Monday 14 November 2016

Holy Loch 1961 and some present day issues


Dear John (Charlton)

I am writing to congratulate on your 2009 book- Don’t’ You hear the H Bomb’s thunder?  a project jointly of the North-East Labour History Society and Merlin Press (for those circulated who are unaware of the book) and which I have only recently discovered and read. I am publishing my comments although I hope you will also pass on (unless otherwise mentioned) to those who contributed their experience of activism in regional Tyneside  with a focus on the first post WW II peace movements in the UK 1958-1965 and which involved the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament, the Gandhi Satyagraha Direct Action Committee Against Nuclear War, where I was a short time employee helping to organise the London to Holy Loch project which Peter Currell Brown devised and which I promoted while in Stafford Prison following Operation Foulness, together with the attempted mass movement of the Committee 100 and where I was also a short time member and which in part was created because of what happened to the Foulness thirteen.

While I will be rewriting at greater length my knowledge and experience and publishing on line, together with some documentation, I have decided to circulate this now for three reasons. While I am a supporter of oral testimony personal experience as an aspect of explaining, what happened in times past, and why, there are risks that without appropriate documentation collective views may become skewed because of what is presently cultural and politically fashionable even where contemporary documentation is also available. This is currently important in relation to allegations made about past crimes where there is always that problematic mixture of the lack of corroborative evidence, the nature of the investigative and judicial process in the context of the law at original time, the credibility of the complainant and other witnesses, human failure, and deliberate cover up for good and bad reasons.

I will be writing separately about recent events concerning the ill-conceived, wrongly developed and badly managed child abuse inquiry for England and Wales but where everyone needs to rally to ensure it now makes a better job of an impossible task.

The second reason is in part my own long standing interest in why do some people become activists and some move to the extreme end of the activist spectrum risking or sacrificing their own lives and some having a personal involvement in the taking of the lives of others in the name of greater social justice, ending wars and achieving peace. I did not know of the book by Philip Roth on which the film American Pastoral is based and which deals with this subject in the context of the Vietnam war and race rioting in the USA. There is also my fascination in what happens to activists when the cause is achieved or they decide to stop.

Thirdly, what impact does activism have on bringing about changes for the better and where the dramatic increases the membership of the Labour Party could bring about a Labour government at the next General Election or destroy the party depending on the approach of members of the parliamentary Labour Party and the administrative party machine over coming months. My only surprise is that the margin in favour of Leaving the European Political and Economic Community or the election of Mr Trump as the U.S.A president was not greater. The professional politicians, political advisers and media pundits still don’t get it and their recent failure puts us all at risk.

I first became interested in gaining an understanding of what happened and why when a Jesuit modern history teacher at school said that if we wanted to know what the second world war was about we should read the reports of the War Crimes Tribunal, and I persuaded the library at Wallington where I was already borrowing works of adult fiction as soon I discovered I was not restricted to the children’s section, to let me read in the reference library first what was investigated at Bergen-Belsen and then at Auschwitz.

When I returned from the film, American Pastoral, I looked at a collation of video clips which had been posted on Facebook with one of a speech by Tony Benn in the House of Commons, with Jeremy Corbyn sitting behind him, in which he explains why it is impossible for anyone who experienced the blitz to support the bombing of men, women and children who are not willingly involved in a conflict.

One of my earliest memories, and which remains vivid, is that of a V1 rocket heading in our direction in daylight as we left the house for the Anderson air raid shelter in the garden, hearing the engine cut out and knowing that it would hit the ground before reaching us. When the V 2 rockets began to fall around, and more did than anywhere in the UK because of our proximity to London’s main civilian and then military airport at Croydon, we went to stay with an aunt who lived in officer’s quarters at Catterick Camp in North Yorkshire. I also have a visual memory of the day the telegram arrived to say that one of the two sons of the eldest aunt had died in a Japanese concentration camp and when his brother returned wearing his demob suit after experiencing prisoner of war camps in North Africa, Italy and central Europe, never recovering from the experience of being freed by the Russian Army and seeing what they were doing.

After the war, I was taken to see British and American films about the war only suitable for a child if accompanied by an adult, and at sixteen I was attached to a section of six men in the Local Taxation department of the Finance Department of a large local authority where one had lost part of his leg in World War I, another had been an officer in the Royal Navy, three had been squaddies including service in North Africa and the youngest served with the Royal Air Force in Korea. It was also the time of the Suez War and petrol rationing only a couple of years after the other forms of rationing had ended. Angus Calder and one of his brothers, sons of Ritchie Calder were members of the local Youth CND wrote the important account of the People’s War.

Only a few months ago, I decided it was time to write and publish a new autobiography centred on my political interests and involvements.  I have previously privately printed but not published how I became a contemporary artist in the process of creating one work encompassing my life experience in the context of major events and developments in the world to pose the question, does any individual life matter except to those with whom we relate and communicate?

I commenced new research on my political activism with the peace movements of 1958 to 1961 and where I had been invited to join the Labour Party in 1960. My activism ended in making an oral commitment to stop activities at the Magistrate Court at Witney, Oxfordshire just before Christmas 1961, a bizarre phone call on Boxing Day which was said to have involved the Home Secretary, with the imprisonment of Mike Randle and Lord Russell in 1962 and the Cuban Missile crisis that year.  I switched from a politics and economics course at Ruskin College to a Diploma in Public and Social Administration at Oxford University and then with the help of the Home Office became a qualified child care officer following a course at Birmingham University and where during the first academic term someone who had been a close friend and worked at the Admiralty was stabbed to death in a Soho Street and who had separately gained knowledge of my role and what happened at Holy Loch in 1961.

Ten years ago, in addition to my own documentation, I examined some of the records of the Direct-Action Committee and some of the unpublished other written material at the J B Priestly Library which is part of the University of Bradford and which had been curated by Michael Randle who held an academic post for several years and who I briefly met on my visit. There are now online indexes of these records. There is one published academic work which covered these records and interviews with some of the key people by Richard Taylor, Peace Movements 1958-1965 published only in hard back and where a used copy can cost over £100. Richard with Colin Pritchard published an earlier work in 1980 covering the same period. The C.N.D Story edited by John Minion and Philip Bolsover published in 1983 includes contributions from several leading activists during the period covered and adopts a similar approach to your book. The story of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament was brought more to date by Kate Hudson in her book CND- Now more than ever, published in 2005. There have been two other published books which attempt to cover the CND and Direct Action with the most well-known- The Disarmers by Christopher Driver in1964 and the most controversial of all, Mud Pie by Herb Greer also 1964. A worldwide study has also been completed by April Carter former Secretary of the D.A.C- Peace Movements 1945-1990 and about a decade ago she also published Direct Action and Democracy today.

The archives of the CND are held at the London School of Economics (Includes those of the Youth CND) and at the Modern Records Centre Warwick University)

The archives of Peace News are also held at the Peace Library at Bradford and I went through these when I visited. having worked briefly at Houseman’s 1959/1960, the ground floor and basement bookshop managed by Harry Mister above which the editorial staff prepared the newspaper at 5 Caledonian Road. N.1 just by Kings Cross station. I was not a Peace News staff man as a staged photograph of me in the publication taken during the Direct Action at Harrington in 1960 stated. I am seen with a grappling hook to scale the barbed wire but the purpose was only to sit down at the entrance. There is a six-minute newsreel video of this demonstration available from Concord Films. I was also a Peace News volunteer preparing postal copies on Wednesday evenings for sending to subscribers, part of a small group, some already activists or who became activists.

I make this point because for good and not so good reasons there has understandably been some rewriting of history to suit individual and the more general needs of changing times and personal circumstances and where it is also necessary to separate the genuine activist from the undercover media and undercover security services from several countries that were involved at the time together with the use of the agent provocateur.

The behaviour of the police at the Trafalgar Square Committee 100 action to protest Polaris was questioned by some national newspaper although the violence happened very late at night when most spectators and much of the media had departed. I monitored what happened with the wife of the London region CND and Aldermaston organiser George Clark This was a situation like Orgreave when there was political pressure on the police to react in a way. Anyone who thinks the police and the judiciary are not susceptible to political influence is living in a different dimension.

I hope the information now provided will add knowledge until I get around to my own project which came to an abrupt halt with the assassination of Jo Cox, the predictable Brexit vote, the resignations from the Shadow cabinet, forcing the re-election of the democratically elected leader and the attempted purge.

There are those, and a fellow campaigner who became the Professor of Education at Newcastle and Durham Universities, is one, who believed that the CND and Direct Action campaigns of the later 50’s and early 60’s had positive outcomes. I am of those who believe we failed just as the task of undoing the accumulated years of support for unfettered international capitalism since Margate Thatcher came to power and pursued by all governments thereafter will only be changed through a long struggle and continued sacrifice by most working people.

