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About Mary276

I am an osteopath and author of a memoir about my father, Stranger In My Heart (Unbound, 2018). I also have a website called dorapower.co.uk devoted to my great aunt, Dora Metcalf, a computing pioneer and entrepreneur.

Remembrance Day 2025

I was fortunate to be invited to attend a Remembrance Day service by the Depute Provost of Edinburgh, Councillor Lezley Marion Cameron, at the Hearts’ Memorial Clock. The wet conditions didn’t interfere with a beautiful service, led by the chaplain of Hearts Football Club. He reminded us that, in the First World War, many members of the team signed up to fight in the war, sacrificing their chances of winning the championship in 1914 and several of them ultimately sacrificing their lives. A piper played as representatives of numerous organisations laid wreaths around the clock, remembering Edinburgh lives lost in war.

In this 80th year after the end of the Second World War, I want to remember not just British forces but also our allies in the Far East war, China. Today when we think of China we think of:

  • Chinese students at our universities: 167,000 in 2023/24 came from China and Hong Kong (Higher Education Statistics Agency), a large increase since 2014/15 and second only to India in terms of overseas students
  • China (including Hong Kong) is the UK’s third largest trading partner for goods and services after the US (£310.4 billion) and Germany (£144.7 billion), with total trade amounting to £125.2 billion in the year ending Q2 2025 (China Britain Business Council)
  • Chinese-owned firms across services, manufacturing and energy employed over 57,000 people in the UK and generated £98.7 billion in revenue in 2024, while British exports to China supported an estimated 370,800 jobs in the UK in 2020 (CBBC).
  • Almost 650,000 Chinese tourists visited the UK in 2024 (CBBC) while relatively few Brits visit China.
  • In the news we tend to only see the political face of China. Imagine how you would feel about the UK if you were a foreigner only seeing a few headlines!

The post-war ascendancy of Japan as an economic and political ally of the West and the disappearance of China behind the Communist “bamboo curtain” has perhaps led us to forget the importance of our relationship with China during the Second World War. It’s estimated that as many as 20 million Chinese lives were lost during the war, many of them through famine and disease, along with appalling atrocities such as the rape of Nanjing.

Remember that Japan’s full scale invasion of China began in 1937, yet they only began to receive Allied support after the Pearl Harbor attack in December 1941. China, with its defending troops (eventually supported by US and British & Commonwealth forces) and challenging terrain, kept approximately half the Japanese military forces engaged throughout the war. If the Allies had faced the full force of Japan’s military might in South East Asia, things might have gone differently.

In Hong Kong, the only reason why Allied prisoners of war (PoWs) received any news or supplies was because of a network of Nationalist and Communist guerrilla forces aiding the efforts of the British Army Aid Group (BAAG). In China, the difficulty of disguise for British and Allied forces meant that only Chinese people could hope to liaise between PoWs and BAAG without Japanese detection. Although many PoWs suffered in Hong Kong, their experience would have been even harder without this connection to the outside world.

We owe a huge debt to the Chinese people and I ask you to remember their resilience and sacrifice, along with your own more personal memories.

VJ80

I’m somewhat belatedly posting about VJ80, the commemoration of the 80th anniversary of victory over Japan and the end of WWII. This year I discovered a fantastic local museum called the Military Museum Scotland (MMS), based just outside Edinburgh. It’s run entirely by volunteers and does great work with local veterans as well as being packed with interesting items, indoors and out. There is a dedicated remembrance space for people to reflect and remember their loved ones and a reconstruction of a WWI trench to explore.

For VJ80, MMS hosted a tea party, at which I told Dad’s story to about 50 people, all with connections to the war in the Far East. It was a great occasion and many thanks to founder of MMS, Ian Inglis, for organising the party and inviting me to speak.

On the Sunday I went to a service in Greyfriars Kirk in Edinburgh, where there is a commemorative plaque donated by the Scottish Burma Star Association, with the Kohima epitaph on it. There was a beautiful service, drawing parallels between the horrors of WWII with current conflicts around the world. The choir sang a version of the Kohima epitaph which was very moving.

