Blitz Diary: Life Under Fire in World War II

Blitz Diary: Life Under Fire in World War II

by Carol Harris

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The historian Carol Harris has collected together a remarkable series of accounts from the war's darkest days, with heart-warming stories of survival, perseverance, solidarity and bravery, the preservation of which becomes increasingly important as the Blitz fades from living memory. War with Germany seemed increasingly likely throughout the 1930s. The British Government and the general population believed that bombs and poison gas would be dropped on civilians in major towns and cities with the aim of terrifying them into surrendering. Today the Blitz, far from breaking civilian morale, is seen as achieving the opposite; it helped galvanise public opinion to carry on fighting the war. But in 1937, preparations to protect the population were hopelessly inadequate, and the British government was far from confident that people would respond in this way. In May of that year, Dr Duncan Leys wrote angrily about a government lecture he had attended on Air Raid Precautions (ARP): ""I call the Government's Air Raid Precautions Scheme willful deception of the people. I believe also that it is a deception which will defeat its own object. Panic is a mild word for the wrath which the people, rudely enlightened by the first English Guernica, will display against their rulers and officials when they survey the ruins and the dead... Betty Bullard, aged 21, had volunteered for the ATS (Auxiliary Territorial Service), and was working in a recruitment office in Norwich when war was declared: ""Sunday 3rd September 1939 - A terrible day. Great depressions but a firm belief to the last that it couldn't really happen. Sat waiting by the wireless. At last a fine speech by Mr Chamberlain announcing 'a state of war between this country and Germany'. Series of announcements. Black-out at night, cinemas closed, carry your gas mask, keep off roads at night etc etc. It had come - decided to go to the sea with Geoffrey, Else and Margaret. Just arrived when M arrived for me to report at office at once. Went off in great excitement - all for nothing. Like many other people, she expected Germany to win. ""Friday 22nd September 1939 - Went up to tea with Charlotte who is polishing up her German in case we lose the war!"" Mass bombing of cities began in earnest with the Blitz on London, one year later. Civilians were now fighting the war on the home front. Will, a schoolteacher in Leytonstone, East London, was an air raid (ARP) warden. He wrote to his brother and sister-in-law in Abergavenny, Wales on September 22nd 1940, describing his work during one of the raids. ""I put on my mac and then it came - a 'Molotov basket' of 50 incendiary bombs on our street, a few on the flats behind us and a number on the railway embankment behind Mrs S's. Some fell on Norlington School which is just across the line. I rushed out and blew my whistle to summon the wardens (3 of them) who were standing by. The whole street seemed ablaze with white magnesium glare. There were 10 fires between our house and the post. (Number) 94 escaped, but two (incendiaries) fell three doors away. I tackled one which was blazing under a front window and got it out quickly. Then the woman screamed out that one had fallen on a shed full of timber in her back garden and was blazing away. I rushed through the house and tackled the bomb with sand. Then I put out the blaze in the shed with buckets of water. The other wardens were working singly on other fires down their end of the street. Norlington School was blazing furiously and the Magnet Laundry next door."" Choc Steed was a typist working for HQ South Western Command in Plymouth during 1940-41. She married in March 1941 and was on her honeymoon when...""We heard on the radio that Plymouth had had a very bad blitz on the Thursday and Friday night, so we packed and left straight away...We had been away nearly two weeks and when we returned, the church where we were married was nothing but a shell. I believe we were the last couple to be married there. The restaurant where the reception was held and the photographers' were gone, as was practically the whole of the centre of Plymouth. The whole town was devastated and firemen had come from miles around to tackle the blaze. Friends of ours who lived in Torrington in North Devon, 54 miles away, told us how they stood on Castle Hill and watched the glow in the sky over Plymouth, knowing that men from their families had gone with the brigade to help..."

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ISBN-13: 9780752462752
Publisher: The History Press
Publication date: 11/30/2011
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Carol Harris is a writer and journalist who has written extensively on the Second World War and the 1930s and 1940s. She is the author of Women at War: 1939–1945.

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Blitz Diary

Life Under Fire in World War II

By Carol Harris

The History Press

Copyright © 2010 Carol Harris
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ISBN: 978-0-7524-6275-2



The Second World War would be a war in which civilian populations across Europe would be primary targets. As such, two factors dominated Britain's preparation for the European war that seemed increasingly likely as the 1930s progressed: aerial warfare and the use of poison gas. Planning focused on civil defence, a term used more and more throughout that decade.

