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A Singapore Interlude
One phrase he used was, "He's not one of us!"
That seemed, to me, a very odd phrase to use
From mid-1963 I was one of two Air Electronics Officer (AEO)
instructors on No 232 Operational Conversion Unit at RAF Gaydon near Leamington
Spa in the heart of England. Our job involved teaching pilots, navigators and AEOs about the
intricacies of the so-called 'all-electric' Valiant medium bomber. For more
details about the Valiant bomber and why it was called 'all-electric' click
here.
At this time my three AEO colleagues in the next door Victor Bomber office were
having to take it in turns to go on detachment to RAF Changi, Singapore, to man what was known as the Medium Bomber Detachment,
part of Far East Command. The old Far East Air Force (FEAF) was now known as Air Headquarters Far East, commanded by
Air Marshal Sir Peter Wykeham. The
Victor detachment in total consisted of one pilot, one navigator plotter, one navigator
bomb-aimer, and an AEO - in other words a complete Victor bomber crew minus a
co-pilot. The AEOs went out for two months at a time which meant their turn came
round at rather less than six-monthly intervals taking into
account transit and handover times. Since the three of them had been working
this routine for several years the novelty had worn off, they were well stocked
up with duty-frees and they were looking
for excuses for not going east again. Having been to Singapore as an
airmen wireless fitter in the 1950s I was looking for any excuse to return to
that fascinating island city and I
kept asking why I could not take a turn at the detachment in Changi. At the time
I didn't know what job the entailed. This was the Bomber Command
"need-to-know" principle at work: if you didn't need to know, then you were not told anything
and that principle was strictly adhered to all the time I served in Bomber
Command.
Since 1962 Indonesia and Malaysia had fought an undeclared war known by
both parties as 'Confrontation'. It resulted from a belief by Indonesia's President
Sukarno that the creation of the Federation of Malaysia, which became official
in September 1963, represented an attempt by Britain, as he put it, "to maintain colonial rule
behind the cloak of independence granted to its former colonial possessions in
south-east Asia". The UK, Australia and New Zealand already had a military
presence but they sent additional forces to the area to reinforce those and
Malaysia's own services. My perseverance eventually paid off a short time after
I had been promoted to flight lieutenant. I was given an informal briefing of
what the job would involve. The main RAF reinforcement contribution would consist of sixteen Victor Mk 1
bombers. They were on permanent UK standby to fly out to the Far East at short
notice. This was known as Operation Spherical. The plan
required that the Victors should arrive in the Far East within 48 hours notice
of the order to deploy being given. From time to time small numbers of Victors
flew out to Singapore to exercise the operational plan. A very contentious part
of the plan dictated that once the bombers reached the longitude of Gan in the
Maldives, roughly
73 degrees East, CinC Bomber Command would handover operational command and
control to CinC Far East Command. Clearly Bomber Command did not relish losing
control of a significant chunk of the UK Strike Force for a little, and probably
unlikely, war in the Far East.
The plan was that, if the confrontation between Malaysia and Indonesia deteriorated, the Victor bombers would
be tasked in a
conventional, ie non-nuclear, role to reinforce the Canberra light bombers
already in theatre. In those days the Canberras were often referred to as the
Light Bomber Force (LBF) and the V-Bombers as the Medium Bomber Force (MBF). The possible use of the Victor bomber, with its capability of
carrying thirty five 1,000 pound conventional bombs in its capacious
bomb bay, might seem to be overkill. However, Indonesia stretches over 3,000
miles from one end to the other and the Victor was the only aircraft that then
had the necessary range to deal with potential targets at the far extremes of
the Indonesian archipelago.
In order to take my place on the Medium Bomber Detachment, I had to
learn about the Victor's specialist electronics countermeasures (ECM) equipment
which was then highly secret because it was the same equipment that would have
been used to help the Victors reach their targets in the event of nuclear war
against the USSR. The Valiant bombers, my speciality, did not have this
equipment and so I was given a three-day course at Gaydon which was supposed to
equip me for the role. Then I was sent out to Changi ahead of my first
operational detachment for an on-the-job briefing. On arrival in Singapore on 28 October 1964,
when the Far East Command had more operational aircraft in theatre than the entire RAF has in 2006, I was amazed to
discover that I would be deemed to be the Command's expert in electronics
warfare and required to compile Victor war plans in conjunction with my
two navigator colleagues. Part way through that week, the HQ group
captain who was in overall charge of Operation Spherical was driven almost to
apoplexy when he discovered that I had been given highly secret briefings for
which I did not have the necessary security clearance. That was the end of my
advance training and I was sent back to UK! It was also the first time that I
became aware of security clearances higher than the standard one that all V Bomber
aircrew required.
I returned to Changi on 10 December 1964, this time with the necessary upgrade
to my security
clearance, which had somehow been negotiated in barely one month when it usually
took up to three months. The AEO I was
replacing, Flight Lieutenant Dick Waddell, left for UK on the aircraft I had travelled out in - he couldn't wait
to get home for Christmas. Our handover
briefing lasted about 20 minutes in a secluded corner of the transit lounge at Paya Leber, then the
civilian airport for Singapore.
I started work the next day. My role was to
create ECM and communications orders for each of several dozen target routes the
navigators had drawn up indicating,
amongst other things, what radio calls were to be made and details of which equipments
were to be switched on and off at various points along the route. Not all of the
routes could start from or end at airfields on Singapore Island and that
involved extra planning considerations. Because I was
a competent typist, thanks to my time in Ceylon a decade earlier, I also had the job of typing out hundreds of pages of
highly complex instructions. We were provided
with supposedly up-to-date intelligence data which indicated where Indonesia's
ground radars and communications centres were located and whether they were thought to be serviceable or
not. As this data changed regularly we had to modify our plans accordingly.
One day I went over to the Command Intelligence Centre, in a different building
a short distance away, to collect some new data. Normally one of our navigators
did this but when the telephone call came through to our office saying the data
was ready for collection, they were both out so I took it upon myself to go
instead. Big mistake!
I was let into the highly secure building without any check on who I was but I
was then left alone in an office while
the occupant, a flight lieutenant, went somewhere else to get the data I required. The
Command Intelligence Officer, a group captain but not the one who had sent me
back to UK some weeks earlier, saw me looking at some large wall maps of
Indonesia and asked who I was. I told him. He then asked what my security
clearance was but I couldn't give
him the right answer because I didn't know what the correct word was. The group
captain was very angry with the flight lieutenant when he returned and tore into him with
impressive loquacity. One phrase he used was, "He's not one of us!" That seemed,
to me, a very odd phrase to use and I heard it used about me again a few months
later when I was sent to collect some miniature tape recorders from a UK signals
unit in Singapore just before a Victor overnight clandestine transit to Darwin.
Putting one and one together to make two, I guessed this time what the phrase
might mean but it wasn't until many years later in another appointment that I
had confirmation. Raw
intelligence data, Sigint - signals intelligence, was protected by even higher
security clearances than the one I held previously. I had, then, become one of
them!
Clearly, security in Far East Command
HQ left a lot to be desired. Twice, as a result of other officers' lapses, I had
already become
privy to sensitive stuff I
was not supposed to know about. Classified matter, but not the V Bomber sort,
was openly discussed in bars, messes and other insecure places and officers
seemed to assume the staff were deaf! On the other hand, no-one ever questioned my
competence to be part of the Medium Bomber Detachment because everyone assumed
that I must have the necessary qualifications to do the job otherwise I wouldn't
have been there. Thus, I was left to get on as well as I could. I was vaguely
worried about this but thankfully none of my
plans was ever put to the test! Back to top of this page
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