In a couple of weeks I am guest speaker at the AGM of my local residents group, the Liberton Association. Another opportunity to encourage people to research their family history before it is lost forever! My generation has the “one line legend” as a start point (e.g. Dad fought at Hong Kong, was taken prisoner and escaped across China) but often the generation down doesn’t even have that. Why would you look if you didn’t know there was anything to look for? Too often, history books cover the same old ground, famous battles and such like, but there are many untold stories that shed new light on the world wars and give us powerful examples of courage, compassion, community and resilience.

Copies of my book, Stranger In My Heart are available on Amazon as a paperback or ebook.

Happy 110th Birthday!

It’s Dad’s 110th birthday today. I have been watching the D-Day commemoration and a dramatisation of tape recorded interviews with men who were there (BBC: D-Day the Unheard Tapes). The eye witness testimony was shocking and chilling. I hope, but doubt, that the men being interviewed were given psychological support as they were clearly being re-traumatised by telling their stories. It did remind me of the saying “there’s three sides to every story – yours, mine and the cold hard truth.” These young men, British, American and German, experienced something that no news report on either side ever told.

I was recently sent a newspaper cutting (possibly The Times or The Telegraph) regarding the situation in Hong Kong at 17 December 1941. The article includes the following statements:

Conditions of full siege exist. The colony is in good heart, with plenty of food, arms and ammunition, and the garrison is confident of the outcome.”

The Governor, Sir Mark Young, is stated to have declared that British subjects and those who have sought the protection of the of the Empire can rest assured that there will never be any surrender to the Japanese.

The Tokyo Radio states: Hong Kong is doomed to destruction within three months according to Japanese experts. The announcer claimed that the troops defending the colony were completely cut off, and that the island was faced with starvation, even without any further attacks.

Meanwhile Dad’s eye witness account states, on 16 December 1941:

For the past three days the Japs have been shelling us very heavily indeed.  Mt. Davis have had the worst of it.  One of the A.A guns has been knocked out.  About 11 men were killed when the enemy scored a direct hit on one of the shelters.  A dud shell hit the muzzle of the upper 9.2” gun and it appears to be slightly bent.  The plug gauge bore will no longer pass through it.  A shell (9”) came in through the old canteen along the passage into the plotting room and came to rest under the command exchange.

On 18 December 1941 he says (‘RA East’ refers to the Royal Artillery’s division of Hong Kong Island into 2 parts – East and West. A ‘3.7 How’ is a 3.7″ Howitzer gun, designed for use in mountainous terrain, that could be dismantled for transport. First introduced in WW1) :

Ted Hunt has been doing very well at R.A. East.  He has got a 3.7 How up on Sai Wan Redoubt to try and deal with the enemy guns and troops on Devil’s Peak.  Sai Wan has had the hell of a pasting today.  The A.P.C. oil tanks at North Point have been hit and are now in flames.  An enormous cloud of black smoke darkens the whole atmosphere (people go about with a worried, scared look on their faces).  It reminds me of pictures I have seen of the last day at the end of the world.

It was only a week later that the colony surrendered to the Japanese.

Many thanks to Nick Trevor (mum’s godson) for sending me the cutting.

Dad’s plan to liberate HK PoWs

After Dad’s escape from Hong Kong he was posted to the wartime capital, Chongqing, as Assistant Military Attaché in August 1942. I had seen, in his diary entry for November 26th 1942, a few sentences about his ‘Great Thought’ – a plan to liberate the Hong Kong PoWs. The plan was worked up between Dad, Col Ride of the British Army Aid Group (BAAG) and US General Chennault’s Chief of Staff, Col Merian Cooper.

Text from Major John Monro MC RA  diary entry dated November 26th 1942: Cooper came to lunch today. Afterwards we had a long discussion on the intelligence he required and the steps to be taken to prevent news of American Airforce movements on the Kweilin airfield leaking to the enemy. Finally Cooper, Ride and I went out onto the balcony for a long talk. As a result of this Ride and I stayed up most of the night concocting a plan.

