Following on from the memoirs by my father-in-law Geoff Cronin, The Colour of Life, and Milestones Along the Way, I thought I would end the year with part of my own father’s memoir about the family and in particular his life at sea from 1937 until he retired in 1971.
In part four my father shared his time aboard HMS Beverley and the atrocious weather conditions in the North Atlantic: 1942 – HMS Beverley – American shipmates and rough seas
Part Five – 1943 HMS Forth and captured U-boats, Ceylon, HMS Woolwich, Earl Mountbatten
Forth was anchored in Holy Loch, off Dunoon and opposite Gourock from where the ferry ran to Kirn and Dunoon. I was put in charge of the Electrical workshops and made responsible for all submarine electrical repairs and supply of power to the subs when alongside. It was a very demanding job and I was required to be aboard every other night.
I quickly started looking for somewhere for Mollie to live, as I was to be there for two years. I found a large furnished bungalow in Kirn Gardens. This was a small hamlet between the ship and Dunoon and was very convenient. There was a corner shop kept by Miss Fraser and she had all the foodstuffs; and was very kind to us. There was also a chemist and a butcher. What more could one want!
The neighbours around us were all very friendly, and as Mollie was expecting Diana we needed a little help. Diana was born on 18th February 1943, in the Dunoon Nursing Home, and everything went very well. She is the only one in the family qualified to play for Scotland!
My job was very rewarding, being involved with operational submarines, new ones from the shipbuilders working up and refitted ones. Some with famous names and famous captains.
We did quite a lot of work on a captured U-Boat which was renamed HMS Graph and which operated as one of our own. I managed to get occasional leave and travelled down to Wickham, which was never very easy as it involved an overnight train from Glasgow to London, with two young children. We managed, often with help from fellow travellers everyone was very kind and thoughtful in those days.
Time seemed to pass very quickly, it always does when you are busy, and the time approached when thoughts of my next move had to be considered. I was expecting to leave around October or November so Mollie and I decided to get the family back to Wickham in advance of that date. We made the trip in September, not an easy one with two babies and lots of household bits and pieces. It involved a ferry trip across the Clyde, train from Gourock to Glasgow and overnight sleeper to London, then on to Portsmouth, arriving, some twenty-four hours after leaving Kirn Gardens.
Mollie, Sonia and Diana 1944
We had a problem with Taxi drivers not having enough petrol to take us to Wickham and we were beginning to despair when one arrived at the station who agreed to take us to Wickham. As we approached Wickham, the driver said we would have to direct him as he had only been to Wickham once before when he had rushed a young chap out to get married. It was the same driver that had brought me to Wickham on 11th September 1940, quite a coincidence! Needless to say, we invited him in for a drink, and to meet the rest of the family.
I left Forth on 6th November 1944 and after a week in Roedean and two weeks in the Barracks I sailed for Ceylon in HMS Durban Castle via the Suez Canal.
On arrival in Ceylon I transferred to a holding camp called Mayina, in the jungle, where I stayed until 28th January 1945 when to my delight I joined HMS Woolwich based at Trincomalee.
HMS Woolwich
My job in Woolwich was the same as in Forth, except that now I was dealing with repairs to destroyers instead of submarines. It was just as busy, or more so, as I lived on board and destroyers were returning from patrol day and night always with a long list of defects that had to be repaired, as quickly as possible to avoid delaying the boats return to active service.
I had a very experienced staff, mainly made up of “hostilities only” tradesmen that could tackle any repair of electrical equipment that came up.
We worked a tropical routine a lot of the time which was from 6am to 1pm and 4pm to 6pm and of course much later if required. This routine was fine, as we sailed and swam in the afternoon and went ashore once a week to use our beer tokens at the NAAFI, which allowed us to buy one pint of beer. Claude Hills was in Woolwich when I arrived but left a month later and he kindly brought a ring home for Mollie and he was very kind, looking after the family during my absence. He and his wife Sheila are still our great friends forty-seven years later.
VE day came and went for us in the Far East, as our war continued unabated. I was honoured to receive a “Card for Good Service” presented by Lord Mountbatten the Supreme Allied Commander, South East Asia Command in November 1945 in recognition of my valuable service keeping his destroyers at sea.
Earl Mountbatten inspects my father’s base in Ceylon
Despite the end of the war with Japan, in September 1945, we stayed in Trincomalee until 1 June 1946 being involved in getting the destroyers fit for their trips home and helping to reduce the base down to its peacetime role. We finally sailed for home via Penang and Singapore arriving in Portsmouth at the end of June 1946.
After a long leave, of nearly a month, I joined HMS Collingwood on 31st July 1946.
N.B My father was posted to Sri Lanka again in 1954 when I was 18 months old and we spent 2 years there. My first memories were formed during our time there and I know that after the separations of the war it was a wonderful time for my parents and my two sisters.
