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Posted -  07/03/2007  :  15:03

As is my wont I started to move off topic on canals with Panny and I going on about our dads war service. I've done it properly and started a new thread.

Cheers Ian. Have a look at the post "A Barlicker on D Day".

My dad left the Dukes to join the newly formed parachute regiment but his eyesight let him down and he was put in a "holding" regiment, the Dorsets. Montgomery  then had other ideas about the Dorsets and together with the Devons and the Northumbriams (Tyne Tees), parts of the 7th Armoured and parts of the commando regiment formed them into the 50th Division which became his prime assault group, the only group to make three assault landings in Sicily, Italy and France on D Day. Nolic

 



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Posted - 08/03/2007 : 00:29

Good move to this thread Nolic, I'll have a look at the post you mention and will post the photo's I mentioned in this thread. I'm a bit throng at the moment with a course at Uni but I will get round to it in time.

I only have info on my Dads early service years, he did'nt talk very much about his service later in the war and I never pressed him about it. He was awarded the B.E.M, I have the original citation for the award which was earned during the war years but received in January 46 after his discharge from the Army.

I know he was transferred about a bit and did not stay with the Dukes throughout his service. I would like to know more. I have all sorts of bits and bobs which could yield some further information. My dad died in 1994 and all his siblings are also deceased so there is no avenue of living memory available in the immediate family.

Anyway, I have some nice pics of his time in Iceland and a small insight via his diary about the events of the time.

A bit of trivia, the Nissen huts where he was billeted in Reykjavik are still there. One of them is now used as an Avis Car rental office, they are adjacent to the domestic airport. I have a photo of my Dad standing guard outside the billet and a photo of myself in the exact same place taken during our trip 64 years later. One of the locals told us that the runway that our lads constructed had just been resurfaced for the first time since the war. They must have done a good job in 40/41.

The Yanks took over occupation of the Island sometime in 1942, Reykjavik's runways were not long enough to support the heavy bombers that were brought to the UK hopping via Greenland and Iceland. They constructed longer runways up the coast at Keflavik, This is now the International Airport where all flights arrive and depart. Reykjavik is now only used for internal domestic traffic.

Time for bed....




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Posted - 08/03/2007 : 07:42

Here's something my Brother wrote about Nissen huts....

THE NISSEN HUT AND ITS INVENTOR

There are many inventions that carry the name of their originator. The Lewis Gun, The Mills Bomb and the Stokes Mortar spring to mind immediately in the context of the Great War, but how often do we know anything about the inventor? In the case of Peter Norman Nissen we have the great advantage of the research carried out by Fred McCosh for his book Nissen of the Huts from which the information in this article has been drawn. Let’s begin by learning a little about Nissen and his background.

His Early Life

Peter Norman Nissen was born in the United States in 1871 of Norwegian parents. His place of birth was either North Carolina or New York; the records are not clear on this point so, he began life as an American citizen.

His father, Georg Nissen, seems to have been able to turn his hand to most things from house building to shoemaking but he was primarily a mining engineer and the family travelled around the United States and across the Canadian border to Nova Scotia as he moved from job to job.

Georg, who was himself an inventor, had devised a machine for crushing ore in copper and gold mines, the Nissen Stamp Mill, which he had mixed success in marketing, as there were other similar rival machines available. However, he made enough money from his various enterprises to support his family in a fairly comfortable style and even to travel back to Norway to visit relatives. He was also able to ensure that as the family moved from place to place his daughter and two sons received a good education.

When he was 16 Peter, the hero of our story was studying at a college in North Carolina, but left in 1891 to join the family in Nova Scotia. In Canada he found work with a firm in Halifax, which in 1896 sent him, at the age of 25, to the Mining and Agriculture School of Queen’s University, Ontario to erect and demonstrate one of his father’s Stamp Mills. He also enrolled and studied for some time on one of their mining courses. It was while there in 1896 that he obtained his own first Canadian patent for “Pneumatic Boots and Shoes”. These seem to have been a sort of inflatable insole. Whether they caught on is not recorded but there is no known reference of them being manufactured. It was also at Queen’s University that he met his future wife, Louisa Mair Richmond, a Canadian citizen. They married in 1900.

He then moved around Canada finding work in various mining concerns. Now a married man he spent some years making improvements to and selling a version of his father’s crushing machine in the United States and Canada. However, in 1910, at the age of 39, he decided to emigrate to South Africa to try his luck with it in the rapidly expanding gold mining industry there.