I knew that the plan had been approved at the highest level, finally agreed at the Washington Conference in May 1943 by the heads of the Allied Powers. I also knew that the plan had been scuppered by a spat between Generals Stilwell and Chennault, that resulted in resources being diverted away from the USAAF to serve the needs of the land war in Burma. Without air support the plan was impossible to execute. But I had never seen the plan or had any idea what it actually involved.

Yesterday I received details of the plan from a colleague in Hong Kong. It seems that the intention was to liberate all the PoWs held in the various camps in Kowloon and on Hong Kong Island, using British paratroopers, with Chinese BAAG and guerrilla forces and Allied air and sea support. It needed a co-ordinated, top secret, surprise attack, with air control being key to success. The Japanese believed they were entirely secure in Hong Kong and had a limited ‘occupying’ force rather than a ‘defence’ force. To succeed this would have to be a one-shot effort, as Japanese troops would be increased in response to the first raid, making it much more difficult for any subsequent raid.

Most interesting to me was an original document written by Dad in Delhi, in July 1942, before he even arrived back in China. In it he gives a strategic analysis of the liberation concept, with considerations and pros and cons given for 10 dimensions of the proposal. From my years working in marketing strategy and business planning this seems remarkably familiar! His stated object is “To get prisoners out of the internment camps at Hong Kong.” His analysis considers:

  • Physical condition of prisoners
  • Guarding of camps
  • Reprisals and the use of force
  • Japanese troops defending Hong Kong
  • Terrain
  • Political issues
  • Forces to be employed in a raid
  • Pros and Cons if we go on as we are
  • Pros and Cons if we make a limited raid
  • Pros and Cons if we make a full raid

It is a tragedy that the plan never came to fruition. It might have saved the lives of about 4000 European PoWs and 2500 Indian PoWs held in Hong Kong in 1943. The final ‘no go’ letter from India Command, Directorate of Military Intelligence, dated December 1943, says: “It is regretted that the resources available in the form of air transport preclude such an operation being carried out at this stage of the war against Japan. The implications of this decision are fully realised but there is no alternative.”

Remembrance Day 2023

For Remembrance Day 2023, the Royal British Legion have included in their annual newsletter a four page feature on Dad’s story. They approached me back in the summer, asking if they could highlight his adventures in Hong Kong and China in the Second World War. I provided some images and extracts from Stranger In My Heart and they did the rest. They have titled his story ‘The other Great Escape.’ I’m really pleased with it because the Far East is often neglected in remembrance of WW2 and the Battle of Hong Kong almost never gets a mention.

I was pleased to see that the newsletter also includes stories from Commonwealth veterans, another neglected group in the story of the Second World War. The Royal British Legion is dedicated to supporting service veterans and their families, providing support for those with mental or physical health issues or financial worries.

Everyone who has served has made sacrifices and endured suffering for the benefit of all of us. They don’t all have dramatic stories like Dad’s, many suffered as PoWs or have served in supporting roles, but they all did their bit. Let us remember them and show our gratitude. And this year, the poppy is entirely plastic free!

New Edition

Stranger In My Heart was published by Unbound in 2018. The rights have now reverted to me and I have created a new edition of the book. Unbound ran out of copies and I only have a few original, author signed copies left to offer (see sidebar for details). The new edition is available as an ebook or paperback on Amazon.

I corrected a few mistakes from the old edition and created a new cover, based on a photograph that I took in Yunnan in 2015. For me it represents the bridge between generations, spanning time and space and connecting the people at each end. The building in the middle is the meeting place, where we can learn about each other and build our relationship. Red is the colour of luck, joy and celebration in Chinese culture, so I wanted to include that in the design.

The content is as it was before, but I wanted to ensure that the book remains available, even if distribution is limited to Amazon. I have learned a lot about how to format a document for ebook and paperback! It is quite fiddly and extremely time consuming, but Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP, Amazon’s publishing arm) provides helpful explanations of how to do it all.

In October the Royal British Legion will be sending a newsletter out to all their supporters, in preparation for Remembrance Day. It will include Dad’s story, which is quite an honour. I hope some of the readers will find their way to this website to learn a bit more about Dad. He was a lifelong member of RBL and I think he would be pleased to see his story reach an audience of his peers.

