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Normandy 2016 Day 5 – Sharks and beer

Day 05 – Tuesday 31st May

Sharks and beer?

Yes, who’d have thought that the phrase “Sharks and beer” would have appeared on the same page – at least in a blog that’s not about Australian beaches! So, what’s it all about?

Sharks in the Channel?

The day dawned very wet & windy – fortunately, we were going under rather than on the Channel as I’m sure that boats would have been a little unsteady! What was quite disconcerting was the child with the family in the car in front of us. He was looking out of the small window in the coach shouting out that they could see 3 sharks! I Tweeted this & fortunately received reassurance from Eurotunnel that there were no shark warnings today! The same child also shouted “It’s gone dark; we’re under the water”. Then warning his parents not to open the door “otherwise we’ll all die!” This was probably our least enjoyable crossing!!  😆

A gentle start

Because of the weather, we decided against our initial plans of a walk around Dunkirk, so we headed directly to Rouen instead. This meant that we could take our time, rather than charging down on the motorway as usually happens. Given that we had an overall longer journey south this year as we were making our way down to Évron, this provided a gentler start to the tour.

As usual, we’d planned some of our journey to try to include breweries – whether “old friends” or new ones (at least to us) so it came as a little bit of a surprise to spot a new brewery where we weren’t expecting one. Unfortunately, it was a little early for both food so we went on our way without taking the opportunity to either try or buy their beer!

We lunched at Montreuil where we expected to find a brewery but didn’t. We did find a pleasant bar though

Cloudy, but tasty beer at Chant du Loup

We had an uneventful journey to Rouen. Here we searched for a specialist beer bar we had found on-line. Eventually we found it – it was no longer trading! 

Then up to the Chant du Loup just outside of Rouen & a beer with Patrick the owner. Unfortunately, the beer wasn’t quite ready – Patrick had warned us that it was two weeks from being ready & was still very cloudy. Unfortunately, being an amber coloured beer, it had the colour of a river in flood! Having said that, it’s taste was really good & everything that Glyn & I like in a beer.

We then visited the nearby pizza restaurant for some food before heading to our beds for our first night’s sleep in France in 2016.

Normandy 2016 Day 4 – Cricket, beer and Napoleon

Day 04 – Monday 30th May

Cricket, Beer and Napoleon

An interesting group of topics for today, to say the least! But first…

Traditions are upheld

Today saw us heading south towards the Channel Tunnel. However, tradition was maintained when we returned to Glyn’s before we’d reached the motorway. He had to double check on a couple of things that he wasn’t sure had been turned off!

Cricket and beer – a British tradition

Then a reasonable journey south accompanied by the commentary of the second Cricket test Match between England & Sri Lanka. The Sri Lankan’s finally fighting back after a disastrous first test, & first innings of this one, to attempt to make a go of it. In addition, England’s Captain – Alastair Cook completed his 10,000th Run in Test Matches. He was the 12th person to do this & the youngest by a considerable margin. Well done, Alastair.

Lunch was at a pub just into Buckinghamshire & we arrived at our hotel for the night – The Castle hotel, Hythe– around 4pm. Unfortunately, this was too late to do much & too early for food… so we had a beer! Compared to the lunchtime one & the ones that we’d had yesterday, it seemed to be distinctly average.

Visiting Napoleonic defences

We then popped into Hythe (the local town) for some food & a look at the Military Canal & Martello Towers. Both were, both built during the 17- 1800’s as defence against Napoleon, fortunately, they were never saw action. The Martellos were also   used during the Second World War as lookout posts against possible German invasion.

Normandy 2016 Day 3 – The calm before the storm!

Sunday 29th May was a tough day… lounging out at Glyn’s & getting ready for our trip out to Normandy.

Normandy 2016 Day 2 – Black Country brewery tour

Day 02– Saturday 28th May

Final checks at the garage

An early start saw me at Ashley’s garage & 10 minutes later with a little half-horseshoe clip back in place & the engine washed off of surplus diesel, I was back on the road south to Glyn’s.

Black Country Brewery tour

On arrival, though slightly later than planned, we decided to go with the original (& now almost regular) Black Country Brewery tour visiting local brewpubs.  Starting at the Waggon & Horses, Tipton, home of the Toll End Brewery. A couple of pints later, saw us back on the bus & headed to the World Famous Ma Pardoe’s Brew Pub. Otherwise known as the Olde Swan in Netherton. The ceiling in this pub is truly awesome – as are the beers when on form… as they were today!