©Eric Coleman 1994
I hope you are enjoying this slice of history and as always welcome your feedback as always. The final part next week Thank you Sally
Another exciting episode! Sally, do your sisters remember more than you do, or have different memories? They’re both older, right?
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Thanks Jennie. They do have different memories I am as they are 10 and 11 years older than I am. I hope I didn’t cramp their style too much by tagging along after them when they 13 and 14 but I think it made me grow up faster. I could certainly read by the time I was four due to them reading me stories and teaching me. I was very lucky.. xx
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I thought they were older, yet I didn’t realize the gap was that big. You were lucky! Are they still around?
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Absolutely and I am heading over so we can have a joint 70th, 80th and 81st birthday in February… we are 13th 18th and 27th..bound to be a riot..♥
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Oh, how wonderful!! I wish I could be a guest…❤️ Yes, I know it will be a riot! Where are your sisters? Ireland? BTW, our children both have February birthdays, too. Happy 70th. I’m 72.
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Thanks Jennie. My two sisters live in the UK so I will go across to them. February is a very good month lol.. I certainly don’t feel 70 and you most certainly do not look or act 72…♥
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Have a blast! Yes, February is a very good month. I think we could both pass as as 50, with the heart of 20. 😍
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Lol… I agree Jennie provided I don’t put my reading glasses on by mistake when looking in the mirror!! ♥♥
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Hahaha!!! 😂
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On a side note, how is the house coming along?
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A number of delays and with the weather as it is not a time to put on the market so we will do a few more upgrades and wait until April when the garden will also look brighter. We have no rush so can wait for the right timing. ♥
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You made a good decision! No rush and wait till better weather, April and the garden, and the right timing. 💕
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I remember your talking about your Sri Lankan memories, Sally. It is great to have this written account of your father’s life. So many things get lost if there is nothing recorded… Thanks for sharing, Sally.
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I am so pleased he decided to write these stories down, it keeps him even more alive in our memories ♥
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I love history, and this is fabulous. Such an interesting person and love the photos. Thanks for sharing, Sally. Tweeted.
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Thanks very much Jane…♥
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My pleasure xx
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Wow, such rich history you come from Sal, never mind you’re related to Helena from 20,000 years ago, lol.
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Thanks very much Debby and yes quite a bit to live up to… ♥♥
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Lol, you’re rockin’ it Sal, so no worries ❤
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He and his men willingly worked extraordinarily long hours as part of the war effort and his memory of strangers being so supportive then was lovely. It must have meant a huge amount to receive that recognition from Mountbatten – and he deserved it! ♥♥
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Thanks Alex and yes I do think it meant a great deal although it was the first time I had heard about it when he wrote this memoir when he was 76. He was a very modest man ♥♥
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That reserve seems to be commonplace among his generation. It’s why I weep when I see the veterans passing the memorial on Nov 13th – quietly dignified but representing so much loss and so many hidden memories. ♥♥
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It is very moving and still generations of them from Korea, Falklands and the Middle East it seems never ending ♥
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Your father’s stories are just terrific!
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Thanks very much Joy..hugsx
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These are wonderul stories, Sally! One always forget how many posts one has during a military career, and how often the whole family has to move. Thanks for sharing, and enjoy your evening! hugsx Michael
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Thanks very much Michael.. and we gained a great deal from the moves as well as finding challenging at times…hugsx
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Thanks for sharing Michael..hugsx
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A great story, especially about the taxi driver. Love the tropical uniforms. It must have been a shocker, weatherwise, for your father when he came home.
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Thanks Noelle.. and I am sure it took him a while to get used to UK weather again.. He was off to the Korean War at sea within a few years and then to Cyprus for 18 months before we went to Malta when I was 6 so he got to wear that uniform several times again…♥
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So that’s how you ended up in Ceylon, Sally. Those must have been years full of relief that the war was over. Thanks for sharing your dad’s story and I love the old photos. 🙂
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Thanks Diana. It helped that my father knew the island so well when we returned in 1954 and found us great places to live…♥
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A wonderful experience for kids too.
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Amazing and still very vivid Diana ♥
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Thanks, Sally, for sharing this from Mr. Coleman.
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Thanks Jan ♥
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What an amazing coincidence about the taxi driver!
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A lovely moment and one my father clearly remembered even 50 years later…xxx
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Enjoy reading your stories.
How Spooky meeting up with the same taxi driver.
Small world indeed.
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Thanks Sue.. definitely a small world and full circle for them..hugsx
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How interesting, Sally – and lovely that he received that tribute from Lord Mountbatten. Toni x
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Thanks Toni.. a treasured tribute..♥
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What a fascinating life your father had.
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I think at the time Darlene he probably did not recognise that. But we certainly had an amazing childhood…♥
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Love these stories, Sally. Thanks
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Thanks very much John.. hugsxx
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