He and his wife Louisa and daughter Betty sailed to England where he arranged for the manufacture of the Nissen Stamp Mill by a British engineering firm and received an indenture from them giving him the right to sell the equipment and receive royalties for doing so. The family then settled in Witwatersrand in the Transvaal.

The business was reasonably successful and the family remained there until 1912 when they returned to England and in 1913 he sent up a building contracting company, Nissen’s Ltd. On the outbreak of war in 1914 he quickly made the decision that he had to become part of the struggle to defeat Germany even though he was still an American citizen and, in fact, only took British citizenship in 1921.

World War 1 and the Genesis of the Nissen Hut

At the start of the war he was 43 years old and his initial attempt to join the army was unsuccessful because of his age. However, in January 1915 he was accepted into the 12th Battalion The Sherwood Foresters as a Temporary Lieutenant. By May of that year his engineering skills had been recognised and he was transferred to the 103rd Field Company Royal Engineers. In August 1915 he was promoted to Captain.

The enormous expansion of the British forces caused serious shortfalls in hutting of all kinds. By early 1916, while stationed in Ypres Nissen, now a Major, had started to apply his mind to the problem of providing accommodation for troops and began sketching his initial ideas for the semi-circular hut. He later traced its origins back to a drill hall at Queen’s University, Ontario which, though much larger and of a completely different construction, had the same shape.

The idea didn’t spring fully formed from his mind and he built several prototypes whilst with the Royal Engineers in Ypres, gradually refining the design. His commanding officer at the time, Lt. Col. Bertram Shelley later claimed some of the credit for the hut, but after the war Nissen recorded his own account:

“Whilst in Ypres I introduced my scheme [for the hut] to General Capper [A senior R.E. officer], who wrote to General Plumer [Commander 2nd Army] who in turn took up the matter and introduced me to the Engineer-in-Chief as ‘too valuable an inventor for an ordinary Field Company R.E.’. So I was transferred to General Headquarters [at Montreuil]. On 16th March 1916 I went to 29th Company R.E. General Headquarters under command of Colonel Shelley.”

There are also various accounts and statements which prove irrevocably that the hut was Nissen’s sole idea. One of the main pieces of evidence comes from a letter written in April 1918 from Brigadier General W A Liddell, Deputy Engineer in Chief.

“I started this question because I thought it would be interesting to have on record a statement of various officers' share in the design which has proved so successful and on which two and a half million pounds will have eventually been expended.

The main idea for the semicircular pattern of hut on which all the rest depends is entirely Major Nissen’s…consequently, the hut has been known by his name and he has been allowed to patent the design…”

Other officers were rightly given credit for their ideas for improvements, but clearly the main credit goes to Nissen.

It has been pointed out that Nissen, as a non-professional soldier, suffered from a certain amount of jealousy from the Royal Engineers regulars but this did not prevent him from successfully promoting his idea.

His superiors were so impressed by his idea that he was moved to Hesdin in the Pas de Calais where he was given a small team of men to assist him. Amongst these was a Corporal, later Sergeant, Robert Donger who, as a trained mechanical draughtsman, was to form an important part of Nissen’s team and was later employed by him in his commercial concern after the war. Here at Hesdin the design was gradually refined and detailed plans of components prepared so that large-scale manufacture could be arranged. Another member of the squad for a time was a Private Newton of the Artists’ Rifles who assisted with some of the drawings. Perhaps a case of “Anyone ‘ere who’s good at drawring take one step forward!”

Nissen initially used wooden sheets as the covering material but soon changed this to corrugated iron, as this was more readily available in large quantities. Machines for bending the sheets already existed and one was borrowed from the Canadian Engineers.

It’s interesting that by April 1916, only weeks after his ideas had been put forward, plans for the standard basic model had been agreed and permission to proceed with manufacture given. Yet another nail in the coffin of the myth of hide-bound, unimaginative and slow to act senior officers, which sadly remains a widely accepted view of the war.

By June of that year Nissen had applied for a patent for “Improvements in and relating to Portable Buildings”. This initial model was named the “Nissen Bow Hut” it being Army practise to name things after their inventors. It was 27 feet long, 16 feet wide and 8 feet high. Many variations were to follow such as the Nissen Hospital Hut 60 feet x 20 feet x 10 feet with telescopic beds. Other types included one for drying clothes complete with its own heating system and racks and another for shower baths similarly complete in every detail.

The hut was essentially an oblong steel floor framework to which steel bows were attached. The floor and end walls were of wood with a door and two windows at each end. So long as you had a reasonably flat surface to lay the framework down it was possible to erect a hut anywhere.