Then it was back on the bus -‘though just missed one caused by a “call of nature”. I decided to use the loo in the pub, rather than having to cross my legs on the bus. We were off to Brierley Hill & the Vine Pub – affectionately known as the “Bull & Bladder”. The home of Batham’s Beers – which were also on spectacularly good form. The bitter was excellent & the mild not far behind in quality on today’s visit.

Then there was a longer bus ride, passing a couple of pubs that on another – earlier starting – day we might have visited . On into Sedgley for some fish & chips & a walk down to the Beacon Hotel & Sarah Hughes’ Ruby Mild.

Then it was a walk back to pick up a bus to Wolverhampton & a second one to Walsall. Fortunately, Glyn spotted that the bus that goes almost past his house would be in the station at Willenhall. So we swapped thus saving us a walk up from where the Wolverhampton-Walsall bus would have dropped us. Result!

Normandy 2016 Day 1 – AA man to the rescue

Day 01 – Friday 27th May

Plans go awry

The plan was for me to travel down to Glyn’s. I had planned to visit my uncle, too, but he was unavailable. So I finished off some work related stuff & set off at 4pm.

I checked the state of the motorway traffic with it being a Bank Holiday weekend.  I decided to go “the country way” via Buxton, Ashbourne & Lichfield through the Derbyshire & Staffordshire countryside. This then made me think of a Plan… so I arranged to meet up with Glyn in Lichfield for a beer & something to eat. It was a place that neither of us had been for a long time.

Driving past the limestone quarries just south of Buxton, I noticed what appeared to be a plume of white dust behind my car but thought nothing of it. The countryside in that area is covered with a fine layer of limestone dust from the blasting operations at the local quarries.

However, by the time that I’d reached Ashbourne, I realised that it was a little more “home grown”. It wasn’t dust, but smoke coming from the engine. Eeek!!

Just outside of Ashbourne, I pulled over & had a phone conversation with my mechanic – Ashley . He had only finished putting the engine back together on Wednesday evening. As he was going out with his family, we agreed that I’d get in touch with the AA. Meanwhile there was a small pool of diesel forming underneath the engine!!

 AA Advice

After an hour, & spot on to their ETA, the AA man in his yellow van arrived. After some digging around, he spotted that one of the new fuel lines had come off its injector. It was pumping diesel out (the mpg is bad enough without assistance like this in using the stuff!!). Fortunately, the AA man was able to fix it in place with a cable tie. He suggested that I head back home to get it checked properly by Ashley.

So a phone update to Glyn revealed that he’d missed the last bus home… or rather it hadn’t turned up. So now he was going to head out to Cannock first, before being able to head to Walsall & home. We planned to (hopefully) meet the next day providing that the car was sorted & he’d managed to find a way home!

All the way home as I passed pub after pub, I wondered why I’d not stopped & waited at one of those for the AA man & instead waited in a layby!

Flt Lt Tony Cooper L d’H

Sadly, just a few days short of what would have been his 101st birthday, ex Flt Lt Tony Cooper has passed away.

Tony was a wonderful gentleman. Always giving of his time & willing to share anecdotes of his time with 64 Squadron RAF & especially of his friendship with Flt Lt John Harder.

Tony Cooper and I met (initially phone calls & later visits) as part of the research I was doing for the Men in the Shed & especially John Worthington Harder. They flew together in 64 Squadron, each becoming Flight Commanders. Tony of “A” Flight & John of “B” Flight – though, on occasions, they each also led the whole squadron on missions.

During one of their flights over Normandy, John was shot down. After several days evading capture John ended up in German hands. This led to him being held in the small wooden shed that evolved into what we have here. As part of the MITS research, I was given Tony’s address by John Harder’s wife & our correspondence & friendship began.

Our first meeting

We first met face to face whilst I was heading down to the RAF museum at Hendon. I was going there to show them the photo albums & other documents that the Harder family had generously sent over from America. When I rang Tony & asked if he’d like to look through them first, his answer was an emphatic “yes”. Not only did he take delight in looking through John’s memories, he was then kind enough to show my son & me the wealth of documents that he had. These included the wartime photos that he had of the squadron & John Harder.