81st Anniversary of the Battle of Hong Kong

On 8th December 2022 it is the 81st anniversary of the Battle of Hong Kong. Let’s just pause for a moment and remember all of those who suffered and died in the battle and in the long years of internment afterwards.

Dad’s diary entries show that right up until the bombing started, there was a sense of denial that the colony could be about to go to war, 6 hours after the attack on Pearl Harbor:

7th December 1941: This morning when I went to the office, I found that the situation had worsened.  I don’t really believe that anyone thinks that it will come to anything.  We have had so many flaps and lived in a state of tension for so long that we have become blasé.  We live only for the day when the rather annoying precautions that interfere with our private amusements are once more considered unnecessary.  This is more serious than most.  The Hong Kong Regiment have been ordered to get their ammunition onto their mainland positions.

About 6:00am on Monday 8th I was woken up, called to the telephone and told that war was imminent with Japan.  By the time I got to H.Q. we were at war.  About 8:00am the first Japanese bombers came over.  They did a lot of damage at the Aerodrome, destroying 7 C.N.A.C. planes, The Clipper, most of the RAF planes and the two Walruses.  They were unopposed.  The volunteer A.A. platoon had drawn no ammunition, I suppose because the day before was a Sunday.  The gunboat supposed to be in the seaplane anchorage was being used for something else.  The Japs made rapid progress down the Taipo Road, and by the evening we were back in Shatin.  H.Q. were gravely disappointed with the Stanley guns.  They have shot too big a line, boasted that they could get almost to Taipo, in actual fact they can only reach about 1500 yards beyond Shatin Station.  We were unable to answer several calls for fire as the targets have been out of range. All the demolitions were successful though we were asked to shoot at the Brothers Point “blow” as the slide had been checked by a retaining wall. Mt. Davis fired five rounds but with what effect we could not tell.

Allied Hong Kong defences were ill prepared and underestimated the enemy’s strength, skill and experience. But Hong Kong’s fall had long been seen as inevitable. In January 1941, PM Winston Churchill had said:

If Japan goes to war there is not the slightest chance of holding Hong Kong or relieving it. It is most unwise to increase the loss we shall suffer there. Instead of increasing the garrison it ought to be reduced. Japan will think twice before declaring war on the British Empire, and whether there are two or six battalions at Hong Kong will make no difference. I wish we had fewer troops there, but to move any would be noticeable and dangerous.

For more first hand accounts of the battle of Hong Kong visit the Gwulo Old Hong Kong Website and to learn how the battle progressed between 8th and 25th December 1941 see the interactive map at Hong Kong Baptist University’s website.

Happy Birthday!

Stranger In My Heart is 4 years old today and not looking too shabby! Happy birthday too to Dad, who would be 108 today. Get your hands on a copy of the paperback for a special birthday price of £9.99 including UK postage and packing. Offer ends soon! Click on the button on the right of this page to order.

Since the last anniversary my mother has passed away, the last of that generation in my wider family. What I notice is the shift in my status from a younger person with living parents to a member of the older generation. I suppose I could have detected that from the wrinkles and grey hairs but it needed my mother’s death to confirm it! I carry forward her common sense, community spirit, hospitality and some skills in the kitchen, garden and with a sewing machine.

I wonder how we will all feel when Her Majesty the Queen passes on? She has been a constant in all our lives and I don’t think we quite realise how much of a loss it will be when she goes. She’s such a symbol of steadfast continuity as well as being a beacon of integrity, diligence, fortitude and grace. In a tumultuous period of change and chaos we rest on those few things that are constant in our lives and they give us strength. It was also wonderful to experience the sense of unity generated by the platinum jubilee, after the last few years of almost tribal division in the UK. We can carry forward these values in our hearts as we face the challenges to come.

I hope Stranger In My Heart has resonance for people today, giving readers an insight into how the wartime generation coped with threat and uncertainty. I feel that unity was a big part of that, along with resilience, resourcefulness and a strong sense of purpose. More values that we can benefit from today, when it is easy to feel overwhelmed and anxious about the future.

This post has ended up being more about death than birth, but that’s the cycle of life!

