Comments by "" (@walterkronkitesleftshoe6684) on "Historigraph" channel.

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  30. My father was a stoker onboard HMS Dorsetshire during this period. On Sunday 5th April 1942, he was off-watch from his normal station in the boiler rooms and called to his "action station" at about 12pm, at this time he was a leader of a damage control party up near the Dorsetshire's bows adjacent to the ships "paint locker". The ship's company were aware that a Japanese reconaissance aircraft (from the Japanese heavy cruiser "Tone") had passed astern of them earlier in the morning and had disappeared in the hazy sky. They hoped that it had not spotted them as they made their way SSW to rendezvous with the rest of the British Eastern Fleet. At around 12:30pm the approaching Japanese aircraft were spotted. Very shortly after the commencement of the Japanese air attack, all comms in the ship were lost, though it was all too apparent that Dorsetshire was receiving a heavy pounding, with the ship heeling over and quaking from the impact of the Japanese bombs. During the chaos and din in the compartment where dad and his damage control team were stationed, one concussion dislodged a length of heavy suction hose, known as an "elephant's foot", which hit dad on the head, knocking him senseless for several seconds. On regaining his wits in the now blacked out darkness of the compartment, he sensed that the ship was starting to list heavily, and ordered the party to get on the upper deck via a ladder leading to the "bosun's hatch" in the compartment roof. The first man up the ladder shouted that he couldn't unlatch the hatch "dogs". Dad climbed up and used a crowbar to release the latches and the party crawled out into the burning sunlight on the rapidly inclining foredeck. One of the damage control party members, a South African named David van Zyl, confided to dad that he couldn't swim and despite desperate pleas from dad for him to jump overboard, he tragically went down with the ship, the rest of the party all survived. After swimming away from the sinking ship, dad together with nearly 1000 other men from the two ships (which had both been sink within 10 minutes of the start of the attack) found themselves floating in the ocean, hundreds of miles from the nearest land. A few of the Japanese aircraft machine gunned the survivors in the water before departing, and dad said he never forgot the face of one of the Japanese pilots with a large black moustache as he swept overhead before he flew off. Only one boat from the two ships had survived the attack, and it was used to keep the most severely injured sailors safe out of the water. The survivors floated right through the cold of the first night, and then through the burning heat of the second day, most of them were suffering badly from sunburn and being encrusted with salt from the sea water, though to lessen the effects many of them smothered themselves in oil that had started to float up from the 2 sunken ships, which gave some respite. As night approached on the second day, dad said that the general feeling was that they were all going to die from thirst and exposure, but incredibly the men in the one boat had an oar with a biscuit tin lid tied to the top of it and had taken it in turns to keep the upright oar revolving in the boat, and shortly before sunset a swordfish aircraft from Ceylon spotted a reflection of the sun's rays from the biscuit tin lid, and radioed a report of the survivors back to land. Admiral Somerville, the commander of "Force A" had already sent ships to search for the survivors and these ships (HMS Enterprise, Paladin & Panther) which were about to give up the search were instructed by radio to the location and the 1000 survivors were saved. He always said that if the Japanese had been able to shadow the Cornwall and Dorsetshire for another couple of hours, they would have wiped out a large part of the RN Eastern fleet as they rendezvoused with his two ships. After being landed in Durban in East Africa dad went on to serve on the battleships HMS Warspite & Valiant (During the Salerno landings) and also HMS Malaya, and ended the war in Perth (Fremantle), Australia onboard the submarine tender, HMS Adamant. After his return from Australia to the UK onboard the ship "S.S Maidstone Castle" and his subsequent demobilisation in 1946, dad was a tram then a bus driver in Liverpool until his retirement in 1984, and he passed away in 2013, aged 93.
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  42. Below is the vebatim British ultimatum delivered to Adm Bruno-Marcel Gentoul at Mers-El-Kebir on the 3rd July 1940 "It is impossible for us, your comrades up to now, to allow your fine ships to fall into the power of the German or Italian enemy. We are determined to fight on until the end, and if we win, as we think we shall, we shall never forget that France was our Ally, that our interests are the same as hers, and that our common enemy is Germany. Should we conquer, we solemnly declare that we shall restore the greatness and territory of France. For this purpose, we must make sure that the best ships of the French Navy are not used against us by the common foe. In these circumstances, His Majesty’s Government have instructed me to demand that the French Fleet now at Mers-el-Kébir and Oran shall act in accordance with one of the following alternatives: (a) Sail with us and continue the fight until victory against the Germans and Italians. (b) Sail with reduced crews under our control to a British port. The reduced crews would be repatriated at the earliest moment. If either of these courses is adopted by you, we will restore your ships to France at the conclusion of the war or pay full compensation, if they are damaged meanwhile. (c) Alternatively, if you feel bound to stipulate that your ships should not be used against the Germans or Italians unless these break the Armistice, then sail them with us with reduced crews, to some French port in the West Indies—Martinique for instance—where they can be demilitarised to our satisfaction, or perhaps be entrusted to the United States and remain safe until the end of the war, the crews being repatriated. If you refuse these fair offers, I must, with profound regret, require you to sink your ships within 6 hours. Finally, failing the above I have orders of His Majesty's Government to use whatever force may be necessary to prevent your ships us from falling into German or Italian hands." Jumped up tosser of an inadequate French matelot (Gensoul) thought he would piss about at a time of CRUCIAL importance in European history. To use a modern turn of phrase the French idiot "Fucked about & found out" causing the deaths of 1300 French sailors.
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