The demand for hutting in the First World War was enormous and eventually around 100,000 Nissen Huts were manufactured along with many more of the standard conventional wooden types.

As with all great designs, simplicity was the key and this made it possible to produce instructions accompanied by diagrammatic drawings on how to erect the huts. This could, in theory as well as practice, be done by anyone of reasonable intelligence even though they had no experience of building. Could this be the first example of a ‘flat pack’? Probably not as I suspect that the Romans had something similar. I also imagine that the Nissen Hut instructions were perhaps written in somewhat clearer English than the ones that we sometimes have to deal with today from other Scandinavians.

Being semicircular there were no complicated eaves, gables or guttering and many of the parts such as the corrugated sheets were interchangeable.

Everything was worked out in minute detail, including precisely how the components were to be loaded so that they would fit onto a standard 3-ton capacity lorry. The kits even contained the spanner, which was the only tool needed to complete the task. It was possible for six men to erect a hut in four hours although one was once completed in an incredible 1 hour 27 minutes.

The detailed drawings and specifications were finished in August 1916 and orders were placed with the British manufacturers after which the production of the huts began in earnest and in September the first were in use in France.

Despite the great care taken, fine-tuning of the design continued. For instance, the original models had an interior lining of matchwood. However, in the innocent minds of the designers, the insatiable appetite of “Tommy” for kindling for his stoves had not been recognised. The plywood proved to be an irresistible and ready to hand supply and corrugated iron was soon substituted.

The hut began to be mentioned in the newspapers and even to start to develop a sort of personality. A Daily Mail reporter, Filson Young wrote a description of the unusual new building.

“…Overnight you would see a blank space of ground. In the morning it would be occupied by an immense creature of the tortoise species, settled solidly and permanently on the ground. And when the pioneer found that the situation was good and the land habitable, it would pass the word…so that in a week or so you would find a valley covered with them…

These are new homes for which many a soldier on the Somme front is thanking his lucky stars in this bitter weather. By day the beds are rolled up against the sides and the whole middle space is available for work, games, messing, reading and writing. The hut is warmed by the ordinary Canadian stove – an iron drum with two holes in it and a smoke pipe…In short, amongst the creatures to which the war has given birth, it has already earned a high character as a useful, tractable, kindly domestic beast. Some officers in high command think so highly of it as to make collections of it, so that there is hardly a chateau which houses a an Army or Corps headquarters but has two or three perfectly tame ones crouching within sight of the front door and acting with equal docility as telephone exchanges, map rooms, stables or offices”

The structures also became the object of some rather heavy-handed soldier humour such as “It’s one of them ‘uts what you sit down in but can’t lean back”. Or the father meeting his stooping son on leave; “Well my boy, the cares of the war seem to be weighing heavily on your shoulders.” “It’s not that Dad. I’ve been living in one of those Nissen huts for three months!”

Nissen was particularly proud of the fact that Queen Mary, on a visit to France, inspected one of his hospital huts. He was apparently even prouder of the dressing table he made for her out of packing cases and muslin for her overnight stay.

Even though he was fully occupied with his hut he found time for other inventions such as the “Mud Punt”, a curious device for transporting shells short distances and powered by a Ford car engine.

He also designed a successful three-tier field cooker which could prepare three dishes simultaneously and which was produced in large numbers and was, apparently, highly thought of.

He also suggested improvements to the Mills Bomb and at the end of the war patented a steel tent, which was also put into production although it was not available in time to be used during the hostilities.

When the war finished he had achieved the rank of Lieutenant Colonel, was awarded the D.S.O. for his work and had been Mentioned in Despatches. 100,000 huts capable of housing 2,400,000 men had been used as well as 10,000 hospital huts with 240,000 beds. The effects on morale of being able to accommodate such large numbers of men and women in dry and warm conditions cannot, of course, be calculated, but must have been immense.

Nissen After The Great War

He now began something of a struggle with the War Office over royalties. He was initially offered £500 but dismissed this as totally inadequate. As has been mentioned earlier Nissen had obtained patents for his design, which gave him certain rights over their sale and manufacture after the war. After extended discussions his patent agent, Walter John Chamberlain eventually negotiated a £13,400 payment, tax free – quite a sum in 1918. It could be though a little odd that at the end of a war which had devastated Europe and nearly bankrupted Britain that Nissen should be so intent on fighting for this settlement. However he was at heart a businessman with a family to support and he felt entitled to claim the reward for his idea.