I urge every Labour Party Member and those who see themselves as part of the Labour and Trade union movements who have not already done so to read Dr Gaye Johnston’s e- book, available on Amazon for just over £1- “New Labour- Was the Gain worth the Pain?”  The book is based on a similar approach of yours in consulting and involving a wide range of people within the Party and Labour movement for their views on a range of related issues.

I am sending a copy of this communication to Councillor Gladys Hobson who was my boss, so to speak, at South Tyneside, in times past, and to Lord Beecham where our paths may have first crossed when he was at Oxford and I at Ruskin College, before doing so again three decades later, and to the constituency Member of Parliament for South Shields. Emma Lewell-Buck. Please pass on if you believe others mentioned in the book will find of interest, aspects of the ‘national’ story which I know something about although like many participants I was a passing small player as the majority were, many changing their positions following the Cuban crisis or following the establishment of new relationships, marriages, and extended families.

Please also pass on to Mike Down who solved something which has I have spent several years trying to remember and work out its former location, providing the name of the coffee bar- the Partisan in Soho where I worked casually clearing and cleaning tables and which enabled hearing what was going on including during a visit by Ralph Schoenman. I have not forgiven Christopher Driver for not returning the letter from Dora Russell after I had complained about the role of Ralph who interestingly reappeared during the so called Arab Spring. The long defence by Lord Russell   included at the end of the Ronald W Clark biography of how Mr Schoenman came to have such a hold is questionable.

Like Mike Down I also used to go to the Cy Laurie Club 1956-1957 on a regular basis and less frequently after that until 1959 when I became an activist. Some years ago, I met through Myspace space a couple who in the later 1950’s then attended an art college and who danced at the club while I looked on and who are still together living in Wales.

Although I only came to live in Sunderland and work for South Tyneside in 1974 everything I have learned since then confirms what you and others have written about how and why young people became politically active and supporters of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament here in the North East, and some, an involvement in the nonviolent Satyagraha campaigns of the Direct-Action Committee Against Nuclear War and mass demonstrations of the Committee 100.

It is to my shame that I only recently discovered the existence of the North East Labour History society when one of the meetings was held in association with the 2016 Durham Miners Gala and had two speakers talking about their experience of attending the adult education college located at Oxford, Ruskin College and where by coincidence I had returned from attending an annual reunion of their Fellowship and was in the process of rewriting my own experiences from 1961 to 1963 which I have circulated. I was delighted to read the four contributions from former Ruskin students in the 47th Volume of the Journal of the Society.

I only recently went through the Internet published information about the North-East Labour History Society to find out what was already published on my present interests and discovered your book.

When I can return to rewriting my experiences and information I will put online my available documentation with commentary excluding private correspondence unless the individuals are dead, permission is gained, or the information is already separately available for public use. Because I wrote letters by hand or used a manual typewriter I do not have copies of letters I sent only those received. I have some pamphlets from the period and with each year there is an increase in the number of videos available on YouTube and Internet search engines. There is even one set of short videos prepared by the Schools Council from Newsreels as part of a                                                                                                                                                                         history study course for schools to communicate a  time of  war and peace 1939 to the Vietnam War. Peter Currell Brown who wrote Smallcreeps day was giving talks to school children in Nottinghamshire about his experiences last time I was in contact

Understandably, the police and security services are not releasing the photographs and videos taken during demonstrations or the work of their undercover people and informants although some of this will be on the records of individuals and redacted copies of the files are available under Freedom of Information now that 50 years has elapsed.

The main contribution I can immediately make is in relation to the march to Holy Loch which passed through the North East from Yorkshire on its way to Scotland and which Peter Currell Brown and I decided we wanted to do while in Stafford prison in 1960 combining the Salt marches of Gandhi (I have one of the 2000 published  original in English editions of Satyagraha published in Ahmedabad) and our then limited knowledge of the Jarrow Crusade and other hunger marches and where there is an exhibition at the Museum and Art Gallery in South Shields, and Society member Dr Matt Perry has published work and recently made a presentation  commemorating  the passing of 80 years at one of the Newcastle University public lectures.  Matt’s ongoing interest in who were the marchers and what happened to them matches one of my interests on who went to prison in the 1960’s when they did not have to, making their individual point that the possession and potential use of weapons of weapons of mass civilian extermination cannot not be justified although I believe that for the purpose of defence we need to participate and have access to ongoing research and which I assume is the reason the Americans  continue to insist as they did  in 1960 that the first strike nuclear submarine weapon base had to be located in the UK  because  they did not want a first strike within the states. The recent BB2 TV channel 2 documentaries The British Deterrent explains the background from the now released transatlantic state papers.

The other similarity with the Jarrow Crusade is that the core marchers on the Holy Loch march were also selected and on the basis that they were giving up something, a job, their family as there was concern about some becoming professional prison going activists and which played into the hands of those seeking to damage and end the then growing movement.

I wrote to Pat Arrowsmith with our project idea and this was taken up by the Direct-Action Committee and the letter is mentioned as a footnote in Gandhi and the West, Sean Scalmar, Cambridge University Press and part of the D.A.C records.

I was also influenced by having participated in two of the Youth CND organised marches from Liverpool to Hull 1960/1961 1961/1962 which included the subsequent Professor of Education previously mentioned, another who also became a Professor, with a third, a close friend who became a senior University Administrator, after spending six months on her own travelling in India and an Oxford degree at St Hilda’s during the time I was at Ruskin. There was also the daughter of a known clergyman who became a dancer at the Follies Bergere.  Individuals just joined in the core march so there may be no formal record other than the route, stop overs and provision of hospitality which included private homes where at Hull the offer of a bath, meal and bed by a member of the academic staff and his partner was very welcome.

As you mention there was a group of (selected) core marchers who walked all the way from Trafalgar Square to Holy Loch which included an embedded journalist from the Daily Mail! The intention was to gain support along the six-week march and where the extraordinary Pat Arrowsmith had undertaken preliminary work making contact re the provision places to put down the sleeping bags and provided food and drink and where she then went ahead, checking arrangements before returning after the marching day. Meetings and soap box stops were part of the project together with arousing local media interest. There is one other aspect of the march which has since been overlooked. Peter Currell Brown became a potter who loves making things and this included the canoes and kayaks, one of which was to have been pulled all the way to the Loch for the sea attempt to board a Polaris submarine and tie a Peace Flag.

There is a great photo of a flag being tied to a buoy and of the Polaris Action which had its base camp on the beach in the grounds of the Youth Hostel at Strone Point and another of a boat alongside the John Henry submarine in turn alongside the Proteus home base ship which invited the media on board to a presentation.

The march set off from Trafalgar Square at the end of the 1961 Easter weekend Aldermaston March which became so big that once the Square and surrounding pavements were filled the march went onto Hyde Park without stopping. No one has any idea of the actual numbers who came to London in support that day because the end rally was Trafalgar Square and not Hyde Park and some joined in during the central London section and went home again on reaching the Square unable to stop unless they had been told their coaches were parked around the Park. I said 250000 to one media request from the USA.

As Chief Marshal for the Holy Loch march, I had attended a meeting at the former New Scotland Yard with Aldermaston march Chief Marshal, George Clark at which we were openly introduced to representatives from other government departments and agencies as well as senior officers of the Metropolitan Police. I could give the recorded assurance that we did not intend to take direct action and deliberately break the law before reaching Holy Loch but this did not prevent the police on the day to renege on an agreement to allow two circuits of Trafalgar Square to enable core marches to join in, as we had been permitted to park a small van for our luggage, and for others to join in the first short leg that evening.

Therefore, we were moved away quickly at fast pace and some of the core marchers had to find their way to where we stayed overnight. In part police action appears to have been taken because of the huge numbers which came to London in support of the C.N.D and unknown to me the police had also gained intelligence that the Committee of 100 wanted to get in on our respective acts was planning a break away demonstration at the U.S.A embassy. My understanding is that there was a small inner group of the official planning and steering group of the Committee 100 and which in turn was set up after the first full meeting at which it was evident there were 100 different views of what we should do and when.

The Committee of 100 was a great mixture of personalities led by Ralph Schoenman  Earl Russell’s spokesman and secretary, John Osborn, Arnold Wesker, Shelagh Delaney and such like, members of the British Communist party and from the myriad factions supporting Leon Trotsky assassinated because his opposition to fascist socialism, other socialists, anarchists, syndicalists, pacifists, direct  actionists, the religious motivated and were also included those with prior associations with the British, Soviet and USA intelligence and security services. 

