Coventry & Warwickshire in WWII

Colcov. And would you remember that some days the blimps would be hovering over Coventry like a great shoal of silver fish, snub nosed facing into the wind. Occasionally they would shoot skywards, and I would shoot home before the 'moaning minnies' started and the guns barked. What a time we lived through.

August 1939, Coventry. We wait - war or peace? The governments have locked themselves in and continue exchanging letters, we no longer know what they are saying. Dad and I had a discussion about the duration if war came. Tension was running high, people seemed resigned that we would win if war came - almost cheerful in most households, soldiers were billeted on us. Sand everywhere - the weight of Coventry must be increasing! - the glare of paraffin arc-lamps as the frantic sand bag filling goes on through the night. Lorries, dust and smoke, petrol fumes. Cyclists, young couples, old men, stand and watch - discussions of the different kinds of explosions, and the protection from them. Young men, already in uniform, they are part of something, vital and important. Just call an office, sign your name and immediately you're somebody instead of nobody. Dad and I went for a walk across the fields. Out there in the quiet, if the heads of state walked in the open air in a big beautiful meadow, the countryside stretching around them, would they negotiate the difficulties peacefully? Last night we went to the pictures. When we came out, feared we had gone blind, it was pitch dark, not a street light, no lighted windows, tiny coloured crosses on the traffic lights. Cars had headlamps covered, using only side-lights. and police now wore steel helmets.

Sept 1939 Political events grew from day to day, and the day has come - 'We are at war'. Children have been evacuated, Barnbys toy shop in Corporation St already have a new huge toy across their window, a model of the Maginot Line section and toy soldiers, a lorry with a blimp attached. I would have bought one but dad said, "Tanks will simply go round them". Nurses are attending courses on gas casualties, great arguments as to where they should be treated, wounds first or gas? At what point to remove from contaminated stretchers, are dead to be decontaminated or kept from clean corpses, serious questions? But first, attend to the want of nature. Bleach paste was carried in gas mask box. All cinemas and theatres are closed in Britain. Two ships were sunk, just hours after declaration, sunk by torpedoes from U-boat - one ship, hundreds of Americans trying to escape the war. Gas masks were issued to everyone. Differing opinions on how and when they should be carried and worn. Tops of post-boxes painted with gas-detector paint, and frightening leaflets were issued about enemy planes dropping poisons. Income tax rose by almost 50%. The war was now under way.

If it's not too late to add some explanation as to what happened to the barrage balloon material, I recall my mother made waterproof baby pants for me. I expect pvc and latex were too valuable commodities during the war to find their way into domestic use. Edited by member, 17th Jan 2021 1:47 am

Hi Choirboy, welcome to the forum Lovely bit of extra information about the balloon. It made me laugh thinking of your baby self having trouble moving in your new pants if the material was as stiff as it looked. I had an woollen arran sweater so durable that I could barely bend my arms. How ingenious of your Mum though.

It was in fact quite supple and lasted much longer than any of those pvc ones we used on my brood in the 1980's. I only remember because I used to dress my teddy in my old baby clothes, and no, I didn't have a dolly as well, that was my brother's. lol. A quick search does not reveal any detail as to what material was used. I remember it being charcoal grey on one side and the other had a metallic sheen. A description of the dope used to repair holes is given at this BBC page that says it was highly poisonous. It is a wonder any of us from the 40's survived the good intentions of our parents never mind Hitler!

Choirboy. The same dope we used on model airplanes, to tighten the fabric, smelt awful. Can’t remember the name.

Nope, I doubt it. What is missing in those reports is that the balloons brought down twice as many friendly fire aircraft as enemy, and in Coventry German planes flew below them often. Several letters to the CET but no reply, the general thought at that time was that they weren’t the defence we hoped for.

I can't add any more to the discussion except that I was told the cable from an errant balloon removed the tiles from houses a few hundred yards away from us near to the junction of Hocking Road and Oldham Avenue, Wyken. I have no Idea of the date.

Oh yes, Choirboy, the cables were lethal, about two inches dia of wire roughed up by dragging across the ground, at knots, could rip your leg in half. Yes, I saw what they were capable of.

My mother worked at Canley on the nightshift, on the assembly of the Mosquitoes (or Spitfires, can't remember which), and it was near the dope shop, and with no H&S the smell was overpowering.

Cable was supposed to be a joke, but no matter. I could have said every time I went in a barrage balloon, like a pub, I went sky high and left by the side door. I believe barrage balloon material was sold to kids to play with and mess with. You couldn't tear it, so many cross stitches to stop them tearing in windy weather, it was good for pattern making as well. It was put to a lot of uses in its time.