HK80

On 8th December 2021 it is the 80th anniversary of the the Battle of Hong Kong (HK80), the point of Britain’s entry into the Pacific War. To commemorate the day I have written a blog post for the Researching FEPOW History Group website. Please click the link and have a read.

Battle of Hong Kong 1941

You may remember that a wee while ago I appeared on BBCR4’s Saturday Live show. A couple of weeks ago I received an email via the website from a lady called Sarah, saying she’d heard my interview and was desperate for a few copies of my book but couldn’t find any. Unfortunately she hadn’t noticed the opportunity to buy a copy that appears on the sidebar on the right of the page. Anyway, I emailed back, asking how many she wanted and offering to put some copies in the post. I didn’t hear anything for a couple of days and, as she has an unusual surname, I thought I’d look her up to see if I could find an address for her. To my surprise she lives about ten minutes walk from my house! I went to find it but couldn’t find the correct house name. I knocked on a likely looking door:

‘Is this the White House?’ I asked

‘Yes’ said a surprised looking man in his 70s

‘Are you Mr X?’

‘I might be…’ I could see him wondering who on earth I might be and not coming to any happy conclusions.

‘Is your wife called Sarah?’ Now he was intrigued.

‘Is she looking for some copies of this book?’

‘Oh! Come in, come in.’ We had a nice chat and Sarah called me later to say it was the most extraordinary coincidence of their lives. Another happy customer.

I have recently taken part in #HistoryWritersDay on Twitter which generated some interest. It was the brainchild of @books2cover and he managed to get 250 writers/publishers involved to create a bit of a splash. Great idea and one that I hope will be repeated.

Move Over Dad

I realise that it is almost Remembrance Day, 11 November, when we commemorate our war dead, but I’d like to remember my sister Kathy on what would have been her 70th birthday, 9 November 2021. Her life was cut short by cancer at the age of 35, so she has now been dead almost as long as she was alive.

Inevitably one remembers the last few years, from the shock of diagnosis, the determined liveliness that followed, before the gradual shedding of her powers that led inexorably towards her parting. She died at home, very early on the morning of 2 January 1987, surrounded by family. She spent much of her illness at home on the farm, running a Christmas tree business and travelling to Hungary with our mother for a last adventure. The house almost became a hotel, with streams of Kathy’s friends visiting her, usually with a challenging range of special dietary requirements that Mum gallantly catered for.

Kathy, centre, with James in front and me behind

We didn’t have an easy relationship. Kathy was feisty and contrary, bright and adventurous and she thought I was the most boring, unimaginative person alive, contentedly plodding along life’s conventional track. It’s true that I had it easy – she was 12 years my senior and shook our parents to the core with her tempestuous and unconventional nature. She blazed a trail that handed me freedoms that she had had to fight for. I was in awe of her and some of her ardent feminism rubbed off on me, along with her outrage at injustice to the vulnerable and dispossessed.

Kathy travelled widely, doing whatever work she could find. She worked in Falkirk as a seed potato inspector and she also lived in Leith for a while in the 1970s. I work at a clinic in Leith – now the swanky port area of Edinburgh but in those days a slum following the decline of its industries (whaling, lead, herring fishing, shipbuilding). Leithers are a proud and independent people, with an international outlook and culture, probably making Kathy feel quite at home. Latterly Kathy lived overseas, in Hong Kong and Egypt, after training as a teacher of English as a foreign language. Egypt and Arabic fascinated her and it was when she was studying Arabic and Islamic Studies at Durham University that she was diagnosed with pancreatic and liver cancer. She completed her degree, gaining a 2.2 in spite of feeling extremely unwell. Her ambition had been to go to Yemen to work with women’s groups there but her illness denied her this opportunity.

Kathy at Giza

She never married or had children and I wonder whether she would have been a perpetual nomad, had she lived. Friends and boyfriends were fiercely loyal to her but she was restless, always had itchy feet. I also wonder if she would have mellowed at all. I sort of hope not – I can picture her campaigning for refugees, or women’s rights, determined to make the world a better place. I’d like to think she’s resting in peace, but that’s not really her style.