Michael Randle merits separate attention and I have got around to reading his book with Pat Pottle on why they helped the spy George Blake to escape from prison published in 1989 called- The Blake escape and who participated in the recent documentary with Blake who is 94 and still living in Moscow. I went out for a little while with a former girlfriend of Mike just after she had graduated and one of the reasons I went to Ruskin College instead of taking up the appointment as full time London region CND organiser is that she rejected an offer of marriage recommending Ruskin because going to the college would condense what I had to say!

I had been invited to join the Committee of 100 only after several of the first signatories had resigned on realising they were vulnerable to prosecution even if they did not participate in individual events but which they were expected to do. I resigned when it became evident that the Committee was not committed to the principles of Satyagraha and fortunately, as my name does not appear on the Wikipedia published list, I have retained the evidence of my membership and participation.

To emphasise that the march was governed by principles of transparency and of orderly participation and behaviour along the way, the police were called to take away a woman who joined the march disclosing that her four children had been taken into care. It was evident at the preliminary meeting for potential participant’s that agent provocateurs were present and those with different agendas.

There is mention in the book of Gerry Healey and the Socialist Labour League. I was asked by Harry at Peace News to man a bookstall at a national conference of the League at which Pat Arrowsmith was invited to speak. I therefore registered and listened to Pat and then stayed to hear what Gerry had to say immediately afterwards. He commenced by explaining that while the League supported the peace campaigns this did not apply to the Soviet Union where it was essential to maintain the worker’s bomb in the fight to destroy capitalism. He then reviewed their tactics of joining in workplaces and industries to create strikes as part of the process of educating and involving the working class and where he admitted there would be casualties. The plan for the coming year was to enter the machine tool industry. No one bought a book or pamphlet. Peter Fryer’s book, The Battle for Socialism is of interest in this respect. I have never worked out if the person who subsequently called at the family home was a League recruiter or from the security services with access to the list of those who had attended. A combination of my derision over retention of the worker’s bomb and the fundamentalist Catholic basis of my beliefs meant I was not immediately contacted again.

Throughout my life I have been willing to go over the top and in some instances to take the lead but only on the basis that those participating understood the risks and potential longer term implications of what we were doing. This was to lead me to resign as Chief Marshal of the Holy Loch march when it reached Glasgow.

Mention is also made in your book of the former Member of Parliament for Salford and sometime chairman of the Labour Party. On the private bus from London to Aldermaston march that year I had sat with two others who had participated in Operation Foulness and who had openly talked of their prison experience. I was called over by an older man sitting on his own who shared a tube of pastilles or wine gums and after talking about the experiences told him how I become a member of the executive of the Wallington and Labour Party at my first meeting because of a coup by the Young Socialists. It was only when we reached our destination that he disclosed he was Frank Allaun, an MP and a founder of the  Aldermaston March, and he invited me to keep in touch which I did, and later briefed him about Rackmanism housing conditions in Birmingham where I was studying for a child care qualification and working in the City Children’s department which led to Twilight zone headlines following a debate on Housing in the House of Commons and to my nearly being asked to leave the course, but where I was offered a job with the Council which I would have taken had I not already been signed up by Oxfordshire.

Mention is also made of the Labour Former Minister John Strachey and on the same bus to Aldermaston was his illegitimate son and with whom we shared the six months as unwanted guests of the specialist homes of the head of state and who also participated at Holy Loch and the Aldermaston and Liverpool to Hull marches.

At Bedford. where I had been held on remand refusing bail after the Harrington Northamptonshire Direct Action, I left to go to Scotland to organise support, food and accommodation from Glasgow, staying on an estate and at the Glasgow centre of the Iona Community. At one point, I was required by the Committee to make an urgent visit to Edinburgh where Pat Arrowsmith had persuaded other core marchers to ignore a police ban on marching down Princess Street, they were arrested and held at the police station until the substantial fines were paid.  During the period in Scotland my contact was with the office in London and not with Pat and the marchers. The money was immediately raised and after collecting a banker’s draft I arrived at the police station to be told the fines had been paid by the Scottish Union of Mine workers and everyone had been taken to their headquarters. I contacted the office was told to take a taxi, ensure the money was reimbursed and read the riot act to Pat for jeopardising the project.

Anyone who has met Pat will appreciate this was easier said than done. On arrival, I found the group including the Daily Mail journalist celebrating with bottles of whisky in the boardroom with Abe and Alec Moffat making everyone honorary members of the union. Having completed the mission, I beat a hasty retreat reporting the situation to the office in London and awaited the arrival of the marchers in Glasgow where there was a counsel of war, so to speak.

My mission to Scotland had only limited success as I was uneducated, young and inexperienced for the task and what success there was depended on the good will of others. Most memorable is the shoe maker at Clydebank who was said to be the local fixer and where when contacted the local police insisted on stopping the traffic and making available as many men as we needed to assist. At Greenock and Gourock the politicians arranged for three of their chief officers to meet me and offer to provide the accommodation, food and any other assistance necessary although I was unable to give an estimate of the numbers likely to be involved. A Liberal Party politician and supporter put on a party and his pregnant wife asked me to discouraging him from participating in the direct action. He was on the hillside overlooking one of the piers and I saw him come to join the sit down as I and others were being thrown on top of other supporters to make a pathway for USA naval personnel to access the Proteus or arrive from it. Fortunately, he was not among those arrested.

No one on the Dumbarton bank of the Clyde was prepared to meet and a Daily Express journalist warned that he been told to twist whatever I said in a negative way which he did on the front page of a Scottish edition. The executive committee of the Scottish Council for Nuclear disarmament, as it was called, were also cool and my report led to a visit by Peggy Duff.  I had been invited to attend the office of the chain fag smoking CND national secretary after being interviewed and recommended for the London region organiser’s job and all she wanted to know was if I would concentrate on campaigning within the law and it was evident she was rightly sceptical about the reassurance given. The interview for the position had taken place in a basement office of the Houseman’s Peace News building which remains a meeting place for a range of contemporary activists. The Scottish Council did give some reluctant support and I would like to think the worldwide media attention given to the Whitsun direct action led the Scottish T.U.C and Scottish Labour Party holding its own mini march and rally at Dunoon in June 1961 with Michael Foot the main speaker and where there is also a short film with a great musical soundtrack available.

A member of the Council took me to his Edinburgh club after the morning meeting where I had my first taste of pure long aged malt before I went back to Glasgow and he to the Dunoon peninsular. He also arranged for me to meet the local police chief at Dunoon where a short-hand typist took down what we proposed to do on the Loch and on land.  This led to a written warning from the Commander of the Flagship Scotland.

The situation then commenced to rapidly change as the Direct-Action Committee had joined forces with the Committee of 100 and a larger scale protest was being organised with trains hired by the Committee to bring people from London and I was asked to order as many ferries as Caledonian McBride had available and which amazing they readily agreed taking my word that there would many spectators in addition to participants.

A study of the geography of Holy Loch reveals that travelling by car or bus involved   very long journeys and the quickest way was take a Ferry from one of the many stops from places like Helensburgh and Kilcreggan and other ferry stops in addition to the route from Gourock to Dunoon and one into central Glasgow. I enjoyed little Scottish pancakes for a few pence with a coffee on early morning trips as I worked out the options and went to visit contacts, also staying for a few days at the base camp.

Pat Arrowsmith also had acquired use of a launch and an ocean going size craft like one of the Clyde Ferries and a well-known GP, Dr Rachel Pinney, whose mansion in Chelsea I later visited, had acquired a car boat which she drove up from London onto the Loch for Red Cross Rescue which proved necessary.

The problem was that the proposed action was different from what I had advised the authorities, not too great a problem as it was assumed there were one or more spies at the meeting and where in a subsequent Naval history article it was admitted the plans had been detected. The main reason why I resigned was because it was evident that people were to be allowed to participate in the sea and land action straight off the trains and ferries without preparation which then and now still I regarded as irresponsible and which became an issue as events on the day unfolded.

Leaving Glasgow upset, I went to the base camp contacting the youth hostel and arranging to be taken across the Loch from Sandbank. The early morning beautiful silence of the Loch contrasted with the presence of the Polaris supply ship and temporary nuclear weapon base.

There had been several practices runs and one of the group, the Operation Foulness prisoner who spent all six months on his own, although weekly marches were held in London to support him and those in Holloway, tied a peace flag on a Buoy which went on the front pages. On protest day, the submarine went to sea but the large supply vessel remained. The story of the American Years at Holy Loch is told by Andrene Messersmith, Argyll publishing, and which presents the US Navy perspective, in addition to that of the local community. Andrene was only a Scottish child when the then secret deal between the UK Prime Minister and USA President was negotiated.