Airships and, later, aeroplanes had dropped bombs on civilian populations across the country during the First World War, killing over 1,400 people in just over 100 raids. The technology of aerial flight in particular had advanced dramatically in the twenty years since the end of that conflict. This would have an impact on military tactics as aeroplanes travelling at high speed replaced airships.

In 1924, the British government set up the Committee for Imperial Defence, which established an ARP (Air Raid Precautions) subcommittee to look at 'the organisation for war, including Civil Defence, home defence, censorship and emergency war legislation'. This subcommittee met secretly for nine years, discussing ways of warning the population of air raids, preventing damage through such measures as restricting lighting (the blackout), gas masks, repairing damage and dealing with casualties.

In 1933, the year Hitler became Chancellor of Germany, the subcommittee set out detailed plans for ARP services to be organised through local authorities. By 1935, when the ARP Department of the Home Office was set up, these local authorities had been briefed on their responsibilities: the scheme would mean forming services to provide first aid, to deal with poison gas attacks and to rescue civilians caught in air raids. In that year, Hitler announced that Germany would re-establish her air force and introduce military conscription – both of which were in contravention of the Treaty of Versailles, which ended the First World War.

The first official broadcast on ARP services went out in January 1937 on the BBC. Debate had raged for some time as to the appropriate response to the threat of air raids. Some felt that the introduction of such a scheme was itself provocative. In the British Medical Journal, doctors argued whether they should co-operate at all. Across the country local authorities reflected this ambivalence. Some services were well organised with volunteers training to deal with the effects; most were not. In general, ARP was regarded as something of a joke.

Attitudes changed markedly in 1937, when cinemas' newsreels showed the impact of the aerial bombardment of the Basque town of Guernica during the Spanish Civil War. Guernica was attacked on 26 April of that year by the German and Italian air forces in support of the fascist or nationalist side. Dr Duncan Leys' letter to the British Medical Journal, written a few weeks later, sums up the feeling that Britain was woefully unprepared for the onslaught that was to come:

22nd May 1937

SIR, – It is no longer correct, I find, to think of our work as one of healing. I learn from the Home Office Instructor on Air Raid Precautions in the Birmingham area that my duties in the next war are to aid the police in 'preventing panic,' to 'reassure' the gas casualties, 'to get it into people's heads that whether they have gas-proofed rooms or not the important thing is for them to be under cover in their own houses,' that 'the whole danger of gas attacks lies in the lowering of national morale,' and that the medical profession, as a group of persons 'who can speak with authority,' is to maintain that morale, in which function the Home Office considers them of only less importance than the police.

These actual quotations from a lecture are no misrepresentation of the general tenor. Having heard pacificists [sic] maintain that the main object of the Government's air raid precautions scheme was a military one that is, to make panic or any mass protest against the continuation of war less likely, and that protection from death and injury in air raids on cities was only possible by the erection of bomb-proof shelters which the Government considered too expensive to contemplate – I attended this official lecture, delivered by a doctor to other doctors, on the invitation of the British Medical Association in order to learn what attitude was taken by the Home Office officials themselves. I was prepared to hear the lecturer say that, with the Prime Minister, he acknowledged that nothing like protection to a city population was possible short of bomb-proof and gas-proof shelters constructed for the purpose, but that until the Government had made its plans, the possibility of sudden air attack on cities existed, and that the Air Raid Precautions Department offered some advice as better than none, that a few lives might be saved by such advice, and that he was there to tell us how we could help in this limited sense. Such an approach to the question would have had my full sympathy and co-operation.

The lecturer opened by assuring us that he had no connexion with the fighting services: the Air Raid Precautions Department 'had nothing warlike about it,' and was intended 'purely for the passive protection of the civil population.' He told us that it would require anything from a few inches to several feet of concrete to protect buildings from air raids, and that 'nobody had suggested that it was possible to protect the whole population in this way.' He went on to describe how we might advise people to erect on scaffolding three layers of filled sandbags on their roofs, with two feet interval between the layers, to protect them from splinters from high explosives. No enemy, he continued, would use gas bombs only; high explosives would first be used to demolish important centres like railway stations, public buildings – including hospitals, which would become too dangerous to be used for other purposes than as casualty clearing stations – and generally to do as much damage to structure as possible. Thermite bombs would follow in thousands with the aim of starting a general conflagration in the city beyond the powers of the fire brigades to deal with. Gas would next be sent down by spray or bomb, and it was then that doctors and first-aid services would be needed to 'prevent panic,' to 'reassure' those affected, and to persuade people to remain in their houses.

