Descent into Terrorism

As October 1940 progresses the Battle of Britain seems to be descending into mindless violence. It is obvious that the Luftwaffe cannot defeat Fighter Command in daylight, but it continues to try to do so whenever the weather and Goring’s shifting moods permit. This...

Why remember history?

When I was growing up we lived a long way from the nearest park, but it didn’t really matter because we lived very close to a row of bombed buildings. This was our playground: just a little bit different from where my grandchildren play nowadays, but the same concept....

In Praise of ‘Rem’

It seems to me that I’ve been writing very serious blogs, so I thought I’d take a moment to introduce my good friend Remy Martin, a Bouvier des Flandres (a Flemish Bouvier.) He is the model for my fictitious ‘Le Grand Charles’—‘Charlie’ for short—whom I introduce in...

September 15th—Battle of Britain Day

On September 15th, 1940, Winston Churchill spent the day at 11 Group Headquarters in Uxbridge, in the operations room now known as the Battle of Britain Bunker. It is a remarkable coincidence that he was there to witness what we now consider to be the climax of the...

Excerpt from Breaking Point, September 8th, 1940

 “Ignore him, Miss! What do you think’s going to happen?” the woman broke in, and Eleanor saw the other customers lean forward to hear her answer. “It will go on. Hitler’s failed to beat the RAF, so he’s turned on London. He’s trying to break our will to fight. He...

Excerpt from Breaking Point, September 6th, 1940

She stood by Pound outside the office and watched the pilots clambering into their Spitfires, with the ground crews hovering about them. She watched a sergeant standing on the wing of Johnnie’s aircraft, helping him strap in. A Merlin engine stuttered to life, and...