barton had been commissioned by the Australian government to carry out research, following the discovery of a mass grave on World War I battlefield at Fromelles in France.

That trail led him to the Red Cross Museum in Geneva, and to the card indexes and registers compiled between 1914 and 1918; during that period the Red Cross had acted as a go-between, logging, and passing on information to 30 countries drawn into the conflict.

Those details included whereabouts of prisoners, their condition or injuries at the time of capture, and the location of field burials.

Details which no longer exist in the UK, but here, in dusty cardboard boxes Peter Barton found the original indexes; thousands upon thousands of cards; dozens of registers.

Some of the records refer to other mass graves, with exact directions as to where they were dug, and the identities of the soldiers who were buried. Where possible, the registers include home addresses and next of kin.

Completing jigsaws

In the World War I cemeteries, headstone after headstone marks the last resting place of an unknown soldier.

The names of the missing line the walls of memorials across France and Belgium, and until now, the trails followed by new generations ended with family histories still incomplete.

The fragile documents now being examined could provide the missing pieces of a jigsaw, and the Red Cross are already working to bring the archive into the computer age.

The organisation's head of press, Florian Westphal, admitted they had never faced a challenge quite like this: "First we have to make sure that we preserve the original records," he told me.

"Then, this autumn, we will begin the process of digitising the World War I section of the archive - we expect that phase of the project to cost around four million Swiss Francs."

The Red Cross say they'll need expert help from other countries, and will almost certainly ask for volunteers to join their own archivists. They aim to have the archive available on the web by 2014, a century after World War I began.

But that's only the start; the careful record-keeping extended through World War II, and on to more recent conflicts.

I was shown the rows of metal shelves which contain millions more personal stories; more index cards neatly packed into boxes. Public access here would require significantly more effort, and more cash which is simply not available at this stage.

Back in the World War I archive, Peter Barton was leafing through page after page of handwritten names - all men who had died on the first day of the Battle of the Somme - lives ended far from home, but, thanks to the patience and care of Red Cross staff all those years ago, their stories may soon be told.

Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/1/hi/uk/7940540.stm

Sunday, 8 March 2009

Newbattle at War

I recently received an update from John Duncan regarding his excellent "Newbattle at War" website, which I thought might be of interest:

"work has been rather limited on the website recently due to other commitments, however a few nice photographs have been added and a feature on Jimmy Smith, the Great Uncle of Charles Sandbach who was shot at dawn. Charles has campaigned long and hard to have his uncle Jimmy added to the Bolton Roll of Honour and has now been successful.

I have added the text of the Parliamentary debate on Jimmy and ask you read it, it is a tale of human tragedy and very moving.

http://www.freewebs.com/eltoro1960/jimmysmith.htm "

The whole website is well worth a look, I urge you to check it out:

www.freewebs.com/eltoro1960

Saturday, 14 February 2009

Thistle & Poppy Society, Battle of Ayette talk

A quick heads-up for anyone who might not have seen the following post on the Great War Forum.

"A talk will be given on the Battle for Ayette and the involvement in the said attack by the 15th (Glasgow Tramways) Battalion of the Highland Light Infantry, The meeting will be held in the Carwood Centre in Bridgeton Public Library in Landressy Street, Glasgow on Saturday 28th March at 1.00 pm all who are interested please register as soon as possible - the talk is free and there will be ample car parking for those who attend. Refreshments and snacks will be available throughout the day...which means a well stocked bar in anyone's language!"

Tuesday, 10 February 2009

Codebreaker


An interesting article appeared in the Scottish Sun today. Text "borrowed" below for anyone who doesn't buy the paper.

I did a little bit of homework into Berenger Bradford, as I was curious about the medal ribbon in the photograph published. The National Archives has three results for him inb their lists of recommendations for honours and awards. Two DSO and a Military Cross, although on looking at one of them it states he had previously been awarded an MBE and a Mention in Despatches. Apparently he was wounded in Normandy but recovered sufficiently from his wounds to take command of the battle and lead his troops by sitting on the front of a tank and directing it to the front line. A brave fellow, all told.

THE son of a World War II hero has cracked a secret code in his dad’s letters home — nearly 70 years on.

Captain Berenger Bradford escaped from a PoW camp in Germany and went on the run to France and Algeria before getting back to Britain to lead an assault in the Normandy Landings.

Fan mail ... proud son Andrew

Fan mail ... proud son Andrew

He travelled nearly 5,000 miles in a year while fleeing the Nazis and sent a string of encoded letters to the War Office and his parents in Aberdeenshire.

Trigger

When Bradford died in 1996, his son Andrew, 54, discovered the cache of letters and has spent years unravelling their secrets.

