The purpose of this blog site is to provide updates on the publication of the book that I have been involved in writing since January 2014. The book now entitled 'A Pithead Polar Bear From Brighton to Belsen 1940 to 1946' is an attempt to understand what my late Grandfather, L/Cpl James Kitchener Heath did during the Second World War.

'A Pithead Polar Bear' is the culmination of another internet blog project that I started, entitled 'A Fragmented Military History', the name being an acknowledgement of the limited information that I had to go on and just how much there was to learn. The original site can be accessed from this site and in many ways can be thought of as being complementary to the published book.

James, or Jim, Heath was an ordinary citizen soldier signed up for the duration of the war. His experiences over the six years of the conflict are similar to those of many thousands of infantry men whilst at the same time unique to him.

My sincere hope for this book is that it may in some part inspire like minded people to take up the challenge to explore a similar history for one of their own relatives. My message is that it can be done even seventy plus years after the events described. It is also hugely rewarding.

Somewhere down the line I wrote words to the following effect, 'in my dealings with our veterans it has become clear that it is not our thanks they seek for what they did but our understanding'. That for me is justification enough for such an undertaking as this.



Friday, July 19, 2019

A Small Act of Remembrance - Normandy 2019

Two weeks ago it was my good fortune to be able to travel to Normandy with members of the 59th (Staffordshire) Division Association on a pilgrimage of Remembrance that formed part of the 75th anniversary commemorations of the D-Day landings.

My Grandfather, Jim Heath, was born in Silverdale, Newcastle-under-Lyme in September 1914. Although he left The Potteries in 1936 to join his older brothers who had found labouring work in Burgess Hill, West Sussex, soon after war came he travelled to Brighton to enlist. In January 1940 he joined the North Staffordshire Territorials and received instruction to report to Lichfield Infantry Training Centre where upon completion of his basic training he was transferred to ‘A’ Company of the 5th Battalion South Staffordshire Regiment. It was with the South Staffords, as part of 59th Division, that he sailed to Normandy as a follow-up Division in the third week of June 1944.

In our small travelling party were close family members (sons and nieces) laying wreaths at the graves of their relatives. But, my Grandfather came back. Nevertheless, I wanted an act of Remembrance of my own. With hundreds or even thousands of graves in each of the three British War Cemeteries that we visited I did some homework to find someone in each with whom I could say that there was a connection with my Grandfather (be it home town or fighting unit or as in this case). Some basic research on the Commonwealth War Grave Commission website threw up some worthy candidates. I picked one Private William Edwin Robinson, like my Grandfather a soldier of the 5th Battalion and of a similar age, separated by 12 months or so (in relative terms at 30 and 31 they were old within their ranks).

On 7th July 1944, the newly arrived troops of the 5th South Staffs looked on from their forming up positions directly north of Caen as Bomber Command sent in wave upon wave of Halifax and Lancaster bombers (467 aircraft all told) over the northern perimeter of the Norman capital. They dropped a combined payload of 2,560 tons of high explosive, incendiary and delayed action bombs. This action was controversial and still triggers passionate debate despite the passage of 75 years. The issue was that Bomber Command insisted upon a 6,000 yard distant safety margin forward of the British line. However, such was the close proximity of the two opposing forces that the raid only served to damage areas behind the German defences and the result was that the bombing gained very little strategic advantage. At best it provided a morale boost to the newly arrived Staffords about to experience combat for the first time.

The 5th South Staffs (of 177 Brigade) were to be held in reserve in front of the fortified village of Cambes-en-Plaine with a view to exploit any gains of 197 Brigade opposite Galmanche and 176 Brigade facing La Bijude, La Londe and Epron.

The 5th first went into action on the afternoon of the 8th July with an attack on the Chateau of Galmanche. In a baptism of blood and fire the 5th Battalion and the 2/6th Battalion suffered heavy losses. Private Robinson’s ‘D’ Company launched a further attack on the Chateau in the half light of evening but were forced to withdraw. A regrouped ‘D’ Company would renew the assault on the 9th.

The fighting on the 9th and 10th July* in which ‘D’ Company of the 5th Battalion were engaged is described within the Battalions War Diary. Where military abbreviations have been used I have added the meaning in brackets for ease of reading.

‘At 1915 hrs 9 July, orders were received for the Coy (Company) attack to be put in on GALMANCHE, an enemy stronghold which the 2/6 S. STAFFORDS had not been able to capture. A recce (reconnaissance) was carried out and a plan was made. A troop of tanks was given to the Coy to support this attack.