The British Prime Minister was tricked into the base being at Holy Loch close enough to Glasgow for the city to be in peril and it was only later that the concession of somewhere more isolated was permitted. I now worry more about the two Trident births in the Gibraltar docks which the crews use for R and R. and running repairs Gibraltar is my parental homeland and with plans for it to become the Hong Kong of the Mediterranean (reference the Golden Book) although I see it more as a Berlin, given it is also the one of the online gambling capitals as well as money laundering centres of the world.  One of my uncles used to manage at Tangiers, the ferry between there, Gib, Algeciras and Ceuta (the film comedy the Captain’s Table with Sir Alec Guiness is centred on the ferry), one first cousin managed the Taxation office and another Customs. My father was the Vicar General and was awarded the OBE.

On the appointed day I decided against taking the second birth in one  of our craft  and was taken from the beach camp where four of the former Operation Foulness prisoners were involved to join the motor launch and to find that Pat and all the marshals had been arrested and taken to the Police Station at Dunoon, in a tactic which was subsequently used at Witney before Christmas that same year when there were four simultaneous Committee 100 actions organised  by local  committees and with Will Warren, also Operation Foulness, the Chief Marshall for the action to Brize Norton. Will went on to do brave peace work in Northern Ireland before his death.

One other had been in Holloway, took a job as a waitress at a hotel in the area after the Holy Loch protest, married and settled in Scotland. Another participated in one of the blocking of the piers, so in total seven of the thirteen Foulness Prisoners were directly involved. Two others, Jane, Lady Buxton and Margaret Turner published Gate Fever- The Cresset Press, on their experience in Holloway and later reformed the Prison Reform Council, with Lord Stonham the former Member of Parliament Victor Collins as President and invited me to chair a group of ex-prisoners who produced Inside Story 100 suggestions for prison reform.

Three events on that day should be mentioned. The first was that the motor launch was subjected to power hosing from the supply ship when we went alongside. We attempted to move away to avoid sinking but the water had flooded the engine compartment and we were without power.  It had been evident that special forces were monitoring events on the Loch and as we managed to move along the side of ocean going ship so we could decant protestors from the launch, a special forces unit attempted to smash a buoy between us and the ship and damaged the ship as we moved away. The ship was then taken out of the action and at this point the Red Cross car boat came to the rescue and commenced to tow us to the shore but then with the reduced numbers and with some removal of the water the engine restarted and we landed under[CS1] [CS2]  our own fuel.  Rachel Pinney gave me her home number to call when the demonstration ended and the visit to her Chelsea home was arranged. She hit the headlines subsequently and went to the USA. There is now good piece about her on Wikipedia.

Back on land I joined the sit down blocking one of the piers with crew members of the supply ship attempting to land or returning to the base vessel. They were then ordered to make their way by walking on people which understandably caused a reaction and it was necessary for me to intervene and to make the point that the naval men and police were doing their job and it was important not to provoke violence. The next tactic by the police was to remove people throwing them on top other protestors This was when the mental and physical preparation of Satyagraha is effective as you are relaxed prepared to be hurt but in fact after two or three attempts to remove me this way, the police gave up and I was not hurt.

Others were arrested and take away with a pathway created. A little later a former journalist at Peace News came to find me with a message from Pat Arrowsmith to end the blockade of the piers and to march in an orderly fashion to the Police station.  Although there were a few calls of who are you because I seemed to know what I was doing everyone assembled and waited until those from the other piers further down the loch arrived all those who wished set off for the police station where it was later reported there were some more arrests, or to get a ferry homeward. I suspect Pat’s intention was that I would accompany the march but I believed my place was to stay Lochside and ensure everyone went home.

Some supporters who had travel from afar decided to stay overnight and later when back at base camp we could see fires lit all around the loch. The number of people present had been extraordinary given the out of way location The Daily Mail journalist greeted declaring that journalists from around the world were present as the coverage was to prove.  The following morning, I went back across the loch to find out if people had the means to return to their homes but did not go to Dunoon. At some point, I went up a hillside and met the daughter of a future Labour Attorney General and Lord Chancellor together with her fiancée and who with her brother I had walked from Liverpool to Hull.

Peter said he and another at the camp proposed to go to the Iona community although later together we stayed a community in South Wales. I knew I not have any skills to earn my keep at the community where the Church and buildings were not completed until the mid-1960’s and where I visited on a holiday several decades later. I believe the community in Wales was Merthyr Tydfil where we were welcomed for a stay of a few days. Both communities where different from the shared house at Balham which played an unknowing role after I was released from prison when I commenced to understand who I had become and why and first appreciated that others could see into me what I had previously been unable to see or understand. The breakthrough occurred when one of the friends with whom I had walked from Liverpool to Hull came from Manchester where she worked to help and took me home in Balham and who also travelled to Stafford to welcome the six on our formal discharge.

At the end of the Holy Loch venture I had the means to London by train. I was paid £5 a week plus expenses. I had become adept at hitching lifts by then, once sleeping overnight in a bus shelter on Boxing day with a companion and then getting a lift with a milkman delivering for a couple of hours in the Derbyshire Peak countryside.

You mention Will Owen, the MP for Morpeth who lived in the Wallington when Parliament was sitting and his daughter attended at least one meeting of this group. As mentioned two other members were the sons of Ritchie Calder and where sadly both are dead. The daughter of the future Lord Chancellor visited to talk about the role of the Youth CND. The daughters of a local shoe maker and shop who had been a conscientious objector in WWII were also members.  The wife of Mervyn Peak who wrote Gormenghast held a social to raise funds for the small adult CND. I remember being impressed by the set of drums in the hallway of their home in Wallington, and learned that the drums belonged to one of their sons who attended the same Private Catholic school and with whom I was to establish brief contact four decades later when the book was turned into a play and performed in Newcastle at what is now Northern Stage.

A young woman who had suddenly appeared at a social event of the young socialists took an immediate interest in me and because what she disclosed about her work, a secretary at the Admiralty and her other background, I asked another member of the Executive Committee of Wallington and Beddington Labour, a Young Socialist about her and she said the first knowledge they had was from the social held to attract new members.  This aspect only became of interest again when talking with her about the Holy Loch experience and she commented with words in effect “we knew.” What surprised me is given what she had disclosed about her background that she could have the knowledge she alleged[CS3] .

By the time I commenced a full 12-month course to become a qualified child care officer at Birmingham University, I had little contact with her or anyone in the protest and direct action movements.

During the first academic term and where my place had not only been arranged by the Home Office but course fees were paid with a maintenance grant and which had to be supplanted because of the number and location of the practical experience placements involved, my care mother telephoned to say that my friend had been murdered on a Soho street and the police wished to interview me. I arranged to see the head of the course who advised me to take no action unless contacted by the police direct. However, because I believed that I had information about her private life which I considered relevant to finding her killer, I arranged to visit the police at a local station in Birmingham and provided the information which was to be passed to the investigating police force. It was not a formal statement under caution and two officers present only had telephone contact with who I now assume was the Metropolitan Police although what I believe was the home of her grandparents was still then in Surrey. The gist of what I had said was subsequently read over the phone to me by Birmingham Police and because it broadly reflected what I had said, I agreed but was not asked to physically sign.

I was not called to the Inquest but heard from my family what had been reported in the local press. It has been my understanding that the murder remained unsolved and there were reasons reinforced by my work in child care that until recently I did not consider it appropriate to make any inquiries. My mother who suffered severe memory loss with psychosis as she approached her 100 years destroyed all the press cuttings about me, and documentation about herself and me before going into residential care, so deciding that I would include something my relationship and the murder in the autobiography I used the Internet to see if press information remained on any public file.

I discovered that the police investigation papers had been sealed at National Archives for 100 years but under Freedom of Information a copy has been made available of what is recorded to have been my signed statement at Birmingham but which shows no signature and which has been made available in full with the only the redaction of the names of third parties I had mentioned. I remain in a dilemma because while the aspects of the information which led me to make the statement are not included there are continuing reasons in the interests of others not to pursue, as well as to do so.

I mention now because it demonstrates the gulf that can develop over decades between memory and written record. When I decided to investigate, I believed the person had worked for the Home Office because of the intelligence operation I assumed had taken place, forgetting that Holy Loch was sea protest as well as on land and that the official warning letter had come from the Admiralty. I had also forgotten that I had been with her at a named location in London and I had introduced her to two members of the Committee 100 who are not named[CS4] . There is also another meeting in the street when she came out of a premise next to the Two Eyes Coffee bar in Soho and to meeting her with a female friend locally who was introduced including her then place of work. Memory without supporting contemporary record must always be questioned and just not accepted because the person saying it appears genuine and even the written record without corroboration should be questioned.

