So the unthinkable has happened. For some bizarre reason, with the war surely as good as won, Jerry has taken it upon themselves to break out of the Island Farm camp. I can't think why, they have been perfectly well treated and just had to sit the war out in relative comfort.
Their venture is doomed to failure of course. The area is well covered by not only by our efficient constabulary but also the network of plucky and keen-as-mustard Home Guard. Add to that the Regular Army PoW camp guards and local army and RAF boys in the area on training and it is impossible to see how anyone can venture more than a few miles undetected. Indeed, I predict we will have the absconders back under lock and key by nightfall.
To this end I have been allocated the task of Search Coordinator. No great surprise to me of course, I am well known for running our Bridgend Battalion like a tight ship - my men being well trained and ready to leap into the breach at the drop of a hat to defend our proud nation, to the death if necessary.
To assist us I am greatly indebted to our old friend Mr Garfield Davies of Newbridge Farm on whose land we have established our HQ. The family have been farming the land around the Island Farm camp for generations and it was them who kindly agreed to the War Department's building of hostel accommodation for the ordnance works workers, subsequently made over to a PoW facility. Mr Davies knows the area like the back of his hand so please avail yourselves of advice and direction where given - this information will be vital to to our efforts.
So, I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome all the forces in this area that come under my direction and to implore that we wrap up this sorry episode as swiftly as possible. I'm sure you have heard the radio broadcasts - the media is on to this already. Now is the chance to show the nation the stuff we are made of here in South Wales. Let's get Jerry back behind the wire where they belong!
Cpt. Chomley-Warner, 3rd Glamorganshire (Bridgend) Bn