A passing mention was made of the difficulties of protecting the aged and children and invalids, but respirators 'were a second line of defence' and the main thing was that people should stay indoors. No mention was made of the impossibility for most working-class families of providing a room for gas-proofing (a room rendered uninhabitable because of boarded windows and blocked ventilators or chimney), and although the lecturer said that the modern bombing plane could aim accurately to within seventy-five yards no mention was made of the certainty that windows and gas-proofing would certainly be destroyed over a wide area surrounding the fall of a high-explosive torpedo.

No opportunity was given for questions or discussion, and one is therefore unable to say how far the audience of some thirty doctors accepted the role indicated to them of persuading their neighbours that the Air Raid Precautions Scheme could really save them and their children when it must be perfectly obvious to the meanest intelligence that it can do nothing of the sort, and that the whole apparatus of the scheme is designed to deceive people into thinking that it will. I am not accusing the lecturer of deception: he was painfully honest. It is obviously much more satisfactory, from a military point of view, that people should die quietly in their homes than that they should run about the streets and possibly mob Cabinet Ministers: they might even, fearing retaliation, try to persuade our own airmen from their efforts to destroy French, German, Italian, or Russian cities.

But I should judge that the audience was almost entirely uncritical, accepting war as inevitable and their duty that outlined by the lecturer. The lecturer, by the way, inadvertently said these will be your duties, but corrected himself, and hoped we might avoid seeing the actuality.

I put it to one member of the audience after the lecture that we were being asked to perform a military duty and to help deceive people into thinking that protection was possible on the lines proposed in order that mass protest against war should be made less likely. His reply was that if an enemy attacked us in this way we might as well make it possible for our Air Force to do the same to his cities.

I should personally be sympathetic to any Government which, if it thought that the risk of war could not be avoided, sought power to tax the people to the utmost limit to provide them with protection, putting the facts in an unvarnished way before them and placing the responsibility upon them. But I hold that our people have the democratic right of deciding for themselves, now, in time of peace, whether modern warfare can justify itself, by having none of the facts hidden from them. I call the Government's Air Raid Precautions Scheme wilful deception of the people. I believe also that it is a deception which will defeat its own object. Panic is a mild word for the wrath which the people, rudely enlightened by the first English Guernica, will display against their rulers and officials when they survey the ruins and the dead.

I am, etc.,


The British government passed the ARP Act, which came into effect on 1 January 1938. This actually compelled local authorities to set up ARP schemes and offered substantial funding towards the costs of doing so. Schemes had to include wardens, first aid, gas decontamination, casualty clearing stations and repair and demolition services. The Auxiliary Fire Service, representing a major expansion of the established fire brigades, was also introduced.

In September 1938 Germany threatened Czechoslovakia and it seemed that war was imminent. The Munich Agreement, Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain's attempt to bring 'peace in our time', was welcomed by cheering crowds for Britain. Hitler assured Chamberlain and the rest of Europe that he had no further territorial demands. In return, Britain and France ignored the Czech government's views and agreed to Germany incorporating into its own borders the Czech Sudetenland. But a massive increase in volunteers for the various civil defence schemes, in the year between Munich and the outbreak of war in September 1939, suggests that few believed this to be anything more than a delay in which to prepare as fast as they could for the onslaught.

Shelters were dug in public parks, people filled sandbags and buckets of water, and Anderson shelters were distributed to civilian homes. Public meetings, volunteer recruitment drives and training schemes for civil defence personnel and the general public gathered pace. Expectations were that the air raids would start soon after war was declared and would result in planes dropping poison gas on the major cities of Britain. Official estimates, based on the effects of bombing in Spain, were that 120,000 people would die in the first week of the war, and about twice that number would be injured. This estimated total of 360,000 casualties in one week was in fact more than twice the number of people killed and injured in Britain in this way during the whole of the war.