His “best friend”

He described John as his very best friend. In fact he said that he & John Harder formed (as Tony used to put it) the select membership (of two!) of the “John Harder/Tony Cooper Mutual Appreciation Society”. This friendship lasted until Tony’s passing. You only had to visit his office at home & see all of the wartime photos of the two of them, smiling & laughing, or hear Tony talk of John, to realise how strong this friendship was. On more than one occasion, Tony still referred to John as his “best friend”.  I know that they remained in touch after the war until John’s early death in the 1970’s & subsequent to that, Tony was in touch with John’s family.

The reason for this friendship stemmed back to when they both flew Spitfires in 64 Squadron, RAF. Flying missions over the North Sea on the lookout for German convoys. Interdiction raids into France & the Low Countries. As well as, in direct support of the Allied Landings on D Day & the subsequent fighting in Normandy. It was on one of the Normandy flights that John was shot down by German flak.

On one occasion, returning from a mission over the North Sea, the engine of John’s Spitfire blew up. He had to bail out & spent 5 hours in the North Sea! This would have been a far worse outcome had Tony not led the squadron back out, having refuelled, to look for John. They found him, and then flew in circles around his location until an RAF “Crash boat” arrived to drag a rather soggy young man out of the sea…

Thought for others

There’s a wonderful article on the Lowestoft Journal’s website .

The comments therein speak as to how Tony would think of others. I saw a direct example of this a couple of years ago.

Rachael, my daughter, needed to interview someone who had been involved in the war as part of one of her projects for her university course on her way to becoming a teacher. She asked me whether Tony would be prepared to be interviewed. Her grandparents had both passed away & she didn’t have anyone within the family that she could ask. So, I asked Tony who agreed, despite having been “interviewed out” for the programme that John Sergeant did on the Spitfire. On the day, she was absolutely charmed by him & I think that he also appreciated her genuine interest in his story. It was obvious that she found it much more interesting than “just” a task that needed completing for her project. On the way home she was chuckled about some of the things that Tony had mentioned “off camera”.

There is a further article on the BBMF Memorial Flight club website:

Phone call memories

I also have some wonderful memories of the few occasions that I was able to visit him at home.

We also spoke on the telephone at length a number of times. There are two “stand out” ones.

First a phone call received by me whilst in Normandy. It was from Tony to let me know that his Legion d’Honneur from the French Government had come through. I was pleased that I was one of the people who persuaded him to apply. Not just for himself, but for all of the pilots that he flew with who were no longer around.

The other highlight was being asked by Tony to deliver a talk about the Men in the Shed project to his Rotary club (which he was an active member of right to the end). Being able to do so with Tony in the audience was wonderful if not a little nerve-wracking . Not least as there was the risk that Tony could correct some of my shared information about him & John! Tony’s “thank you” speech following my talk was full of good humour & generous as was typical of Tony.

I am proud to be able to say that I knew him.

Men in the Shed on Facebook

Having thought about this for a while, we’ve decided to take the project to Facebook. This doesn’t mean that this website will be discontinued; far from it, there’s still plenty to add. However, with more & more people searching Facebook for friends & relatives, it just seemed to be the logical next step.

We’ve set up a Facebook Page  which will hold some of the static information & brief biographies of the men & a Facebook group which will include more of the photos of our various research trips out to Normandy & will hopefully act as a wider discussion platform for everyone.

So, wherever you find us on the internet, we hope that you enjoy the research that we’ve accomplished so far; of course, if you have any further information that you’d like to share, please get in touch. You can use the form here 

Also, if you’d like to help in any other way, then the “how you can help” page may be of interest

Make a Donation

Following a recent email discussion with some of the family members of the guys that I’m researching, I’ve decided to set up the ability for people to make  a donation towards the cost of the ongoing research via a PayPal account.

Any funds received will help pay towards the hosting of this site & research into the 18 guys that were held in the shed.

It’s something that I’ve been toying with for a while, but have been unsure of how to proceed but having thought about it long & hard & spoken to a couple of “family members”, I’ve decided to go ahead.

So, if you’d like to help, then here’s the page to go to: How you can help

If you do make a donation, then thanks very much in advance!

Getting ready

So, off to Normandy, soon, with lots of plans made (some of which might actually work!)

