Tag: Diary

20 Nov 1918: Graudenz

Wednesday. Nov 20.     Great news!  200 of us are to leave here on Saturday; us, I say, but, as a matter of fact I haven’t the pleasure of being amongst the 200.  They have chosen I believe, chiefly colonials and married men, quite justly of course.  Still it won’t be long before the rest of us are out of the place I guess.  Duce, Towne and Baer are going from this room.  I’ve asked Duce to drop a line directly he arrives to say that I am quite well and likely to be home in a week or so.  Gee willikins!

Great souvenir hunting these days.  People swapping money and superfluous grub for swords, bayonets, badges, Iron Crosses &c &c.

Learnt how to play Kriegs Spiel.  Won two games.

Certain (D.v.) of being able to get away with this diary now.

Our walks on parole have lately been curtailed, especially since the armistice, in case the people of Graudenz proved hostile.  But the reverse has been the case, especially since the Allies have arranged to ration Germany, and today we took our first walk for a long time.

17 Nov 1918: Graudenz

Sunday. Nov 17th.     Just 8 months since I left home coming back from leave, Sunday St Patrick’s Day.

The members of this camp and our hero in particular are feeling rather fed up today.  The first rumour was that we were leaving here today, the next Tuesday, the next Wednesday; last night we had it officially that we would not be leaving for at least 8 days if then.  Doesn’t sound very long I know, but at the end of 8 months (and such an 8 months) it seems interminable ages.

The camp is surrounded by hordes of school boys and girls and several grown ups and some Russians yelling England and Tommy &c.  This starts about 7 in the morning and goes on till dark.  We are always throwing out biscuits and stuff to them, but we’re getting a bit fed up with the unceasing noise.  Sounds like the parrot house at the zoo.

12 Nov 1918: Graudenz

Tuesday. Nov 12.     General Bellingham posted this morning a notice stating definitely that the armistice terms have been signed and that the authorities have promised that we shall be repatriated immediately transport is available.  Subsequently, at the R.F.C. dinner this evening he informed us that he had met the local representatives of the ‘soldiers and workers’ unions, who gave him greeting from the new government.  They said that, while the government was still trying to confirm its stability, our guards would not be removed, but would remain, more as a protection to ourselves than for their original purpose.  There was always the possibility of some madcap stirring up the mob to raid us, 600 defenceless officers, the cause of their misery.  The General replied that he quite appreciated their point of view.  They asked that no one should escape as they were responsible that the correct number of British officers were handed over.  The General concluded by assuring them that we had fought against Prussian Militarism, and that, this being dead we were ready and eager to hold out the hand of friendship to the free German People.

The RAF dinner was quite a success.  Various complimentary toasts &c.  Divers people besotted.  Got my menu-card signed by practically everyone there.  It will make a very decent pair to the Flight one of last Xmas.

Hurrah for this Xmas!!

11 Nov 1918: Graudenz

Monday. Nov 11th.     It’s come!!  Germany is, in a quiet way, in a state of revolution.  We noticed it here only yesterday evening when we heard that one of our Lager officers had been set on by the mob, deprived of his badges of rank, and clothed in civilian trousers.  Today many of the guards have removed the eagle from the front of their helmets, all the officers and N.C.O.s have removed their epaulettes and badges of rank.  The Commandant, a major, appeared this morning in civilian attire, and officially handed over to us the parcel room.  We now get tins and parcels intact, and our letters uncensored.  The General has posted a notice asking that, in brief, we maintain the dignity of British officers, especially during the next few days – so that we do not hinder the arrangements for our repatriation.  The armistice terms have been agreed on; pretty stiff ones too, and one of them is our immediate repatriation.

9 Nov 1918: POW Graudenz

Saturday. Nov 9th.     Saw a comic chimney sweep yesterday.  He walked along the dividing line between the two slopes of the roof as carelessly and as quickly as an acrobat.  Once he made as though he had lost his balance just to amuse us down below.  He must have been very gratified by the howl of laughter we sent up.

Rumours of the Kaiser having abdicated.

This monumental treatise on the life of a [Kriegsgefangener] would not be complete without a reference to Boarding.  This unique method of punishment, invented by Room 80, is designed for the castigation of any member of the room by the will of the majority.  For instance our Scotch friend Miller delivers himself thus ‹I wish some of you silly asses would learn to clean up the table after you›  Those whose consciences are by sin accused wax indignant at the appellation.  The fiat goes forth ‹Board him›  Two seize him; he is borne howling and violently struggling, to a bed.  One sits on his head, another on the rest of him.  The other members of the room pile themselves one above one until the bed rocks.  The topmost member has the duty of leaping into the air and crashing down on to the wriggling pile shrieking ‹All aboard›

It is better to be at the top than at the bottom. (Bright thoughts for Today)

Today I was boarded twice.

So many pieces of good news and improbable exciting rumours are coming in now that the place is full of unrest.  We simply cannot work or concentrate in any way.

7 Nov 1918: POW Graudenz

Thursday. Nov 7th     Another poor fellow died today.  Camp largely recovering.  Over 450 have been in bed. Feeling much better myself.  Dashed hard luck for these chaps to die now, after a rotten captivity, now, just when there does seem a decent chance of getting out within a few weeks.  The three escapees are recaptured, and in jug.