Many of the existing huts in France and Belgium were sold to the governments of those countries. Other unused ones, still in storage in the UK, were bought from the War Office by Nissen at a very reasonable price and formed the initial stock for his newly created company, Nissen Buildings Ltd which was set up at Hoddesdon in Hertfordshire. This was, naturally, housed in Nissen huts. His former right hand man, Sergeant Donger joined the firm as Chief Draughtsman and remained with the Company for many years.

One of the firm’s first major contracts came in 1921. This was to build the National Wool Sheds which were to hold the yearly Australian wool crop which the British government had bought under an agreement made with the Australian government during the war. The sheds covered a ten-acre site on the Humber plus a further three-acre complex in the Hull docks.

Many other types of building were designed including two-storey houses, and even churches, for civilian use but the company was only moderately successful.

These post-war years were not particularly good ones for Peter Nissen in his personal life and, amongst other things, his wife Louisa died in 1923 at the aged 50. Nissen himself survived only until 1930 when he too died at the age of 58.

The firm continued without its founder and the Second World War brought back something of the hut’s glory days. It continued production but finally ceased trading in 1971.

So, the firm and the man have gone but his name and his hut still amazingly survive, apparently indestructible. There are examples of Nissen’s products all over the world from the Falklands to Uxbridge where I recently saw two still in use as a social club.

Another interesting survival, and now a listed building, is a double-length hut converted into a chapel by Italian prisoners of war on the Orkney island of Lambholm in the Second World War. A wall of Gothic design made of concrete disguises its end but the main structure remains clearly recognisable as a Nissen Hut. The interior walls are decorated with murals and the whole chapel fitted out with objects ingeniously fashioned from corned beef tins and other scrap, mainly by Domenico Chiocchetti when he was a POW.

Hopefully it will be saved for posterity and will preserve Nissen’s name for future generations and he deserves to be remembered, for although most of his ideas were formed in the heat of war the important ones were all essentially humanitarian.

As mentioned above, this article could not have been prepared without the enormous efforts of Fred McCosh in researching and piecing together the details of Nissen’s life. His book, Nissen of the Huts, is another worthy memorial to Peter Nissen.

Any errors in this article are entirely my own responsibility.

Leslie Graham

Nissen of the Huts by Fred McCosh was published by B.D. Publishing in 1997. ISBN 0 9525799 1 X

Here's something from me memoir on a closely related subject....

What is very clear is the memory of Arthur Thompson from no. 36, who was a gents outfitter in real life and Walter Pitcher from no. 34 helping father to dig the back garden up and install an Anderson Air Raid Shelter. I have an idea this was before war was actually declared. From later reading I know that by August 1939, John Summers at Shotton near Chester had produced over a million of these shelters and were making them at the rate of 50,000 a week. A shortage of zinc stopped production early in 1941 and the replacement was the Morrison Shelter which was installed inside the house. GGA used to buy steel sheet from Summers and knowing father he would be quick to use this connection. Whatever the actual date they were ahead of their time and I can remember much joking by other neighbours about it being a waste of time because the war wouldn't last long. I don't know about Arthur and Walter but father would certainly have very clear memories of the Great War less than twenty years before and would be quite clear in his own mind as to the value of a hole to crawl into if the bombs started to fall.

The Anderson Shelter was a marvellous idea. You simply dug a hole and installed heavy corrugated iron sections which had a straight side and a curve at the top. Two sections formed an arch about six feet high. Further sections could be added to lengthen the shelter, there was a shaped blank end for the back and another, with a small door cut in it for the front. The whole was pre-drilled and was easily erected. Once installed, the soil dug out to sink it in the ground was piled on top and gave a covering of about two feet. As I remember it, ours was about eight feet long and had a seat down each side and across the back. One problem was that water used to seep in and father installed a pump in the entrance to de-water it. There was a bit of a design fault because the handle, if not stowed away, projected across the entrance door at knee height and on more than one occasion somebody running for the shelter came a cropper over it. It goes without saying that come the air raids, we were very popular. Walter and his wife plus a suitcase full of jewellery, he had a jewellers shop in Tommyfields, Oldham and daren't leave valuable stock there in case of bomb damage so he brought it home every night. Arthur, his wife and their son David and the four of us (later five when Leslie was born) made it very crowded. We used to go in their every time the air raid sirens sounded, always at night of course. I can remember being carried out into the cold right air wrapped in a blanket and being passed round knee to knee while we waited for the 'all clear'.

