Showing posts with label ship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ship. Show all posts

Monday, 7 July 2014

HMS Belfast a War Ship

 I have looked at Life on Board HMS Belfast in a previous post, here.
Food, laundry, spare-time, sleep and shopping.

But HMS Belfast is a war ship,
commissioned in 1939,
at the beginning of the second World War.

My kids have studied the second world war,
in both primary and secondary school.
Would this ship connect to the history they had learnt at school?
What would our kids make of war?
What did war at sea look like?

There are guns.
These guns, if fired, would hit Scratchwood motorway services,
the southernmost services on the M1, 14 miles away.


Deep below deck,
shells are stored, ready to be sent to the gun turrets.

 Each 6" shell weighs as much as two small children.
We could demonstrate that weight, sometimes it's useful having twins.

Steering the ship was done from a safe position, below deck,
but you still had to wear your anti-flash gloves and hoods
to protect you in the event of fire.

War is strategic, it involves planning,
team work where every man had a specific job.

We worked together to locate aircraft parts,
studying the map, plotting journeys and moving ships and helicopters into position.

 Ooops!

We did it!

 It was important to take orders rather than 'selfies'.

If you didn't follow orders, and you misbehaved,
you could end up in the punishment cells
being shouted at and having to unwind rope.
Having been caught drunk on duty,
this guy is too busy throwing up into a bucket to unwind any more rope.
The top misdemeanours were being drunk, absent without leave and fighting. 

For some reason the punishment cells appealed,
we fought to try out the wooden pillow.

 Now moored on the Thames by the City of London
HMS Belfast doesn't look so big.
It is though.
It's two football pitches long and nine decks high,
they can all be explored, many are below the waterline.
All those different greys.
That's called dazzle paint, designed to confuse the enemy when it is spotted at sea.
It does a pretty good camouflage job in the City too.

As for war,
secondary school history has given them some context for the life of HMS Belfast,
the Second World War and later conflicts.
I learnt a lot from the older two.

For our primary school children, HMS Belfast was appreciated more for being a ship,
what it did and how it worked.

It is perhaps difficult to comprehend the realities of war for the crew on HMS Belfast,
at sea, in action.
I'll leave you with words from archive footage, heard in the Gun Turret Experience,
spoken by former crew who had fired those guns.
Food for thought.
"...we wanted to get the ships, not the crew..."
At that point, I gulped.

HMS Belfast is open everyday.
Occasionally there are still veterans on board to meet and hear their stories.
Details on their website, here.
I recommend the children's audio tour. It was the one we used for our family,
aged eleven to adult.

Thursday, 12 June 2014

Life on board HMS Belfast

Who'd have thought that when we walked down the gangway
and stepped onto the quarterdeck of HMS Belfast,
it would have connected so much to family life at home.
Obviously, we don't have that view from our front door.

But we do have a kitchen...

...with a fridge, not quite as well stocked as this.
Mind you, we're not catering for up to nine hundred and fifty
and not able to pop to the shops, being away at for months at a time.

Fish. It must be Friday.

A question I never found out the answer to, was whether they caught their own.
18,000 meals were prepared each week.

Not sure what this dish is.
Food that looks like this doesn't seem to need a 'Do Not Touch' sign.
It's kind of lost its appeal,
suddenly I don't feel hungry any more.

Bread is such a staple.
For those of you who like statistics, each day six bakers produced...
...fifty-two loaves, 1,440 rolls,
plus pies, pastries and cakes.
They didn't just bake for their crew,
but also baked to cater for men on board smaller ships that sailed in the fleet.

The galley on board HMS Belfast is great as you get to wander right through it
and meet the crew,
without feeling at all guilty about not offering to lend a hand.

Whatever they ate, there's still the same old perennial argument
about who does the washing up.

With all that food on stored board,
it attracted mice and rats.
Meet Frankenstein, the ship's cat.
Now which is worse...
...the rat in the sack of potatoes
...or a cat climbing all over the food.

Washing up done, time to think about the laundry.
Before the 1950s the crew had to wash their own clothes in a bucket.
I bet they were pleased to get washing machines installed?

But you had to be careful!
You were warned.

This appeals.
Neatly folded, 'sorted into piles', clothes.

No scrabbling around for clean uniform on a Monday morning...

...and trying to work out whose black socks are whose.

 Then there's the ironing.
This isn't done on a Sunday night in front of the TV!

You've had your dinner, cleared away, washed up.
Washing and ironing sorted.
Now time for a little relaxation.

A snooze and letter writing.
Looks private.

 Dominoes and shoe polishing.

Games, magazines and newspapers.
There weren't many places to go on board HMS Belfast.
Where you hung out, you also slept.
So mind your head on that hammock above!

There were so many men, in order to accommodate them all,
many hammocks were hung amongst the ship machinery.
A quiet night's sleep?

Frankenstein was comfy though.
This is one of the most creative uses of taxidermy that I've ever seen.

Washed and dressed, it was important you were ready for action.
Yes, this really is a museum mannequin!

One last connection with urban life in the 21st century.
Shopping!

The NAAFI
Home from home,
Kit Kats, Bountys, Cadbury's chocolate, Brylcreem, Bovril and Ovaltine. 

And of course,
Fishermans Friends.
Were they though? They're not my friend.

So if you came on board expecting war, battles, guns, explosions, planning, strategies, operations, missions
and the like,
hold fire, we'll get there.
There is so much to see on HMS Belfast. There are nine decks.

HMS Belfast is open all week, it's free for kids and sitting on deck provides one of the best picnic views in London.
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