An example immediately coming to mind is one when as an Area Children’s officer, I took over a team where an officer had just left and I decided to read through every file before deciding if I agreed to the transfer notes that cases could be closed, or needed to be reallocated based the departing officers stated level of recommended priorities and my knowledge of the workload of the Senior child care officer and child care officer team. I cannot now remember what it was in one file that made me decide to make a personal visit before deciding on closure. The subject of the original referral confirmed that it had been made but there had been none of the subsequent visits which had been recorded in some detail. I believed the client although the writing up was very good.

I will for now comment briefly on the related issue of the ability of child care officers past and I suspect present to keep records, to read what they and others have written and the ability of  supervisors, other professionals and their managers other managers, magistrates and counclllors to know what  information is appropriate and what questions therefore should be asked, together with my rusty memory of  courts, police, records and statements and  one national inquiry during the period 1962-2003. In Oxfordshire where I was attended courts on behalf of the county it was agreed the Juvenile Court magistrates would hear reports and question individual child care officers on children committed to the care of the local authority instead of to approved schools and these sessions were attend by the Children’s Officer and teams of officers in rotation. One got a frown of disapproval at the time and a talking to afterwards if the magistrates asked something and you did not know and could not be answered from the file. A similar approach was taken when at the London Borough of Ealing when each of the three area teams submitted summary reports on a selection of cases to a sub-committee of the Children’s Committee in rotation and where the Children’s officer, the Deputy, an ex head teacher, and the Assistant Children’s Officer attended and where first as a senior and then as an Area officer I was expected to have read the  files of the selected cases before one of the principals did the same and Councillors read and questioned the child care officer.

By the time I arrived the excuse that the files inherited from the former Middlesex Council were inadequate and unacceptable was no longer acceptable because each file had a record of relevant information with an updated summary and where regular rereading of the whole file was essential for children who had spent and were spending the greater part of their life in public care. I was only to spend a few months getting know the sixty-six councillors before warning newly appointed social workers to remember that the councillor would probably know all that there was to know about an applicant seeking assistance for an individual or family such was the nature of a stable community in the North East.

Whether one is attempting to pass the scientific research test, an academic thesis or beyond all reasonable doubt test, there is no substitute for doing the work required and getting others to check as well as judge. The other final example for now is what happened during and independent inquiry in which I participated as an expert panel member following the harrowing death of baby girl left alone by her single parent.

The local authority was negligent because it failed to recreate a missing file when it disappeared and then to do so effectively before an Inquest, a criminal trial and before the  Inquiry hearings commenced and when later in the inquiry, I asked a senior officer if I was right to assume that the boarding out register had been checked and Deputy Director did not  know the answer, the following morning it was evident that two subsequent social workers, one who became a senior and went on to be appointed by the Home Secretary to the original and what is not the statutory Jay Inquiry panel did not know as all those in the authority, the Area office, the Assistant and deputies the chief officers, the lawyers, and the chief executives did not know of the register which the department kept by law and brought to light two sets of foster parents who said they were surprised not to have been contacted before and whose evidence was most significant.

I was struck about the issue of politicians and magistrates knowing the right questions to ask if they had been provided with the right basic information at the recent meeting of the Home Affairs Select Committee when the Permanent Secretary at the Home Office was recalled to explain  why he and the present Home Secretary had been economical in  disclosing what the former Home Secretary and our Prime Minister had known, what the Home Office and present Home Secretary had known  about the situation  which developed throughout the period when Dame Goddard had chaired the Panel following scrutiny by Government and an appearance before the Home Affairs Committee. I apologise if I have misunderstood the official record of the meeting and which I watched live at the time. The Permanent Secretary appears to be saying that he was surprised that the Committee had not pressed the Home Secretary further after she stonewalled. One of the Committee Members asked how they were expected to ask the right questions if the basic information was being deliberately withheld by the Ministers and department!

I know also provide two example of where culture, establishment protectionism, the limitations of oral testimony and the need for a forensic examination of written records (and which hopefully the monster digital data consuming and analysis programmes of today have overcome) can be condensed first into one example from the Gates Inquiry. At  the request of the two other expert panel members I had spent months going through all the documentation in preparing our extended argument that had the professionals and their managers made other choices, taken different decisions, the child may well have been alive to this day and  which was different from the Chairman’s report which accurately reflected the position of the barristers, the lawyers and their clerks employed by the authorities to protect their reputations and  limit  the criticism. After the work was done, we met and went through everything line by line, word by word, and one of two made the brilliant suggestion that we should list the instances which came to more than 100, although they were of different significance individually it was their totality which we wished to communicate. The agreed document was submitted to the Commissioning authorities for onward transmission to the core participants to correct matters of fact. Unfortunately, the decision was taken not to provide us with the final version of the Chairman’s report, now a senior retired Judge, and it could be argued that the intention was to raise issues which would discredit what we had prepared although in the event the media focussed on what we had said because it fitted what they had anyway known before the Inquiry commenced.

The point will appear trivial now but we challenged in our report the oral statement by a health visitor on being questioned that she had returned to the family home later the same day of an earlier visit to check on the situation. The point the chairman made in his report was that the written record showed that two visits had been made. This was correct but if the record is closely examined it will be noted that the writing is different as is initials which indicated that someone else visited who may or may not have appreciated the situation and the background.

Twenty years later may care mother was inappropriately and unnecessarily admitted to a district general hospital against her expressed wishes and she died three weeks later from a hospital infection. Over three years, I went through the then complaints procedures of the local authority, the Family Practitioner Committee and the District General Hospital, attending meetings, bringing in a local support group in one instance, insisting on appeals, writing to Members of Parliament, one of whom was the former Foreign Secretary and candidate for the Leadership of the Labour party, having a meeting with the Deputy Chief Medical Officer at the Department of Health, agreeing to an Inquiry by the Health Ombudsman and a review  by the Deputy  Chief Ombudsman where some professionals and managers lied, some their words against mine  but where in other situations there was recorded evidence and in the end I  stopped after weighing up the pro and  cons of the options still available. When my birth mother died in her 100th year, four years after the death of my care mother. I could obtain a copy of her GP record as I was of mine for the separate purpose of finding out if there was any record of my identity, but as anticipated there were no records on either file until several years after the creation of the National Health Service and the retirement of the GP who one must suspect destroyed the records because of what they disclosed if my birth mother had asked to do so.

I looked casually at first at the social history and care plan, prepared for my birth mother and where one had also been prepared for my care mother by the care manager, a senior manager of the Social Services Department in the area where the two-sister lived and had been appointed because of who I had been. They were excellent plans fully implemented in so far as the two independent women were prepared to accept. My mother first refused my suggestion of a walking stick in her early nineties because they were for old people, but I now use in my seventies one of the sticks they both agreed to use when going to mass on Sundays when accompanied and not go out on their own and where following her retirement as a preliminary school teacher, my birthmother insisted they went to mass every day of the week.

Now here’s the rub. I took a second look. Both had the initial M Smart but their Christian names were different and it was evident what happened is that the reports had been placed on each other’s file.  The reports were so good as case summaries that it was only if you read back into the files you realised the report and the records did not match. There is evidence, and in fairness when I met the GP he apologised four year before this and took responsibility and retired, that this was start of an alarming chain of mistakes and misunderstanding on the part of a dozen different people and where no one at any time told me what the first mistake had been. When the GP visited, he thought the person he was seeing was my birth mother and not her sister.  Returning to the 1981 Inquiry hearings the Consultant paediatrician in evidence broke down when admitting that it was only when preparing to give evidence that he read back through the file and realised for the first time what was there. He resigned and returned to his homeland.

I want to end for now with the question how come the people of Scotland have voted to bring so many Scottish Nationalist Party members to Westminster and to retain their control of the devolved Parliament knowing their united opposition to the renewal of the Trident carrying submarines when at the same time most the Parliamentary Labour Party voted for their replacement? I wonder how many of those voting for the mass extermination of human beings have been in a Blitz night after night, year after year?