The Coy was brought up from the assembly positions and the attack was timed to go in at 2045 hrs. At 2040 hrs the tanks were withdrawn from the Coy, as they had to go and rejoin their Regt. As arranged the attack went in, 16 Pl (Platoon) right, followed by 17 Pl who were detailed to carry out the thorough clearing of the buildings. The final objective was a row of trees some 400 yards from the start line.

The Coy advanced about 200 yards before it was opened up on by 6 or 8 M.G.s (machine guns) firing from either flank – the fire from these M.G.s was held until such time as the nearest M.G.s were firing almost into the rear of the Coy, thereby hemming them in. The enemy M.G.s fire was so fierce, that it was impossible for the Coy to advance further., although some men from 16 Pl actually reached the objective – they were however so few in numbers that they were unable to hold it.

17 and 18 Pls made desperate efforts to enter and clear the buildings, and under the leadership of Lieut L.A Stilling and Lieut T.H. Dando they succeeded in killing several Germans. Fierce fighting continued in the area of the buildings and adjoining orchard, until the enemy fire made it necessary for both the Pls to be withdrawn to the line of the hedgerow some 50 yards from the main buildings. Meantime the remainder of 16 Pl and Coy HQ were pinned to the ground by strong enemy fire from the left and from M.G.s sited in the upper rooms of the house. As it was by this time impossible to advance further, the only alternative was to remain under cover till dark, when it would be possible to withdraw the Coy. At approx. 2315 hrs the Coy was withdrawn, after having been more or less under continual heavy fire for almost 2 ½ hours.

During the clearing of the house excellent leadership was shown by 3770737 Pte (Private) Robinson, who after destroying an enemy M.G. continued to organise parties of men to try and clear the house. The Coy having been withdrawn, it was found that 5 men had been killed and 16 wounded, Lieut L.E. Hall, Comdr (Commander) 16 Pl had also been wounded.

During the night the Coy was reorganised and preparations were made for a further attack the following morning, this time two troops of tanks and on troop of AVREs (Armoured Vehicle Royal Engineers) were in support.

The attack was starting at 1015 hrs and right away the tanks almost completely destroyed the buildings – the Coy advanced with 17 Pl left, 18 Pl right and 16 Pl following 18 Pl to carry out the clearing of the buildings. On this occasion the attack was successful, the objective taken and held until orders were received to rejoin the Battalion. One man was wounded’.

*As one would expect the account included the above quoted Appendix tallies with the information in the body of the War Diary itself in all but one detail. The Annex states that the fighting took place over the 9th to 10th when in fact the battle was fought over the 8th and 9th July, with the 10th occupied by weapons and equipment salvage and burial of the dead.

An aerial reconnaissance photograph of the Chateau and its grounds exists. It is clear even to the non-expert eye the extensive efforts that the SS had made in an attempt to make this stronghold impregnable.

The fortified village of Galmanche ahead of the 59th Division attack.

Today, Galmanche is a remote hamlet. The Chateau has been rebuilt, albeit on a more modest scale. The uninformed visitor would hardly know that anything had happened during the war in this place. Even to those in the know the clues are subtle. If approaching the new building along its extensive drive two of the outer walls of the original Chateau can be seen. Close examination reveals a great many pock marks left by bullets and scars gouged into the masonry by shells. At the top of the driveway almost hidden from view is a memorial to the men of the 59th who gave their lives in the struggle to capture Galmanche.

The battle scarred outer wall of the original Chateau that was destroyed on 9th July 1944.

The memorial to the 59th at Galmanche
(one of the hardest momuments to find in the whole of Normandy).

Our Private Robinson survived the battle and for his leadership of men on 8th July he received the Military Medal.

The citation reads as follows:

‘Pte Robinson took part in “D” Coy attack on the strong enemy posn (position) of GALMANCHE on the evening of 8th Jul 44. His Pl was detailed to clear buildings in which were several enemy machine guns. Several of his section were either killed or wounded, but in the face of heavy enemy fire, Pte Robinson went forward alone with a Bren gun and destroyed one enemy post. He then re-organised his section and continued the attack. Throughout the attack his gallant actions and powers of leadership were an inspiration to his comrades.’

The citation is signed by B.L. Montgomery Commander-in-Chief, 21 Army Group.

The recommendation for the award was initiated on 12th July; just four days after the events took place. However, the passage of the recommendation up the established chain of command was slow such that by the time that Monty added his signature, then Corporal Robinson’s war was over. The Military Medal was awarded posthumously on 19th October 1944.

Corporal William Edwin Robinson was killed on 9th August 1944. He was 31 years old. At that time 176 Brigade had forced a crossing over the River Orne to form a bridgehead opposite the ForĂȘt de Grimbosq. At the same time the 5th battalion with 177 brigade were further to the south fighting for the successive ridges of high ground that approached the river and overlooked the town of Thury Harcourt. It is likely that he fell in this fighting that aimed to hold up German troops and armour and prevent them from turning their attention on the fragile bridgehead at Grimbosq.

