a feather in sight!"
I was privileged during the war in that,
firstly my father was a Police Sergeant of the area bordering Leicestershire
and secondly in 1943, I started as a trainee with GPO Telephones.
So, on both counts I had access to many and varied places that ordinary
civilians couldnt go, many rarely moved out of their towns
I went to Saltby airfield about three times.
The main memory is that (probably in April/May 1944) I went with
my father to Saltby, as we had been promised a flight in a Waco
Glider. We waited for a long time in the guardroom, but eventually
found out that we couldnt make the trip, as an exercise was
being arranged. There was a party of our Airborne there at the airfield,
as well as for co-operation with practise drops, etc. However, as
a consolation we did get a look in a Horsa Glider. The Airborne
Officer who was showing us around recounted the story, possibly
apocryphal, when a high-ranking officer was being showed inside.
He bent down to place a large diameter tube at the side towards
his mouth and said, "I suppose this is the speaking tube";
otherwise it was known as the Sanitary Tube!
I do remember a guy in fatigues being pointed
out doing a bit of gardening in a plot across from the
guardroom as being a full-blooded Cherokee Indian who
was in the Cooler for being AWOL.
Not a feather in sight!
By Donald M. Stewart.