Having from the time of Hitler's seizure of power in 1933, been only too painfully aware of the danger, if not the inevitability of war, the last days of August 1939 came almost as a relief, after the successive capitulation's to the dictators by Baldwin, Chamberlain & Co. At last this was the climax, our successive reverses of the Rhineland, Austria and lastly Czechoslovakia at Munich, having left us in the worst possible situation in which to fight a war, the only escape from which was still further capitulation to Hitler.
I was at the time, running the Electrical Appliance Division of Ekco Radio, and as I also had responsibility for car radio, the annual Radiolympia Exhibition held every August found me up at Hammersmith. The exhibition had opened with the usual fanfare and ballyhoo, but the place was deserted except for exhibitors and a few members of trade. After a day or two, it was announced over the public address system that, owing to preparations for possible war, television transmission was to cease and the exhibition was to close down.
I heard the announcement in company with Eric Cole, the chairman Billy Verrells and John Wyborn, Chief Engineer. I turned to Eric Cole, the managing director, and formally requested leave of absence, as I had offered my services in such capacity as might be found useful, to the then Ministry of Supply. He duly acknowledged my request which he promised to put to the Board, and we all went back to Southend.
One or two days later, at about 7 on Saturday morning, I was awakened by a phone call requesting me to attend an important meeting at the factory at 8 am. When I arrived, I found Cole, Verrells, Wyborn and Jones (Works Manager) together with three RAF officers in uniform and an official in civilian clothes who was introduced as Group Captain Hugh Leedham. Without more ado, I was requested to leave forthwith with my wife, and find, within a radius of 100 miles to the West of London, factory premises capable of being used to produce radio equipment, not specified, of dimensions not greater than the TV sets then being produced.
I was not given requisitioning powers, but it was made clear that if I found suitable premises not vacant, such powers would be made available. I was further instructed that on approval of the premises I chose, they were to be equipped with sufficient machines and tools to enable me to organise production of unspecified equipment, with a personnel of not more than 200 people. I was further assured by Eric Cole, that in event of war I could recruit a nucleus of staff at not higher than foreman level, from the main Works at Southend-on-Sea.
With these somewhat nebulous terms of reference and nothing in writing, they wished me good luck and went I went off home, collected my wife and a couple of suitcases, and by lunch time we were off. I had drawn a circle of 100 miles radius west of London on a road map, and decide that the search should concentrate on an area bounded by Newbury, Devizes, Bath, Stroud, Gloucester and Swindon.
The search which began on the Monday, started at Witney, and for three or four days concentrated mainly on the textile mills with which the West Country thereabouts, especially the Stroud Valley was well supplied. Three or four factories in and around Stroud and Minchinhampton were possibles and , as it had been agreed to rendezvous at the "Bell" in Malmesbury, Eric Cole and the others turned up there later in the week for us to report progress.
Germany was on the point of invading Poland, and the day after we arrived at the Bell, the news broke of Germany's non-aggression Pact with the USSR. Well this was it! War could now only be a few days off. A telephone call to the Air Ministry confirmed the utmost urgency of our search, and to this was added the instruction to keep clear of towns, as we would be required to maintain the utmost secrecy in our operations. It transpired that a doctor friend of Eric Cole's, Dr. William Winch who used to practise in Westcliff-on-Sea, now had a country practise in Malmesbury, hence the rendezvous.
We spent a rather apprehensive weekend there; fortunately, the Bell was well supplied with good food and drink, and the usually taciturn mine host, Mr. Hatchwell being very co-operative, we managed to drown our sorrows and apprehensions until the Monday, when my search started afresh. The "secrecy" instructions - and concern about vulnerability of Southend in a war with Germany, caused me some worry. If not in a town, how was I to find suitable premises in the country where there would be little or no labour?
At the end of a week I decided that my best bet was to find a large country house, with possibilities of adaption and extension, but sufficiently near a centre of population from which to draw labour. I wired Mr. Tait, the chairman of Hamptons, whom I had met recently in connection with an installation in a liner they were outfitting, and asked him to put his firm at my disposal in a search for a large country house, vacant, not more than three miles from a centre of population. He promptly put me in touch with two or three West Country firms specialising in such property, and by next Wednesday when we met at Shepton Mallet, I had a number of lengthy lists of suitable properties. One of them was actually within two miles of Malmesbury, and I went back to see the place.