In the oppressive heat (37°C in Bayeux) that scorched France on the weekend of our visit, I located the plot and placed a Royal British Legion cross at the grave.

William was son of Emily Duncalf and husband of Annie Robinson, both of Liverpool. His grave bears the inscription ‘A Foreign Grave is a Painful Thing Where Loving Hands No Flowers Can Bring ’.



‘When you go Home, tell them of us and say, For your Tomorrow, we gave our Today’.

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Joe Hoadley 49th (West Riding) Division Recce Regiment RIP


Last week it was with sadness that I was informed of the passing of Joe Hoadley of the 49th (West Riding) Division Recce Regiment. Joe was one of the first British soldiers to enter the town of Turnhout in Belgium on 24th September 1944. At the time my Grandfather with 'D' Company of the 11th Royal Scots Fusiliers was a little way over the Antwerp-Turnhout canal waiting to enter the town. The men of the 49th (West Riding) Division, The Polar Bears, are commemorated as liberators of the town each September. Joe was a regular attendee of the service held in the CWGC section of the Kwakkelstraat Communal Cemetery. Unfortunately, I never had the opportunity to meet and talk with Joe as for the last couple of years when I have attended, poor health prevented him from travelling. I know that within the Polar Bear Association community the man will be greatly missed.

Good on you Joe!


Bronze memorial to the men of the Royal Scots Fusiliers who fell in World War II


'Statuette based on the War Memorial at Ayr to personnel of the Royal Scots Fusiliers who fell in the Second World War'.

Royal Highland Fusiliers Museum, Glasgow 2018.

Lieutenant Colonel Willian Dewhurst Douglas


518 Sauchiehall Street, an impressive building designed by that much loved son of Glasgow, Charles Rennie Mackintosh, houses the museum of the Royal Highland Fusiliers. Now I have been travelling to Glasgow annually for 8 years or thereabouts for Scottish dates on UK Stranglers tours. However on each and every occasion to date the date in town has been on a Saturday night and the museum does not have the resource to open on the weekends. This year however the show in Glasgow was on a Thursday night, so I finally had my chance. 

Heading into the WWII section I was impressed by the amount of material that they had. I looked at each and every photograph and was thrilled to find a contemporary photo of William Douglas.

For those of you who kindly bought my book, 'A Pithead Polar Bear' will know that William or Bill was a very prominent figure, he being at one time my Grandfather's commanding officer. I had previously searched online for a picture of Colonel Douglas, thinking that as a recipient of the Military Cross he would appear, but alas no. It was therefore great to put a face to a voice (his IWM audio interview was my first jumping off point for my own research).

http://apitheadpolarbear.blogspot.co.uk/

After publication, Bill sent me a lovely letter which I have included below:

'5th July 2017.

Dear Adrian,

Many thanks for your letter of 10th June and your book about your Grandfather. Both only reached me yesterday as I had been away from home.

I have speed read your book today and congratulate you on your tribute to your Grandfather. He must be proud of you and grateful for your insight into his time in the Army.

I was only too pleased to be able to help you – particularly through Charlie Arrand (one of my star History pupils).

Your Chapter 1 (your Grandfather’s funeral) I rate brought tears to your eyes. It certainly caused a brief few tears to me as the memories came back.

Your account of the battle for NOYERS brought back a memory. Some days before I had done a recce patrol from south of Fontenay-le-Pesnel (page 146) to check German positions on the long slope leading down to Noyers station. I recall reporting that the area was full of German positions!

I think that you are correct in placing your Grandfather in 16 Pl ’D’ Coy because of his knowledge and concern for Sgt. Little.

What a good idea to send profits from the book to the Associations for the newly created museum and the 49th Newsletter.

I never had the opportunity to be much associated with the 49th Div. after the war. In July ’45, I was on a troop-ship bound for the Far-East when Japan surrendered. I spent four years in Rhodesia with the African Rifles, then Staff College, the Far-east (Malaya-Korea). In fact very rarely in the UK, with my loyalties to the 2nd Div., 3rd Div., and 1st Guards Brigade.

Once again, my congratulations on your book and many thanks for my copy.

All Good Wishes.

William Douglas.'

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

With The Back Tuesday Club Monknash 19th December 2017

The Plough & Harrow
Monknash, Vale of Glamorgan

As I posted sometime ago, back in October I travelled down to Southsea in Hampshire to attend the UK gathering of the 59th (Staffordshire) Division Association a.k.a. The Friends of Thury Harcourt. There it was my great pleasure to meet (for the first time with the exception of Michele Guillerm) other people with a shared interest in and/or history with the 59th Division.

