Last week I briefly mentioned the events that followed Operation Frankton, promising to set them in the context of rural Charente.

Put briefly, Operation Frankton was a commando raid on the port of Bordeaux in early December 1942, carried out by a small unit of Royal Marines. Six folding kayaks were transported to the Gironde estuary by submarine. The plan was that a dozen hand-picked men would paddle overnight to Bordeaux where they would attack a number of docked German cargo ships with limpet mines, before making their escape overland to Spain. One kayak was damaged while being deployed from the submarine and its two-man crew could take no part in the mission.

But the raid was considered a success, with five German vessels being damaged by mines. It was also a considerable propaganda blow. However just two of the 10 marines survived: the leader, Major Herbert “Blondie” Hasler, and his no. 2 in the kayak, Bill Sparks. Of the other eight, six were executed by the Germans, whilst two died from hypothermia.

The 1955 film Cockleshell Heroes, based – very loosely – on the real operation – starred Trevor Howard and José Ferrer (a Puerto Rican!).

Note the blonde Charentaise – added for marketing purposes, no doubt

Himmelfahrtskommando film poster

I like this poster for the German language version, excitingly named Himmelfahrtskommando (= suicide mission).

Hasler and Sparks’s escape route in red – Vichy France is coloured pink

Rather than make their way directly south to Spain (and thence to Gibraltar), Hasler and Sparks set off north-east towards the small town of Ruffec, 100 miles away, where they had been told they would get help from the Resistance. The late Paddy Ashdown describes their miserable trek in his book A Brilliant Little Operation. It’s clear from his description of Charentais villages that he had travelled the route himself (in August 2010, it seems).

View back down to the Charente valley

Hasler and Sparks trudged at night across muddy, minor country roads from Saint-Même in the Charente valley: hillier than it appears when you are travelling by car, and a lot tougher in the middle of winter, at night, soaked, half-starved and pursued by the Wehrmacht. Anne’s father, David, read Ashdown’s book and we realised that they must have walked to within a couple of miles of our house in La Bréchoire.

Vaux-Rouillac church and war memorial

The village of Vaux-Rouillac lies in an attractive setting on the edge of an escarpment. From here they walked north to the hamlet of Le Temple, on the outskirts on Rouillac (an important town by Charentais standards and a major centre for Cognac production). Ashdown says there was a minor railway line passing south of it – long gone. (He also says that soon this would become the centre of a 10-square mile parachute landing site and reception area).

House in Le Temple

Hasler and Sparks spent the night in a rat-infested railway hut then headed up towards Montigné, another hamlet.

The Mairie in Montigné

From there they arrived at tiny Bonneville, on the outskirts of Gourville – which has the remains of a small medieval fortress and, more significantly, was then a German military base.

The Romanesque church at Bonneville

An information board was erected a few years ago. Here it is with Anne and David.

Frankton information board at Bonneville

As Ashdown writes, the countryside is not unlike Salisbury Plain or the south Dorset hills. They ascended to the next village, Mons (as the name suggests), on a hill which is the most prominent landmark for some miles.

The Romanesque church at Mons

Owing to road works we couldn’t follow their way to Saint-Fraigne precisely, but we managed to get there by a tortuous route. Here’s the war memorial and fine church, noted for its (modern) stained-glass windows.

Yet another Romanesque church at Saint-Fraigne

After Saint-Fraigne, they went through or past Beaunac, Souvigné, Raix and Veillemorte and, at last, to Ruffec.

Anne and David at Ruffec’s Hôtel de Ville

… where the Swastika once flew over the Hôtel de Ville, as you can make out on the cover of this very interesting and illuminating book on the right.

Two key books – but there are many accounts

The two disguised and filthy marines presented themselves at a local restaurant, La Toque Blanche (which still exists), and in a scene reminiscent of ‘Allo ‘Allo!, had to hang around drinking wine until the last German soldier had departed. Were they genuinely British or was it a trap? A local doctor, who had spent some time in London, declared Sparks’s Cockney accent as genuine, since it was impossible to imitate!

They were then inserted into the Marie-Claire escape line

From Ruffec they were hidden in a van and driven to an isolated farmhouse at Mariaud near Saint-Coutant. We were taken there by our friends Jane and Mike, who live nearby. It would be very difficult to find otherwise.

The farmhouse at Mariaud

Another information board marks the spot. The crucial thing about Saint-Coutant is that it was east of the demarkation line that separated Occupied France from so-called Free (i.e. Vichy) France. For the first time they were beyond the area under direct German military control. They eventually found their way back to England via Lyons, Marseille, Perpignan, across the Pyrenees to Barcelona, Madrid and Gibraltar (reached on 1 April 1943). In other circumstances, a pleasant holiday itinerary!

The information board at Mariaud

Because of its geographical position, Charente, normally as sleepy a French department as can be imagined, was far from being so during the Second World War. There are few people today who can remember life under the German Occupation, but some elderly inhabitants certainly do and clearly very bad things did happen. I regret that when we first bought our house 20 years ago I wasn’t able to ask more questions. But would they have wanted to talk to us about it?

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