Andrew, the Laird of Kincardine Castle and Estate, said: “In his writing he secreted the message by weighting some of the letters slightly lighter than the normal text.

“When you glance at the letter you cannot see this so you then have to produce a trigger to alert the reader.

“I looked at one letter for days then suddenly something twigged — it was very exciting when you saw the words coming out.

“In some of his later letters he had concealed messages within the lining of the envelope. He was just trying to feed what information he could and tell his father where he was.”

After navigating 700 miles back to Britain in a 17ft boat from Algeria, Bradford became a colonel and led soldiers from the 51st Highland Division into battle in Normandy in 1944.


Thursday, 29 January 2009

Eleanor Teresa Armstrong


One of the aims of this blog was to highlight names on a memorial, and to show some of their story, so that they could live on as more than just that name on a plaque.

The memorial at Canonbie is a particularly attractive memorial, and on the memorial is the name Eleanor Teresa Armstrong. She is rather intriguingly listed as serving with the British Diplomatic Staff.

Searching for her on the Commonwealth War Graves Commission would not provide you with very much information:

ARMSTRONG, ELEANOR TERESA
Rank: Civilian
Regiment/Service: Civilian War Dead
Age: 30
Date of Death: 12/03/1941
Additional information: Daughter of Margaret Armstrong, of 24 Scotland Road, Carlisle, Cumberland, and of the late John Armstrong. Died at Pera Palace Hotel, Istanbul.
Casualty Type: Civilian War Dead
Reporting Authority: TURKEY

Another woman met her death the same day:

ELLIS, GERTRUDE MARION MATHILDE
Rank: Civilian
Regiment/Service: Civilian War Dead
Age: 45
Date of Death: 12/03/1941
Additional information: of 47 Abbey Road Mansions, Maida Vale, London. Died at Pera Palace Hotel, Istanbul.
Casualty Type: Civilian War Dead
Reporting Authority: TURKEY


An article in the New York Times from 1997, however, gives us a little more information on how the two met their deaths:

During World War II, the Pera Palace attracted a variety of diplomats, journalists, spies and others of uncertain reputations. It was favored by those sympathetic to the Allied side, and British agents often used it for clandestine gatherings. Among the guests was Joel Brand, a leader of the Jewish underground in Budapest, who was sent to Istanbul late in the war by Adolf Eichmann with a bizarre offer to free one million Jews if the Allies would supply Nazi Germany with stores of coffee, tea, cocoa, soap and 10,000 military trucks to be used on the Russian front. The Allies refused.

One morning in March 1941, the hotel lived though its most shattering moments when a tremendous explosion shook the hotel lobby, evidently from a bomb planted in a suitcase by pro-Nazi saboteurs.

''People ran from their rooms shouting that the Germans had come,'' one historian later wrote. ''The whole neighborhood shook and windows were broken in all directions. The first floor of the hotel was in shambles, with furniture blown across the lobby. The elevator collapsed, its cable cut. Six people were dead and another 25 had been injured. The Pera Palace never fully recovered from the damage to its lobby or reputation.''

An article in Time Magazine from 1941 gives us even more detail:

On the brink of Europe, facing Asia across the shimmering Bosporus, the Hill of Pera is crowned by one of the swankest old hotels in the world. It is Istanbul's famed Hotel Pera Palace, chuck-full of faded tapestries and the queerest collection of Victorian rocking chairs, settees and oversize bathroom fixtures this side of Bombay. Last week a rattletybang little streetcar jammed with Turks was just careening around a curve in front of the Pera Palace when a great belch of flame and smoke pushed out the whole first floor of the hotel with a crunching, grunting roar. Against the streetcar hurtled jagged slabs of plate-glass windows, splintered tables and chairs, and an avalanche of burst-open trunks and suitcases. Several Turks on the car were badly injured. Inside the now fiercely burning Pera Palace screaming chaos reigned. Cables flashed all over the world that a bomb attack had been made upon His Britannic Majesty's Envoy Extraordinary and Minister Plenipotentiary to Bulgaria, George William Rendel.

The slight, dry and extremely shy British Minister was not killed, because at the moment of the explosion he was upstairs, probably worrying about something. An English friend has said of him: "Nobody could really be so worried about his work as George always looks." When he entered the Pera Palace with an entourage of some 50 persons, whom he had brought from Sofia because Britain broke off relations with Bulgaria after the Nazi influx (TIME, March 10), it was typical of George William Rendel that he went straight upstairs to his room and began to check over personally his Legation's more important papers. Other members of the British group were signing the hotel register or chatting in the lobby when the blast went off. Said British Vice Consul C. H. Page:

"I was standing near the porters' desk, close to the luggage room, when there was a blinding flash. Long tongues of flame shot out from the luggage room. I was thrown to the ground and got up to find myself in a crater, out of which I was only able to look up. Several others were in the crater with me.