Thursday 6 October 2016

The new Conservative and Labour Party Political Puritanism


In this first week of October 2016 I am going to continue to write about cultural experiences, artistic works which require years of training and exceptional skill, and works primarily of entertainment but which also can move, challenge or demand attention. I am doing this while I reflect further on having devoted my time during the first part of each of the past two weeks to the annual conferences of the Labour and Conservative Parties and reflecting further on my decision at the end of June to openly contest the rebellion of the Parliamentary Labour Party who appeared to have not only declared war on their leader but on the majority of the Party membership because of the audacity to support and elect someone as leader who offered an alternative and better approach to political participation and engagement, who had analysed why as the fifth largest economy in the world inequalities and injustices were flourishing and causing great harm to hundreds of thousands of British citizens in their homeland, and who together with a few likeminded others proposed alternative policies which are summed up in the phrase twenty first century socialism.

In response to a Party said to have over half a million members, at least twice, if not three times that of the Conservative Party, their new leader and appointed Prime Minister has recognised the threat to the political stability of the present order of international global capitalism and free market exploitation, and its implication for the immediate future and standing of her Party and in one sentence switched the attack from a Conservative Nasty Party to a Labour Nazi Party and in one speech parked  her tanks on the ground of the centre left as much as the centre right.

In fact, both leaders and many within the women’s section of the Labour Party, are advocates for a new political puritanism so that when she called upon those in the conference hall at Birmingham to join her, she was as much appealing to Yvette Cooper and Angela Eagle to join her as she was warning those on the far right of her own party to get on side or leave the battlefield.  On the basis of admittedly one speech and a few indicators of the governmental action to come and using the concept of the five set major lawn tennis final, she has taken the Tory party into a three to one set lead in winning the next general election which I suspect she will attempt to hold before 2020 but only after the terms of Brexit have been negotiated and the deed accomplished or if forced putting the deal to the electorate and only  then if she is convinced she will gain an overwhelming vote in favour.

The Prime Minister is unlikely to repeat the mistake of her predecessor who only got away with the vote to keep Scotland in the Union with the help of Labour and in particular the intervention of Gordon Brown. Just as the Liberal Democrats have faced political extinction because of their attempt to gain power through the Tory Party, the Labour Party in Scotland has paid the price failing to combat the Sottish Nationalists and then by forming an alliance with the Tories of the referendum. The Labour Party has faced potential General Election disaster in England because the evident lack of support given to their leader and then at the very moment the tide appeared to be turning, by open revolts and the threat becomes even greater if the civil war continues and has reached the tipping point that unless the Parliamentary Labour Party can embrace 21st century socialism action will commence to replace as Corbyn supporters gain positions of power within constituencies. The first test will be Prime Minister Questions on October 12th with the Labour Leader appearing before the Women and Equalities Committee beforehand at 9.30am

Wednesday 21 April 2010

1916 James Lovelock wins the day

Th magical wonder of Tuesday was a BBCi Player programme about James Lovelock, the man who invented a device to detect and measure CFC’s and with his family then undertook measurements when there was haze blocking the view he had as a child and this led to making a trip top the Antarctic to discover the extent of CFC’s in the world. His work led to others understanding the impact on the Ozone layer in the earth’s atmosphere and the international understanding that they had to eliminate CFC’s if humans are to be able to continue to live on this planet.

An invitation to assist US Space Exploration Scientists led him to develop his Gaia theory about the way living organisms have helped to protect the earth from the increasing heat of sun. The Space agency assembled the best minds to try and work out how to evaluate if there was life on Mars. James independently worked how to make the evaluation without going to Mars and his idea established that there was no life now. It was the study of the Martian atmosphere which led to develop his theory that through the process of natural selection living organism were creating and changing the atmosphere around the earth planet which sustained and developed human life. His ideas were immediately appreciated by some Christian leaders and New Age believers but met with considerable hostility on the part of the scientific establishment until he was able to demonstrate with the Daisy experiment that an organism can respond and adjust to the environment and in turn affect and which together with other examples substantially changed the view among scientists and others that one needs to looks at the planet as whole to full understand the interconnectivity and how revolutionary imbalances can cause irreversible changes such as the melting of the polar ice caps

In the first of three programmes about individualist creative scientists who have made profound discoveries James, who is ninety years of age explained how he became interested in sciences, discovered original scientific books in the basement of Balham public Library and decided to work on his own rather than within the institutions and laboratories of the scientific establishment. He remains one of the remarkable human beings of the generation before mine. His life and work confirmed our understanding that overall Creatives contribute more to society than those who follow conventional ways. However one as to be aware and take account of the potential downside.

The weather this weekend was most foul. Cold and wet but I did undertake work on the garage area under cover. Having repaired and sealed the brickwork above the garage door I completed the painting, pastel pink the brickwork, brilliant white the woodwork and pastel blue the door. I also commenced work on the side of the house which was further progressed on Monday, first cleaning off any fungus, then treating the areas with preventative and repairing and sealing, with the conditions unpleasant to work despite being undercover. Tuesday was also cold but brighter although rain during the day delayed work on the lower day room window. I was nearly able to complete the original task. What remains will take one half day session. In addition I propose to decorate the remaining area of garage floor with coloured side bands, more coloured gravel with a query on the remaining floor area. I will also do some work on the external toilet as well as on the bathroom which is in fact my next priority.

Having spent time on careful preparations and then on obtaining a good finish, at close inspection, as well as from a distance, I would rather leave and return than rush and regret.

I have photographs of working outside my former home three stories high, using a hired mobile scaffolding platform and then using my own self assembly unit which I purchased mail order and which had to tied to the property for safety reasons. I don’t like heights, avoiding standing at the edge of cliffs and building and getting up and working and then down again was one oft he achievements of my life as well as walking climbing a mountain in Scotland but which did involve some hands and knees sections. Nowadays getting up six and nine step ladders is something of an ordeal and requires care and I will be relieved when this part is over.

I had planed to spend the from Wednesday to Sunday at the cricket with the first 40 over game on Sunday, and as last week I will attend the opening day of game against Somerset, although going early to ensure a seat behind glass, unless it is raining hard and the start of play will be delayed. Durham must win the next game not to find themselves at the relegation end of the table with Yorkshire now some 40 ahead after two magnificent wins. Rain and bad light helped Durham to achieve a draw on Sunday when for most of the third day and morning of the fourth defeat seemed likely. My hope is the Will Smith does not go to pieces following the poor decision to field and his second innings duck. I was a little concerned about his admission that last year he had lacked the mental strength to undertake the captaincy and build long innings.

I enjoyed some TV football watching and listening over the last three days. The best game was Wigan at Arsenal where the away team scored three goals in ten minutes at the end of the game to win and the three points has secured their position in the Premiership while Arsenal’s feint hope of the Premier title vanished. Sunderland had a comfortable win against Burnley taking them to 13th and keeping Burnley the next favourite team to be relegated with Portsmouth already down, and Hull, who escaped last year, more likely than West Ham, who suffered defeat on Monday against Liverpool. Sunderland are at Hull on Saturday There are now only two teams with a chance of the fourth Champions League place next season, Spurs are in the driving seat and Man City. Spurs has bounced back after the brilliant Portsmouth win against them in the FA Cup semi final, while Man City lost against Manchester United at home by a last second goal, and which left United just one point behind Chelsea. Newcastle had a workmanlike win at Plymouth in a match shown on Sky and became the Champions with matches to spare. The trophy will be presented at their home tie with Roy Keane’s Ipswich on Saturday and when a will give them 101 points.

The most enjoyable occasion was the China Grand Prix which was won in an eventful rain affected run by Jenson Button, with Lewis Hamilton second. The outcome is that Jensen now heads the driver’s championship as Malaren the Constructors. The next should be in Spain with question marks over the problem of cancel flights, but with Madrid airport now clear the teams should be there by now en route to the Cataluña track.

I missed the start of Dr Who which has become a programme just for young people again with a peculiar performance as Churchill in wartime paving the way for the return of brightly coloured Daleks. I will peak in again if I have nothing else to do but it is no longer planned viewing. In contrast the second in the latest Foyle’s War series was exceptional if not sad with the subject of racism of the worst kind on the part of USAF military station in Britain which included corruption by a sergeant and murder by a major. Sam has settled herself in as the cook, housekeeper and bottle washing at the Hastings small hotel for the young man owner she met in London and who was shot by the assassin used on the attempt to kill Foyle and her. Staying at the hotel are three residents, the singe mother thrown out by her family because her child is from a relationship with a black serviceman who is also a jazz musician and who wants to her to marry and live with him in Harlem where he expects to be playing at the Cotton Club. She, is threatened by the sergeant who then helps to frame her fiancée for her murder, committed by the Major after she yielded to his advances to support their application to marry and for a visa, and she overheard his involvement in the planned robbery of the wages delivery. The complication in working out who had dun it was the former boyfriend of the girl, a professional boxer with promise who had become a conscience objector and face local prejudice as well as disappointment when the girl refused to place the child for adoption and marry him. In a touching finale he agreed to look after the baby girl until her father gained his discharge and could return for her. The second complication with the man and the young woman also staying at the hotel, who turned out to be a couple and behind the robbery of local business men they believed had profited from the war. The young man had lost an arm and experienced much horror in North Africa and he had been blackmailed into carryout the payroll robbery. There were several moving moments and the who murdered the girl remained a mystery until it was revealed. The only weak link was the willingness of the girl to yield to the pressure of Major.