Ann Maxtone Graham was the American wife of a British serviceman living in Earl's Court, London. This is her memoir, written initially to give her family in America an idea of the war in Britain:

Little by little, we started to check what we should do if war came, for we began to believe it might. In March of 1938, Pat enlisted in the 151st battery anti-aircraft brigade and I bought six gallons of gasoline which I stored in a funny little summer house in the back garden. At one time it housed the boys' rabbits. I bought a can of ether in case I had to put the dogs and cats to sleep.

Trenches were dug in Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park and sand bags made protective walls round doorways. Our war didn't burst upon us like Pearl Harbor. It came in sneaky little ways. Suddenly there was a flier in the mail box: 'Notice to inhabitants – Air Raid Precautions.' Gas masks would be issued, they said 'should it become necessary.'

Pat was away in camp for two week's training and came home on September 26th but was called up the next day, and off he went to his guns and rockets.

Ann volunteered to deliver gas masks to people who could not leave their homes: 'I went flying around, had an hour's training in how to fit the horrid things and then set off on my delivery route.' While she was out on her rounds:

There was a group of people huddled around a wireless and they beckoned me to join them. Mr Chamberlain had just arrived home from Berlin and a conference with Hitler. He was shouting 'Peace in our time! Peace in our time! All is well.'

We all collapsed like pricked balloons. After all, he was the Prime Minister, and we thought he knew what he was talking about. I crept home, had my hot bath, but a stiff drink instead of my cup of tea. It had been quite a day. Pat came home from his gun site and went back to his job. There were certain evenings and weekends given to training. Life went on as usual but there were stirrings, and we felt that maybe someone was doing a little pushing and trying to get ready in case war really came.

It occurred to me that if other people were doing a little pushing, maybe I should do a little quiet pushing too. So I went up to the Town Hall of Kensington, and after a little struggle, I got in to see the man who was in charge of the First Aid Posts.

As a result, she set up a depot at her home making surgical dressings:

I don't know how many hundreds of thousands of dressings and bandages we made for Kensington, but when they were done they were all dispatched to the Town Hall. To our fury, they were never acknowledged nor did we receive one word of thanks. I know they were used, for some of our friends saw them in the First Aid Posts and recognised my writing on the labels.

So much for Kensington! We supplied Hackney with the things and they were gratefully acknowledged.

We rented a house in the New Forest for a month at Christmas time (1938). It was right on the Solent opposite the Isle of Wight and all the big ocean liners went past on their way to Southampton. Although we didn't know it, this was our last peaceful Christmas for some very long years, and the last one that I would have with our children. Perhaps there was something that gave us a warning, as we made the most of it, kept the house full of guests, and didn't go back until the 21st January. British children get a month's holiday at Christmas.

My darling Dad died on 23rd March, and I longed to go home to Mother. She had a very nice niece staying with her and she begged me not to come. So I kept on with my surgical dressings and other odd jobs which came my way. A letter from my mother in May asked, 'Aren't you worried about the war? You never mention it, except for the surgical dressings.'

So I broke down and told her about the cans of gasoline stored in the summer house and the ether to put my dogs and cats to sleep if the need arose. No sooner had the letter reached Mother than I had a cable from her to say that she was coming to England at once. And so she did. I don't think she liked the trenches in the park or all the sandbags any better than we did. Nor did she like Pat going off to camp and leaving me all alone in London. She was so distressed about all this that at last I said the boys and I would go back to America with her for a visit. We sailed on July 22nd on the Georgic.

That is how I came to be in America when the war started. If I hadn't been there, I would never have sent the boys [Peter aged 12 and twins John and Michael aged 10] to America, as many of my friends and relatives did. But as I was there with them, I had to make a decision as to what I should do. I left them and, sometimes, I wish with all my heart that I had not.

Henry Beckingham, aged 19, had volunteered for military service in May 1939. He had just left technical college and started his first job as a draughtsman with a firm of consulting engineers:

The decision was whether I should go for the TA [Territorial Army], spending weekends in the drill hall plus a 14-day camp annually, or alternatively to wait until the age of 20 years and spend 12 months away with the militia.

I decided that the Territorial Army offered me the best option, as this would not seriously affect my civilian career. How wrong that decision was would be made very clear in the months ahead.


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Table of Contents


1. Preparing for War,
2. The First Days,
3. Raiders Overhead and Continuing Preparations,
4. The London Blitz,
5. Second Phase,
6. New Strategies,
7. Baedeker Raids and the Little Blitz,
8. V-1s and V-2s,
9. Clearing Up,

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