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The Black Bull - Normandy 1944icon for Recommended story

by Huxlow Science College

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Huxlow Science College
People in story:听
Reg of Northampton
Location of story:听
Normandy
Article ID:听
A4222630
Contributed on:听
20 June 2005

My Regiment (Second Northants Yeomanry) was the heavy armoured recce regiment for the 11th armoured division. 'The Black Bull Divisional Sign'. As a recce regiment it normally meant you were often working with the enemy behind you as well as in front, and your operation could be one of observation and supplying information as was the base of my story.

The day was a beautiful day of glorious sunshine a day you could almost forget the war. I was tank commander with my binoculars surveying the countryside when in a cornfield too far away for the naked eye, I spotted a German machine gunner in a slit trench who was quite happily enjoying the day obviously feeling he was in a safe area and enjoying a smoke.

People who were in Normandy will tell you there were two things you were aware of. Firstly noise!!! Secondly the nauseating smell of dead bodies, both human and animals(cows and horses etc.) from farms which were generally being destroyed because the Germans turned almost every farm and hamlet into a strong point.

Now when an animal was killed it would in the due course of time fill up with gases, it's legs would stiffen and stick out straight and at a moment in time it would quite suddenly roll over onto it's back with legs sticking up rigid. Eventually the whole carcase would explode and virtually disappear except for the unbelievable stench - THE UNBELIEVABLE STENCH!!!

Having explained that I futher observed that the smoke from the German's cigarette was going from right to left as I was facing. I further observed that this "RIPE-READY - TO - BURST - BULL" was to the right hand side of the German. I had the idea that if with a few bursts of machine gun from our own turrett machine gun we were to burst the bull, it would be interesting to see what reaction would come from our "Happy German Gunner".

Having studied him it was obviously noticable that he was an older person wearing an Africa Corp Cap with sleeves rolled up, obviously an old campaigner. Having explained the plan to Denny my Gunner, we proceded to fire short bursts of fire which included several tracer bullets so we could observe the line of fire and distance. Now machine gun fire going through corn makes a sizzling sound which became apparent to our German, but we were too far away for him to hear the machine gun itself. He knew by now he was not the target, so standing up he looked around to see were the firing was going, by which time we had found our target (the bull) and by giving the long burst of fire "WE BURST THE BULL".

The reaction from our German was comical, the look of disgust was very rewarding for our effort. The outcome was seeing him gather all his gear, machine gun, tripod and cover himself with long belts of ammunition (just like the films). He took a last look around and finally taking his cigarette from his mouth looked to the direction of where the fire had come from. With a big smile he shook his fists in our direction, I can imagine his comments(in german).

I hope he survived, I would liked to have met him.

For Huxlow Science College.
From Reg (your vet.)

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Message 1 - The Black Bull

Posted on: 20 June 2005 by Trooper Tom Canning - WW2 Site Helper

Reg - now that is a funny story and I can still smell many of those animals everpresent on any battlefield - it was not - as you infer - constant killing as we had our moments also - such as the very boring winter line on the Senio River in Northern Italy.
Alf Goddard from Birmingham was acheerful charlie type who became bored very easily as we were acting as infantry owing to the flooding of the region which had bogged down our Churchill Tanks.
We were in houses lining the river bank while the Germans were in opposite houses on the northern bank.
Nothing was happening and it was boring - boring - boring.
Alf decided to liven things up - he climbed the stairs to the attic - opened the window - fired a rifle shot at the opposing house chimney.
The chimney pot rolled down the roof and landed with a crash on the front door step.
The door opened - a German came out and inspected the bits of chimney pot - looked over at Alf - shook his fist - went back in slamming the door - we could hear him running up stairs - his attic window opened - and he "killed" our chimney pot.
This looked like good fun and so all up and down the river bank - chimney pots were killed .
Two days later the Union Jack newspaper reported that heavy fighting had broken out on the Senio River !
It unfortunately didn't last all that long !
regards
tom

Message 2 - The Black Bull

Posted on: 27 June 2005 by Huxlow Science College

Tom - Many thanks for your story, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Most civvies don't believe the Germans have a sense of humour, but we know different.
You are aware I was a Terrier, pre-war called up September 1st 1939. My regiment was the 2nd Northants Yeomanry. I saw no action until June 16th "D" Day + 10 when we landed in Normandy.
Most of my original TA mates were all abroad somewhere, mostly Middle East and Italy. I just wonder if you may have met any you may remember.
At the end of August 1944 my Regiment was disbanded owing to very heavy casualties, (as were a few other regiments). What was left of the Regiment went to the 7th Armoured Division to replace their losses in Normandy, my own Troop went to 'B' Squadron 1st R T R (so I became a professional Desert Rat) That was until my tank was knocked out in Holland in October, 44 and I was downgraded to C I after 3 months in hospital.
By the way I was Troop Corporal Tank Commander "BARER"
Best wishes Tom
Nice talking to you
Reg.

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