"Flames were consuming the porters' desk and the partition between the luggage room and the hall. Lying in the midst of the flames was a woman screaming terribly. I rushed to carry her away and asked the Reverend Mr. Oakley (Chaplain of the British Embassy in Turkey) to take her by the legs and help me. He shouted something at me which I could not at first understand. He repeated it and I was horrified to understand him to say: 'Her legs are gone.' Somehow we got her out and carried her across the road where the ambulance picked her up. Later I found she was
Miss Armstrong

Terese Armstrong, 23-year-old British Legation stenographer, had also lost an arm, but death did not come to her for more than 30 hours. Instantly killed were four Turks, two of them hotel porters. The toll of wounded was 30. British First Secretary James Lambert was badly burned, slightly cut. When Minister Rendel came bounding down the Pera Palace stairs to see what all the noise and smoke was about he found his private secretary, Miss Gertrude Ellis, bleeding from serious wounds. His daughter and Legation Hostess, Ann Rendel, 21, had been knocked down by the force of the concussion, lay dazed but uninjured on the floor. Her father sent her upstairs to get his personal documents.

In any crisis the motto of the Turkish police is "arrest everybody," and in nabbing every living soul in the Pera Palace they did not omit to place under arrest the British Minister, whom they promptly released. In the confusion, however, instructions to take wounded Miss Ellis to the famed American Hospital of Istanbul were misunderstood and the dying British girl was taken to the German Hospital.

Out of the flaming Pera Palace, which burned for an hour before Istanbul firemen doused the blaze, darted Legation Clerk John Embury. He had suddenly remembered an extremely heavy and mysterious suitcase left with part of the Legation luggage at another hotel. This was one of two suitcases noticed on the tram from Sofia to Istanbul, opened and found to contain soiled clothing, some old Turkish newspapers and what looked like a big radio battery. The clerks could not find any Briton on the train to whom all these belonged, but they did not like to throw them away. Now Clerk Embury, with a hunch that the mysterious suitcase in his room contained an infernal machine, heaved it out the window onto an adjoining vacant lot. Turkish detectives cautiously opened the suitcase, found the "radio battery" to be a bomb.

The bombs had been carried into the British Legation train in Sofia—the private train of Bulgaria's Tsar Boris, loaned especially for the occasion—under the noses of Bulgarian detectives and Gestapo operatives who had been on duty for the previous twelve hours.

The British Legation staffers and Minister Rendel, moving on to the British Embassy and thence to Ankara, aired no theory about the explosion. Asked if they thought Nazi agents were to blame, they said, off the record, that this seemed to them "too fantastic to be probable."

"There is no doubt that the bombs were brought in the baggage of the British Legation from Sofia," said an official German spokesman in Berlin. "Most probably these were bombs which already had been set with time fuses to blow up bridges or cause other sabotage in Bulgaria. In the haste of packing, the British Legation officials forgot to remove the time fuses when they packed the bombs with their other baggage. . . . That just goes to show what happens when legations play around with explosives."


Finally, an excerpt from The Scotsman newspaper of 14 March 1941:

The death-roll resulting from the bomb explosion is now four. Miss Teresa Armstrong (23), of Carlisle, a stenographer at the British Legation in Sofia, who was injured in the explosion, died early yesterday morning, Both her legs had been amputated.

Miss Armstrong was a native of Canonbie, Dumfries-shire, and resided at Scotland Road, Stanwix, Carlisle.

She lived for some time at that address with her family after crossing the Border. She was trained at the Greig School and was afterwards engaged for some time in the City Treasurer's Department.

She later held an appointment at the International Labour Office of the League of Nations at Geneva.

Following the outbreak of war she was engaged as one of the secretaries of the British Minister at Sofia.- Her family have so far had no official information concerning her. She will probably be buried in the British cemetery at Istanbul.

A fascinating story, and a horrific way for a young woman to meet her death.

Sunday, 25 January 2009

The Cairncross Twins

Newburgh memorial in Fife has two names on the 1939-45 panel which stand out: J Cairncross and T Cairncross, both of the London Scottish.

Something of an interesting story. They were twins, and joined up with army numbers only one digit apart. They were both to die on the exact same day. Sadly while they are buried in the same cemetery they are not side by side.

The Daily Record and the Sun recently published articles on the Cairncross twins.

Article from the Daily Record.

Article from The Scottish Sun.

The paper version of The Sun had several additional photographs of the twins.

There is also some interesting information on the page for Newburgh on the Scottish War Memorials Project.