One such chap was John James from Bridgend in South Wales. At a quiet moment in the evening’s proceedings, he took me to one side and asked what my diary looked like in December and would I be interested in travelling to Wales to be a guest speaker at the annual Christmas gathering of a group of friends that collectively go under the name of the ‘Back Tuesday Club’.

‘The Back Tuesday Club’ is I learned a collection of likeminded individuals who meet weekly in a local pub for general chat and discussion around issues military. Each year, their ranks are increased for a planned trip to a theatre of war or some other site of military significance. Their club shirts feature a roll call of manoeuvres completed to date (The Western Front, Normandy, Arnhem, Waterloo and the Tower of London).... with the exception of Waterloo these are all places where I too have spent time. The ‘Back Tuesday’ term relates to the duration of these annual long weekend excursions.

It was with not a little trepidation that I accepted the invitation. The trepidation stemmed from the subject matter. Whilst I am very familiar now with my Grandfather’s service history as related in ‘A Pithead Polar Bear’ I have never presented on the subject (to date Powerpoint presentations have been confined to dry topics such as pharmaceutical drug registration etc etc!). This was something entirely different.

Nevertheless, I think that I pulled it off and the group of 30 or so somewhat inebriated Welshmen (mostly from the Vale of Glamorgan farming community), with whom I shared the evening in one of the bars of the rather lovely Plough & Harrow pub in a place called Monknash, were very appreciative.

What was especially pleasing for me was to be able to speak at length about the 59th Division with John in the audience since his father was in killed in action fighting with the Division (2/6th South Staffordshire Regiment) on 8th July 1944 (two days before the birth of John). He lies in Cambes-en-Plaine CWGC Cemetery, Normandy.



It is making such connections and sharing such personal histories that I have found to be the most rewarding aspect of this project.

Yesterday I received a very nice email from the club:

 Dear Adrian,

I apologise for the delay in emailing, but I thought you would be pleased to learn of the universal appreciation given to your talk by the club members and the other attendees at the gathering in the Plough & Harrow pub on the 19th December 2017.

Everyone who attended felt the uniqueness and importance of what you were able to tell us. Most of those assembled were born after 1945, and have no direct experience of conditions during WW II. However, I think it is true to say that everyone present has a keen understanding of its huge significance, and its relevance to the well-being of those alive today.

As a group we make an annual excursion to some location that has some relevance in terms of military history, usually relating to one or other of the two world wars.

However, the relating of the experiences of a single individual who has endured the horrors of war always adds a different perspective.

Finally, may we wish you well, and long may you give others the benefit of your unique insights.

    Yours Very Sincerely

        Malcolm Lloyd
   
            Back Tuesday Club

I would like to thank all of the members of The Back Tuesday Club for the warm reception and kind words and to John for the initial invitation.

Cheers!


Adrian.

South Staffordshire Regiment headstone
Cambes-en-Plaine CWGC Cemetery.

Wednesday, January 3, 2018

49th (West Riding) Division Facebook page and web site

Memorial to the men of the 49th (West Riding) Division - The Polar Bears in Doorn near Utrecht. The 49th Recce Regiment entered the town on 7th May 1945.

I would like to draw your attention to two 49th Division related sites maintained by Eelco Warmerdam. Please take a look.

https://www.facebook.com/49thWestRidingInfantryDivision/

https://49thwestriding.weebly.com/

Adrian.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Fusilier Kenneth J. West - Sad News



Gunta and I were very saddened to receive a call from Steve West last night to say that his Dad, Ken West died last Saturday. Ken served in the same Regiment as my Grandfather (11th Royal Scots Fusiliers across North West Europe in 1944-1945). When I wrote my book Ken was so generous with his time and excellent memories of those dark times. In the book I described him as my source of information and inspiration. The two of us feel truly honored to have spent some hours in this man's company listening to his stories that were always so well told.
We met on three occasions, but the most memorable was the first when, sporting his 'bling' blazer with the Legion D'Honneur topping his other campaign medals, as we parted he kissed Gunta and said 'You thought you were coming here to meet an old soldier but now you have kissed a French Knight!'.
Ken fought with the RSF in Normandy, receiving wounds in Fontenay from a phosphorus shell. He was an active member of the Normandy Veterans Association until is dissolution. With this in mind, when Owen and I were last in Normandy I bought a couple of bottles of Calvados, one of which I gave to Ken with a copy of my book. This evening we raised a glass of the Normandy spirit from our own bottle to Ken West..... Fusilier and friend!
Our thoughts are with Ken's family and many friends.
The photograph shows Ken on leave in Brussels in February 1945.