1941, Thursday 20 November;
Later when discussing the type of relationship, he’d had with Churchill, Dill reflected on it being one of the most difficult CoS meetings he’d ever had, but in some ways the most satisfying. Two days ago, he’d received his Marshal’s baton from King George V, at Buckingham Palace to honour his service to the country. As Chief of the Imperial General Staff (CIGS), and now Field Marshal, he was at the pinnacle of his career, but privately he knew it was Churchill’s way of moving him on, yesterday he’d had to release a press statement about his retirement on reaching 60 next month. This had followed on from Churchill decreeing that 60 was the age of retirement for a CIGS. As a sup, and a source of employment going forward, Dill had been offered the role of governor of Bombay.
Dill had a mix of emotions regarding all this, he’d been expecting it some time, and had spoken to his dear friend Brooke about it all. In some ways it was a relief, the stress of constantly battling with Churchill was telling on his health. And now, with the decision to ‘sack’ him taken, Dill felt a weight had been lifted. Furthermore, the good news was ‘Brookie’ was taking over from him, he wouldn’t have wanted anyone else.
As usual the Far East was way down the Agenda, Bomber Command, the Home Front, the Middle East, the Atlantic, and even the Russian Front were all in front, but by about 10.30am they had got to it. They started with what was Japan going to do, the talks in Washington showed no progress, what would happen if they failed. Churchill began by taking his predictable stance of maintaining the policy of following the American initiatives. But today Dill was having none of it.
“Prime Minister, may I draw your attention to the most recent pieces of intelligence, regarding the intercept of the message to the Japanese Consular, on being advised of the date of the last Japanese Merchant leaving Singapore and he was to be on it, we can confirm he was, and no relief has been provided. We also have the report from our Consul in Saigon, who estimated that 50,000 troops have moved through the area in the last month, and most alarming of all, the fact the IJN has changed all its call signs after only three weeks instead of the usual six months. This following the reports back in October of the Combined Fleet being recalled from fleet manoeuvres two months early and the order to all Japanese Consuls to concentrate on reporting all western naval and air movement.”
“Yes, I have read these reports, your point being, Field Marshal Dill?”
“The Japanese have made their decision, they will attack if the talks fail, they have readied themselves Prime Minister”.
“My Dear Field Marshal, I seriously doubt that Japan would attack us, that would be complete madness, indeed I’d welcome it, getting America into the war would be the saving of us all”
“No, Prime Minister, you misunderstand me, I’m saying they will attack us, Great Britain, the move into southern Indo-China was clearly aimed at us. They won’t attack the Americans; they will gamble on the Americans not joining the war”.
Churchill looked over his glasses at Field Marshal Dill.
“Hmm, if what you say was correct, and I for one minute do not think that the case, we would only have to hold on for a couple of weeks, a month at most, by which time the President would have brought America into the war. I’m sure we could hold out, if not in Malaya, then certainly in the Fortress of Singapore”.
Dill clenched his hands together, and looking down at the table, took a deep breath before replying in a calm almost condescending tone of an adult talking to a child, all the time looking Churchill straight in the eye.
“Prime Minister, I feel your use of the word Fortress is misleading, indeed it would be negligent of me to let you continue to use that word with regard to Singapore, without being clear as to what defences they have. They have a very capable long and medium range of coastal artillery, providing an excellent defence against battleship bombardment, although this is somewhat poorer if defending small boat operations, ie MTB’s. The air defence is barely adequate, and shore defence is only present seawards, there is currently no defensive structures covering Singapore Island from the Malaya mainland. Any attack from that direction would meet with no defensive fortifications, they could just walk right in. In addition, given the population that lives on Singapore Island, along with our defensive forces, it is doubtful if we could feed everyone past one month, allowing they are rationed”.
“That’s ridiculous, no, no, are you sure? the gorge of the fortress of Singapore, with its splendid moat half a mile to a mile wide, has not been fortified against an attack from the northward. Why have we not done that, we wouldn’t launch a battleship without a bottom? Why have I not been told this, why haven’t we ever bothered to build any”?
Dill was straight back, his voice beginning to change to a deeper, more insistent tone.
“Prime Minister, I have been continually warning you, Singapore can only be defended by defending Malaya, the days of castles and fortresses are long gone, these days we have to keep the enemy’s air force at arm’s reach. Unless the US Pacific Fleet sails over to Singapore, which they have made clear to us in no uncertain terms, that they won’t, we have to be able to hold Malaya ourselves. You have continually fought me over reinforcing Malaya, questioning every expense, and now we just might have to pay for that policy. Singapore may well fall when they attack!”
Damn the insolence of you Dill, I’ve been fighting this bloody war all by myself, your bloody army hasn’t won anything of value, I won’t have it, Pug, Pug, why wasn’t I informed of Singapore’s defences before now. This is outrageous, what a way to fight a bloody war, incompetence, everywhere, no wonder we’ve been losing!”
Ismay coughed, and lent forward, interrupting “If I may Winston”
Churchill slammed his fist down hard on the table, his face now quite red, “No you bloody well may not Pug, out, get out, all of you, get out this minute, d ’you hear me, out, out, out!”