Dorothy reminded me of something I had forgotten. Mother must have got the idea in her head that it was a bad thing for me and Dorothy to be disturbed by the air raid warnings, especially since many of them in the early days of the war were false alarms. She and father brought a bed down into the living room and we slept there for a while. This came to an end when she and father came in one night after another false alarm in the shelter and found Dorothy and me playing at sand castles in the ashes of the fire! You made your own entertainment in those days. Like the time when mother glanced in through the window and saw Dorothy just about to start cutting my hair!




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Posted - 09/03/2007 : 00:28

Very good post Stanley, an interesting read, trust you to come up with the goods, do you have a photographic memory for the articles in your collection or just a damn good indexing system?

Colin, I read the thread you suggested and fully concurr with the comments expressed by the various contributors.

I picked up on the bit about your Dads war pension. I'm certain now that they would have known each other. If not as pals during the war, definately via the British Legion. My dad was secretary of Barlick Branch for 30 years or so. He was also secretary for S.S.A.F.A. for a similar period of time, they must have known one another. I seem to remember Hill Street somewhere in the thread, I was born in Craven Street, Mum and Dad lived in the same house there all their married life.  I was born in 1953. Are we of a similar age? Did you live on Valley Road at one time? If that's the case I think you are just a tad older than me.

We'll get to the bottom of this sooner or later. I'm pretty sure our paths have crossed before.

 



Edited by - panbiker on 31 May 2007 15:56:08


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Posted - 09/03/2007 : 09:30

Panny, I was born in 1950 and was brought up on Garden Street until about 1960 when we moved to the The Ranch at Earby. My mum lived on Hill Street during the war and shortly after my dads eventual return home they moved to Powell Street before Garden Street.

My half cousin with the same name lived on Valley Road with brothers Stephen and David.  I also have some old photos that I'll  route out including one of my dad with another Barlicker in the Dukes - it might  even have been your dad.  Nolic




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Posted - 09/03/2007 : 18:36

Ian, I have a good memory for some things but my short term memory is getting a bit rusty.  Let's see.... there was something else.....

 

 

 

Oh yes!  I use Blinkx and have a very large set of hard drives with everything on there.




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Posted - 09/03/2007 : 19:34
Nolic, your half cousins are obviously the lads I was thinking about. I look forward to seeing the pictures of your dad and maybe mine. Going to look at posting the pics of the lads in Iceland.


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Posted - 10/03/2007 : 19:43

Here's the first one of my Dad, probably on his first leave, December 1939. Photo was professionaly taken and hand coloured. I think a lot of the guy's had one of these done for family and sweethearts.




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Posted - 10/03/2007 : 19:50
 Panny, its not your dad in the photo I have. Nolic



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Posted - 10/03/2007 : 19:56
I,m putting some more pics up with a few more guys on, your dad may be among them.


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Posted - 11/03/2007 : 17:41

Here's the first one, taken in Reykjavik in 1940. Pte J Lambert and mates. Photo is titled "Dead End Kids", written in pencil on the back of the photo. This is a reference to the popular series of films produced in the 30's, Wikipedia link below.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_End_Kids

Dead End Kids

 




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Posted - 12/03/2007 : 06:19
Great pics and a good story building up.......


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Posted - 12/03/2007 : 17:42
Thanks for the comments Stanley, waiting for Nolic to see if his Dad is on the photo. I have a few more pics to post yet.


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Posted - 12/03/2007 : 18:23

Panny, grand photo but my dads not on it. How old would your dad have been as some of his mates look quite ancient. My dad would have been 24 at the outbreak. Not had chance to look for my pics but I will soon. Nolic




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Posted - 12/03/2007 : 18:35

My Dad was 22 in 1940, he had previously been in the Territorials so got his call up to the regulars the day after war was declared. He had to report to the Drill Hall in Barlick and wait for transport to Wakefield for induction.

I think the majority on this photo are somewhere around the same age but there are one or two older guys in there too. I have few more group photo's that I'll post, you never know...




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Posted - 01/05/2007 : 00:30

Here's another picture of a bunch of lads resting on a route march in Iceland in 1940. My dad is the one with his sleeves rolled up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reading my dads diary that he kept for 1940/41 during his tour in Iceland, he describes these forays as one to three days duration, sometimes covering anything up to 60 miles, the longer ones with full kit. They did quite a few of these in the early days, I suppose to toughen them up for the terrain. In winter they did ski training, I have his Polar Bear insignia on a few items. I have a picture of "another bloody scheme" as he calls it that I will post.




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