On Tuesday night I decided to take a peek at Oceans 12 the middle of three capers with, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Matt Daemon, Catherine Zeta Jones and Julia Roberts. This follows in a long line of sophisticated heist films where the criminals use technology and technique rob banks and the ultra rich and have a significantly higher quality of life that the international police. The films are gloss, absurd, immoral and fun if you have nothing better to do and nothing more engaging is available, but one should not spend additional money to see such nonsense at the cinema theatre.

I enjoyed my food which was makeshift given the decision not to attend he cricket. I overeat of course and have not weighed myself for a couple of weeks knowing what I will find. There was some fish, chicken wings one day and chicken breast wrapped in bacon on another plus curry, with bananas or rice pudding. I did not fancy the available strawberries. The grapes are thick skinned, small and not sweet and melons I like twice the price I usually pay.

My belief that the Liberal Democrats will sustain their recent surge in the polls and extend further it is going well. As predicted the agents for the Labour and Tories plus the media have turned on Mr Clegg and his party to find a weakness which will turn away the floating voter to them. Most of what they are doing is counterproductive and will be evident to the voters who watch the broadcasts. The more they attack the more the public will turn on them.

The BBC are holding debates between the front bench Ministers and Shadow Ministers of the Government and two major opposition parties. David Clark did well on Foreign Affairs but former Tory leader William Hague’s deputy did badly with the Lib Dems effectively answering everything. Similarly the Home Secretary and the Mr Huhne squeezed the Tories into third on Home Affairs. Labour sensing it might need the Lib Dems to continue in Government appears to make overtures to work together to keep the Tories, at a distance, while understandably the Tories are emphasising that a Lib Dem vote could keep Mr Brown in power, as a means to keep some of their traditional voters from switching. Mr Clegg sensing he is on a band wagon is stressing a plague on both your houses and so far, despite the efforts of the parties and the media, the public keep listening and supporting. I expect to se another surge of up to five points after the debate on Thursday, making him the poll leader and then further surge after the surge up to polling day. He could become the first Liberal Prime Minister for 100 years.

Monday 12 April 2010

1911 Foyle's War and the Odessa scandal. Dr Who, Harry Potter and weekend sport

My recent dreams appear to underline failure in completing missions, usually into or out of places or not remembering where I have been or where I am going. I hope this a fear and not a forecast.

Sunday was a stop and go day with more stop than go. I stayed up until after 2.30 finishing writing and an unsettled night led to a late start in the morning, bleary eyed.

I played a few rounds of Luxor Majong after failing to break the 50 win barrier at level three chess, having achieved my highest score to date of more than and having achieved 16.5 million points, it is my preferred game with seeking to break 17million. I then watched the second episode of the new series of Dr Who, belatedly did good work in the garage area outside but over a short period and then enjoyed a quick lunch of sausages and mash around 2.30 pm another short burst of research and writing, later undone and substantially rewritten, and then a little painting of areas where I not repaired or used a small tube of sealant to gauge how much I would need for a good job on the surround to the garage roof where leaks were causing the main problems my work was intending to remedy.

I watched most of the second F A CUP semi Final between Spurs and Tottenham, having also watched a large chunk of the first semi final between Chelsea and the Villa yesterday after watching the Grand National and listening to Sunderland’s and Newcastle’s games on two radio’s simultaneously.

This evening I enjoyed a medium size piece of steak (£2.71) with vegetables, some grapes and hot cross buns and coffee. Yesterday evening I made a four small egg Spanish style omelette with pieces of olives, prawns and salami and having finished off various salad items with a peppered mackerel earlier, with a banana, grapes which were not sweet and a couple of the hot cross buns. Later I watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.

There were two highlights on Sunday, a programme on the life of one of the great female jazz singers and piano players of all time Nina Simone and the first in the new series of Foyle’s War which dealt with one of the most horrendous aspects of the second World War when the allies agreed to repatriating any Russians within their territories who had fought with Germany against Russia. This was part of the Russian policy of returning to their direct control anyone who had fled their country or from captured territories who were known anti communists or negative about Stalin’s regime.

In this first episode of the seventh series of full length feature films with Michael Kitchen as Foyle, Honeysuckle Weeks as Samantha Stewart and Anthony Howell and DS Milner, the focus was the spread of the news among Russian POW’s in the UK that those who had been repatriated from their work camps in Yorkshire, taking home with them clothing and scarce food rations from kindly Yorkshire people, were machine gunned to death immediately upon arrival at the Port of Odessa

In the programme Foyle finds out that Churchill had agreed the exchange at Yalta for a stated 20000 British POW’s held in Eastern Germany and occupied territories, liberated by the Russians, and that the members of the administration knew what had happened, after being called in by his World War 1 commanding officer who now worked in the War Office, and asked to try and find an escaped Russian POW known to be in his area. Foyle undertook the mission after being persuaded to stay on as the police detective chief after the war ended until a replacement could be found.

My only source of background information to-date Wikipedia, refers to the book published by County Tolstoy in 1977 which claimed that the number of Russians returned without choice was in excess of 5 million although the allies refused to return millions from the Soviet occupied countries, notably Poland, who had fled when the Soviets arrived. Tolstoy is reported to have put the figure at substantially less but still in the millions. An estimated one million of those returned, according to the Soviet source, were executed or sent to labour camps for 25 years. About a third received shorter sentences or were exiled. A percentage were conscripted and sent to areas other than their homes and those allowed back were treated as inferior citizens.

In the film Samantha has gained a job with a local art painter who has taken a shine to a young Russian POW still only 17 years who has become a live in handyman. He proposes to make the young man his adopted son and heir after his biological son decides to stand as a Labour Member of Parliament. Sam then finds her employer shot to death a day after the son learns of his father’s intentions to change the Will. DI Milner, now in charge of his own service at Brighton suspects the young Russian who has taken flight and believed to be heading for London and the home of a White Russian known to help fellow citizens. Foyle calls at the house of the Artman without knowing any of this, including the involvement of Milner and the presence of Sam although the three had only recently attended the Christening of Milner’s child. They are both shocked at the way Milner reacts to their involvement, wanting to solve his first murder mystery on his own, but appearing to discount the five years of their previous association.

Foyle was on the trail of finding the escaped Russian POW, for his former Commanding officer after learning that another had committed suicide by throwing himself off a viaduct rather than return to Russia and that the two had been friendly with the Young Russian at the Artman‘s House and was likely to have turned to him for help. In this he is correct as the man on the run had persuaded his friend to steal housekeeping money in order to make his way to London to reach the home of an émigré leader. From what Sam says and what he had learned so far Foyle, who does not yet know about what happened at Odessa, does not believe the young Russian killed his employer and is therefore at odds with his former Sergeant.

There is another possible suspect-the brother of the head of a local military unit assigned to take into custody the young Russian. The brother has just been demobbed and calls at the home of the artist where six years before he had been promised that his job would be waiting for him on return. He is very angry when told there is now no job, and even angrier when he finds out why.

Foyle goes to London, taking Sam with him who is at a loose end having lost her job with the death of her employer, and he decides to stay on even when told that the missing POW has been captured and is on his way to Russia.

He visits his former commanding officer where he is given this information and no background and takes up the offer of staying at the club of his former military leader and invited to have dinner there later. They served at Passchendale in the war where again millions of men on both sides perished under the orders of the High command. This governed he subsequent life of both in contrasting ways.

Sam stays at the hotel where the escaped POW is known to have been captured after being placed their by the Émigré leader. The Émigré leader denies any knowledge of either Russian but his assistant appears to express concern when he learns that the man has been recaptured and is on his way back to Russia. Foyle keeps watch on the house and sees the leader talking to an individual who he later spots following him as he makes his way from the club to see Sam at her Hotel, the following morning. They are then pursued by this armed man who unintentionally shoots someone else at the hotel and Foyle and Sam go on the run and are saved by the assistant to the émigré leader who shoots the would be assassin. He says that has just found out that his boss had started to work for the Communists. Foyle demands the resignation of former commanding officer for having used the assassin in the attempt to kill him and Sam, to stop them revealing about the Odessa cover up. He also requires the freeing of the young POW back to Hastings as the price for keeping quiet about what has happened for the time being. It is then revealed that the artman was accidentally killed by the brother of the returning British serviceman when trying to take the young Russian into custody although we had suspected something of the nature arising from a scene in which the War Office chief explodes at what had happened at the artman house and earlier. A civil servant reminds that he was against calling in Foyle because of his known rebellious and singled minded nature.