I’ve still got to book the one night’s accommodation (nothing like leaving till the last minute!) & make sure that I’ve arranged all that needs arranging…

But there are two imponderables for this year… the first is whether the French will have stopped striking & allowed the fuel depots to restock & secondly that the Beast will be ready in time as at the moment, it’s at the mechanics in bits as you can see on their Facebook page

Normandy September 2015 – Day #06 – Monday 14th September 2015

A surprise for Martha

So our last day with Martha & Sam started off bright & early with a filling traditionally French breakfast. Leaving  Tony & Jill  enjoying the sunshine, we headed off to Barrie’s & the Shed. What Martha didn’t know was there was a little surprise in store for her!

Initially, we were greeted by Barrie, Stuart & Steve (Barrie’s two sons & my friends from many, many years ago). Then out of the shed appeared M Gilbert RAIMBAULT (who Glyn & I had met last year). In 1944, Gilbert was the then 9 year old son of the baker whose grain store was used to hold PoWs overnight. He recalled seeing Martha’s father – Raymond Elledge  – with Francis Gillespie, Morris Sheppard, Gerald Willen & John Harder. He remembered them as they were the last set of prisoners that were held in the shed. Shortly after the Germans moved out of the village in the face of the advancing Allied armies

Also present was our friend JeanMarc Lesueur, to help with translations, together with a number of people from the village fete committee.

Needless to say that there were lots of tears all around as Martha began to hear about her father’s time in Normandy as a captive, As well as what life was like for French people during the Occupation. She was also amazed by the shed & actually seeing Raymond’s signature written on the wall of the shed.

Sam and Martha respond

Later, Sam (Martha’s husband) summed up the day…

Martha and I have been reflecting on our trip to the Shed and other parts of her father’s trip through Normandy!  We can not begin to thank you enough for what you have done and what you have given us, especially her!

I saw a smile on her face, as they say in Texas, “bigger than Dallas” when she first saw her father’s name on the wall!

All the people that showed up was a bonus!

And Martha wrote to JeanMarc & me…

Hi Colin and JeanMarc,

Sam and I cannot truly express how grateful we are for all everyone has done to help us learn about Dad’s experiences.  JeanMarc, I hope you will get a lot of reactions on your metal detector!  It would be amazing if something was actually still there.

I was so appreciative of all the people that came to “the Shed” and so overwhelmed and somewhat at a loss of words.  Please keep us posted on any new developments.

With heartfelt thanks,

Martha

Adieu and onwards

So, we had almost come to the end our time with Martha & Sam. It had been absolutely fantastic &  especially as we’d found another couple of pieces to the puzzle.

We headed off as we needed to get them back to Caen to meet up with their friends, with whom they heading to their next destination of Rouen.

A quick spot of lunch in Villers Bocage. The we drove towards Caen passing Hill 112 with it’s iconic Churchill Tank (& now statue). Unfortunately, the weather had turned heavily against us with high wind & heavy rain, so we chose not to stop.

By the time that we reached Caen, however, the rain had gone & the sun was shining down. We waved Martha & Sam off. Then Glyn & I nipped out to La Case à Bières on the edge of town for a swift beer. It was  whilst we were there that we received the call I have previously mentioned from Edward Robinson, the chap whom we’d tried to meet when visiting the A5 airfield.

Battle of Val-ès-Dunes

So, heading off towards our accomodation, we went even further back in history. To the time of William, Duke of Normandy . He hadn’t become “The Conquerer”  when the Battle of Val-ès-Dunes took place in 1047. The battle took place to the southeast of Caen & is commemorated by a monument. The information board explains that the monument it accompanies is in the wrong place!

Condé-sur-Ifs

Then, continuing on our route, we stopped off at Condé-sur-Ifs . Here there’s not only a memorial to the liberation of the town by the 51st Highland Division & 4th Armoured Brigade, but also one of our other attractions… a Menhir!! This one is called “Pierre Cornue” & we found it without the usual kerfuffle such searches generate!

So, having had a look around, we headed off to the Chant du Loup brewery for our final night in France.

The next day saw us heading north in increasingly wet & windy conditions which made the high bridges just outside of Boulogne very interesting. Then Glyn got lost inside of a LeClerc building looking for gifts!

So, now to plan for 2016!