Post by hans1928 on Feb 25, 2010 10:25:05 GMT
man building a Battleship
During the period 1950 to 1955, I was stationed at Tettenhall and Compton, both beats with a responsibility for Wrottesley Park, which at that time, consisted of hutted sections each side of the road(then called Perton Lane), The communal site, near to the York Farm, and the remnants of huts and control towers on Per ton Airfield. Most of these hutments, had electricity toilet facilities, and most of the inhabitants were former members of the Polish Armed, Forces, a few Displaced, and a few English, awaiting new accommodation. Most of the inhabitants were law abiding and hard working, We had few characters. One family who lived near what is the Brads haw Farm Shop, were a Polish former soldier, his English Wife, and two children His wife, had warned us, that his wartime experiences, were effecting his behaviour, and we always called when in the vicinity Crass, known as POLICE GRASS, told me that the Pole, had gathered hundreds of corrugated sheets and woodwork and was starting to build something. His wife, called in to the police station, and said, she was leaving him. About 2 months later, I went passed the hut, and saw a distinct shaped of a ship, some 100 yards long and 16 feet wide, with a deck, and a guns made out of wood. The Polish former soldier was working his ship, when I called. I conversed with him, he said, "Police Mellor, I am going to sail to Poland and liberate my country". Admirable sentiments, but I could see that he was seriously ill. I had a few weeks later, had to call and serve documents on the Polish man. I went to his hut, he opened the door, he was immaturely dressed in Polish uniform, completed with full marching ebbing order. He had a rifle hand made, a beautiful replica , a rather frightening Great War bayonet, fixed in position. I served the document on him. He lifted the rifle and moved towards e. I closed the door, the bayonet, came straight through the door. I beat a diplomatic retreat. I went to the nearest Police pillar Ergs road junction, and spoke to my Sergeant. Henry Rawlins on, an educated, man, who I greatly admired. He said, "John,you are antagonizing this man,leave him alone, return to the station". This I did. It was lunch time. I had my lunch, when PC Ford,a fellow uxonian, said, The Sergeant wants you. The Polish man, is marching up the HOlyhead Road, A41, towards wolverhampton, with miles of traffic behind him. He threatens anyone who attempts to stop him .. He is in full military dress. The Sergeant, told me that he has alerted the TA at Danescourt. They were turning out a Sergeant and a Platoon, to stop him. The Sergeant and I was to join them. We arrived at the A 41, in time to see the military, bring the Polish man down to the ground and disarm him.One of the TA soldiers was injured. The Polish man, was placed in the cells, seen by a doctor, and detained under the Mental Health Act. He was removed to St Georges, Stafford. I never saw him again. Sergeant Rawlinson, had the decency to apologise to me, and said, I had had a lucky escape.The TA soldiers, were Mentioned in Dispatches, or the civil equivalent, by the General Officer, Western Command. A tragic story, of a good man, suffering for his wartime experiences
During the period 1950 to 1955, I was stationed at Tettenhall and Compton, both beats with a responsibility for Wrottesley Park, which at that time, consisted of hutted sections each side of the road(then called Perton Lane), The communal site, near to the York Farm, and the remnants of huts and control towers on Per ton Airfield. Most of these hutments, had electricity toilet facilities, and most of the inhabitants were former members of the Polish Armed, Forces, a few Displaced, and a few English, awaiting new accommodation. Most of the inhabitants were law abiding and hard working, We had few characters. One family who lived near what is the Brads haw Farm Shop, were a Polish former soldier, his English Wife, and two children His wife, had warned us, that his wartime experiences, were effecting his behaviour, and we always called when in the vicinity Crass, known as POLICE GRASS, told me that the Pole, had gathered hundreds of corrugated sheets and woodwork and was starting to build something. His wife, called in to the police station, and said, she was leaving him. About 2 months later, I went passed the hut, and saw a distinct shaped of a ship, some 100 yards long and 16 feet wide, with a deck, and a guns made out of wood. The Polish former soldier was working his ship, when I called. I conversed with him, he said, "Police Mellor, I am going to sail to Poland and liberate my country". Admirable sentiments, but I could see that he was seriously ill. I had a few weeks later, had to call and serve documents on the Polish man. I went to his hut, he opened the door, he was immaturely dressed in Polish uniform, completed with full marching ebbing order. He had a rifle hand made, a beautiful replica , a rather frightening Great War bayonet, fixed in position. I served the document on him. He lifted the rifle and moved towards e. I closed the door, the bayonet, came straight through the door. I beat a diplomatic retreat. I went to the nearest Police pillar Ergs road junction, and spoke to my Sergeant. Henry Rawlins on, an educated, man, who I greatly admired. He said, "John,you are antagonizing this man,leave him alone, return to the station". This I did. It was lunch time. I had my lunch, when PC Ford,a fellow uxonian, said, The Sergeant wants you. The Polish man, is marching up the HOlyhead Road, A41, towards wolverhampton, with miles of traffic behind him. He threatens anyone who attempts to stop him .. He is in full military dress. The Sergeant, told me that he has alerted the TA at Danescourt. They were turning out a Sergeant and a Platoon, to stop him. The Sergeant and I was to join them. We arrived at the A 41, in time to see the military, bring the Polish man down to the ground and disarm him.One of the TA soldiers was injured. The Polish man, was placed in the cells, seen by a doctor, and detained under the Mental Health Act. He was removed to St Georges, Stafford. I never saw him again. Sergeant Rawlinson, had the decency to apologise to me, and said, I had had a lucky escape.The TA soldiers, were Mentioned in Dispatches, or the civil equivalent, by the General Officer, Western Command. A tragic story, of a good man, suffering for his wartime experiences