For
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Kate
First published in Great Britain in 2006
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Copyright Philip Kaplan 2006
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PREFACE
There is something evocative about a wartime airfield; strangely, the more derelict the site the more evocative it is. Time and nature may have rusted the ironwork, rotted the timber, cracked the glass and concrete, and overwhelmed all but the most substantial structures; nettles, scrub and brambles may flourish everywhere, but a certain aura lingers on.
Beside the roadway, near what was once the entrance, there may be a column or a cross carved out of stone, and possibly a plaque inscribed with unit numbers, names and mottoes. That memorial was probably erected by the veterans of a group or squadron in honour of their comrades who never saw VE-Day, nor enjoyed the peace for which they gave their lives.
If you leave the memorial and force a way through the undergrowth, you may find a dilapidated Maycrete or Nissen hut where once somebody livedsomeone whose squadron is remembered on the plaque; now, that wartime billet is a store for farm machinery. Walk out across the grass onto what was once the airfield, and you may feel the solid remnants of a mile-long concrete runway underneath your feet.
We dont need the expensive heavy bomber; it demands an excessive amount of material by comparison with the two-engined dive-bomber. Ernst Udet, First World War German fighter ace and consultant to the German Air Force in 1940
Relax, look around, and absorb the atmosphere. Listen for a momentcould that be the sound of distant aero engines, or is it merely the moaning of the wind? Is someone towing a bomb trolley back there on the taxiway, or is it just another of the farmers tractors? Look back through the mist (there often is a mist), and there stands the control tower, square-built and solid, always the structure most likely to survive. Behind it, through the treestrees so much higher than they were in wartimethere may be another building, tall, with double doors, where they used to house the fire truck when the field was operational.
Half a century ago, it cost a million man-hours and two million pounds (just under five million dollars) to construct a base like this; now what is there to show for all the expenditure of treasure, toil and time? Where are the hangars, the workshops and the armoury? Where are the squadron offices, the operations block and crew rooms? Where are the cinema, the Red Cross Club, the NAAFI? What happened to the sick bay and the guard room, the instrument and radar huts? Is there now no sign of the huts where they packed the parachutes, serviced the machine-guns, ran the teleprintersno sign of the bomb dump and the motor pool? No wonder that a veteran, taking one last look, is not entirely sure of where it was he ate his meals or hit the sack, or where they used to brief him for his bombing missions.