As with the over 20 previous films during the seven years of the series it has an authenticity about wartime England that I can remember, the feel and the look of the time, and the acting is always of a high stand with credible storylines. It is also a salutary reminder of what Prime Ministers, including those in democratic countries with freedom of the press and allegedly open governments feel required to do in specific circumstances.

Credibility cannot be used to describe the storylines of Dr Who which had began my Sunday.

Having woken late and bleary eyed as mentioned, wanting to continue with writing of Babylon 5 and to work on the garage area but also wanting to catch up on television from yesterday and watch more today and I also procrastinated and played Luxor Majong, I delayed breakfast deciding on toast and then on Monday if the weather was fine walking to the local to try their bacon roll and coffee down from £1.50 at the hostelry visited last year before the Azda move to £1.19. Either before or after I would then cross the road for a haircut. In fact after setting up the i player on the lap top watch on the large screen Telly I enjoyed the first of the bacon steaks in one roll, the size of which is the equivalent of four slices!

Setting up the i player takes time and caused me to laugh at myself. When preparing to work on the outside of the house, I had moved the larger of the two folding chairs I take to the cricket in their carry bags or have used for picnics by the car, or attending concerts in the park or sea front, I had also used the smaller one at the Whitely Bay Jazz Festival last year. For a couple of minutes I could not remembered what had happened to the smaller chair, even considering that it had been stolen during a period when the garage door had been opened. I then remembered that I had been using the chair to set up the computer when attached tot eh large screen telly. I had then found the carry bag, a couple of days later, by accident, although I had kept half an eye on the look out. You daft man, I said, well words to the same effect.

The second episode of the 11 Doctor Who, The Beast Below has a scary start for young people. A Manhattan skyline passes by with each tower block named after the counties of England. It is a floating England in space. In a school room the class appears to be conducted by a motionless enamel head in a fairground type game booth. Pupils are being congratulated for their performances but the last child is given a zero and the head in the booth changes its face to show an angry expression. The boy goes to a lift and the girl says he must walk to London rather than take the lift because of the chastisement. He tries to take the lift but is prevented by a hooded man, resembling a figure of death, the boy enters the adjacent lift and the head in the lift changes from benign to hostile and floor of the lift opens and the boy falls into the fiery furnace which appears below. I imagine the kind of nightmare this will create for some children.

I believe it was at this point the introductory credits roll with Amy Pond at the open door of the Tardis in space because of an air bubble created by the Dr. They are to visit the travelling space country and the Doctor explains the rules about not being able to affect the normal life of where they visit. They see a girl crying quietly and the Doctor amends the governing orders with the exception of children crying.

They discover that in the reign of the 10th Queen Elizabeth, played by Sophie Okonedo, the earth planet reached the end of habitable life and all the countries built space craft to go in search of planets which could sustain the people. England left it late and discovered a huge space travelling creature, a whale which they capture and use as a platform for their space craft!

She believes she has reigned for ten years but the doctor suggests she is now 300 years old to indicate the time they have travelled by slowly down the metabolism. It emerges she as with everyone else has to make a choice every five years between continuing the journey to find somewhere else to rebuild the nation or end the search with the complete self destruction of the community. At one point Amy is rendered unconscious and assessed by those who runs the Ark and has age of 1306. The two end up through waste disposal onto the giant mouth of the whale and get themselves out by making the creature sick. Given the choice of accepting the system or registering a protest, Amy presses the Forget button and the doctor expresses concern that she has been participating without making prior reference to him. He has encountered someone with a mind of her own and proposes to send her home. This upsets Amy who come on the journey despite being set to marry the man of her choice that very day. Worse is to follow when Amy creates a situation where the Doctor is faced with the choice of killing the last of the great space Whales or losing the population of the England before they can find a new home.

I was reminded that in Babylon 5, a million years after the death of Sheridan the entire population of Earth left to other planets because the sun had become too hot to live on earth. This was also the subject of one of the early black and white space films, the planet of the apes and such like. The Doctor decides to brain destroy the Whale so he will not feel the pain his experiencing from the burden of the task to which he has been imprisoned. It is at this point that Amy takes responsibility and presses the Abdication button which frees the Whale from direct control. She has two links for the decision. She notices that membrane from the whale which have become exposed act kindly towards children as does another last of his race, the Doctor, who cannot bare to see children cry. She gambles the pressing of the button, a system created by the Queen and her government within the Ark will not have the effect everyone has assumed. She is right and the Ark continues as before but at greater speed and the Doctor has been saved from having to make the creature brain dead

He recognises that Amy is a good ally and agrees after a hug, that is more than brotherly and sisterly, that she can continue in their exploration. He receives a telephone call which amazes Amy until the Doctor reminds that the Tardis is after all a police Telephone box! The call is from Winston Churchill as wartime Prime Minister. We are shown a clip in which he introduces the Doctor to his new secret weapons. It is a Darlek. Woo err. I thought we had seen the last of them, whatever next, the Cybermen?

Then there was the repeat showing of showing of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix which I had on but paid only fleeting attention after the opening and I broadly remembered the story. It is time to confess that while I am full of admiration for the creator of Harry Potter who has become the wealthiest writer of all time and can understand the appeal of the books and the reinforcing films for ten to sixteen year olds in spirit, I have found individual films overlong, repetitive, and so complex that my mind wonders. I have not read any of the books which could be the difference and most readers view the films to see the re-enactment of their imagination.

The concept of humans from childhood having special powers which enables them to live in a different dimensions from the rest of us appeals and follows not just series such as Babylon 5, the 4400, Star Trek, the Men in Black and the X Men but the pre Christian belief in intervening Gods and post Christian stories of Angels, Devils, Witches and Wizards of varying degrees of goodness or harm. An inevitable aspect of the science fiction, pre and post Christian concepts is however benign the special powers there are always those who will misuse and has history has shown that almost all those with power become corrupted by their position which they then seek to maintain by fair means and then foul. The one good moment in the Order of the Phoenix is when Harry becomes uncertain of the extent to which the dark one is having an increasing influence on his thoughts and behaviour. The best moment in the film for me is when the Professor explains that we are all made up of good and bad feelings, motives and actions in terms of their intentions and outcomes and this understanding this and taking charge of ourselves is the key to having a life which we can look back on with satisfaction and facing death without a fear or a sense of being disappointed and unfulfilled, irrespective of its length and circumstances.

As with the Boat race between Oxford and Cambridge the Grand National was one of the great sporting events of my childhood and one where most people have a bet or enter a sweepstake. The nature of the race with some 30 large jumps, there used to be more, and a mixed field of professional jockeys with some amateurs has great appeal especially as it lasts like the boat race some 20 mins and involves two circuits of the track with famous jumps such as Beaches Brook, the Canal Turn and the Chair where horses and riders have sometimes found themselves in great peril. Usually the bookies clean up because almost all the entrants have a chance of winning or gaining a place with the bookmakers paying out on the first four finishers. This time a co favourite won with the other also gaining a place and the bookmakers are reported to have lost all the gains they made last year and more. There was an element of romance with the result because a previously calm and stone faced Tony McCoy champion jockey with 3000 winners over his twenty year career won at his 15th attempt, with the trainer the famous former rider Jonjo O’Neill, who also had won everything but never the Grand National. His horse is called Don’t Push it. My choice on the day, although I did not bet, was Black Apalachi which came second at a modest 14.1 with State of play 16,1 and the co favourite Big Fella Thanks fourth. Only ten other horses finished with the rest of the field falling or pulled up at 1,2,4,5,8,14(2).15,19(3), 20(3), 21 22(2) 23 24 26 27 28 29(3)th fences, that is 25 horses, including a horse named after Freddie Flintoff which he owns or is a part owner who pulled up at the 21st .

Sunderland have only won once away from home and usually lose which they did on Saturday although their present accumulation of points indicates they will not be involved in the relegations nightmare of the last few games. Newcastle continue to go from strength to strength with a win a home against struggling Blackpool and are now six point clear of second place West Brom with a game in hand. I was delighted that Portsmouth already relegated having lost 10 point after going into administration beat Spurs to reach the final of the FA Cup. They were lucky as Spurs has a good goal disallowed. The Villa who played well were not so lucky against Chelsea as they should have had a penalty missed by the referee before Chelsea score their first goal. I missed the US Masters where a Brit as doing well.