{"id":5335,"date":"2014-10-19T19:06:41","date_gmt":"2014-10-20T01:06:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/?p=5335"},"modified":"2014-10-19T19:06:41","modified_gmt":"2014-10-20T01:06:41","slug":"book-review-and-some-fell-on-stony-ground","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/?p=5335","title":{"rendered":"Book review: And Some Fell on Stony Ground"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div id=\"attachment_5325\" style=\"width: 205px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/?attachment_id=5325\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-5325\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5325\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-5325\" src=\"https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/AndSomeFell1-e1413754362680-195x300.jpg\" alt=\"And Some Fell on Stony Ground: A Day in the Life of an RAF Bomber Pilot, A Fictional Memoir by Leslie Mann (Icon Books in Association with Imperial War Museums, 2014) [Photograph by Edith-Mary Smith]\" width=\"195\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/AndSomeFell1-e1413754362680-195x300.jpg 195w, https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/AndSomeFell1-e1413754362680-97x150.jpg 97w, https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/AndSomeFell1-e1413754362680-666x1024.jpg 666w, https:\/\/secondbysecondworldwar.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/AndSomeFell1-e1413754362680.jpg 1029w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 195px) 100vw, 195px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-5325\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">And Some Fell on Stony Ground: A Day in the Life of an RAF Bomber Pilot, A Fictional Memoir by Leslie Mann (Icon Books in Association with Imperial War Museums, 2014) [Photograph by Edith-Mary Smith]<\/p><\/div>Their country was likely doomed and within the month, or several months at most, they would almost certainly be dead. And still they volunteered. In the early days of the Second World War, the young men of Britain\u2019s RAF Bomber Command took to the skies in obsolete aircraft and, night after night, flew out over Germany and Nazi-occupied Europe. The damage they inflicted was insignificant. They message they delivered was monumental: It told the enemy and the neutral countries of the world and also those countries of Europe that had succumbed to Hitler\u2019s Blitzkrieg that Britain was still in the fight and was striking back.<\/p>\n<p>In 1941, Flight Sergeant Leslie Mann was such a young man. He was a tail gunner in an Armstrong Whitworth Whitley twin-engine bomber. The Whitleys were awkward-looking planes that were out-of-date before the war had even started. They had none of the cach\u00e9 of the later Wellingtons or the fame of the Lancasters, Halifaxes, and Stirlings that were to put in solid service nearer to the end of World War II. Leslie Mann\u2019s plane was shot down over Dusseldorf and, after the war ended, he described his experiences in a fictional memoir that remained unpublished until 2014: <em>And Some Fell on Stony Ground: A Day in the Life of an RAF Bomber Pilot\u2014A Fictional Memoir<\/em> by Leslie Mann (Icon Books in Association with Imperial War Museums, 2014). British historian Richard Overy has written a masterful introduction.<\/p>\n<p>A series of striking photographs add value to the book and reveal that author was an eye-catchingly handsome man, even Clark-Gable handsome. His text dispels, in the first few pages, the fiction of the glamour of war. Leslie Mann\u2019s book is about the everydayness of war, the drudgery of war, the routine, the cold, the exhaustion, the moments of terror, the fear of disfigurement. \u2018The sky could kill him whenever it wanted to,\u2019 muses Pilot Officer Mason, who is Mann\u2019s fictional hero (or anti-hero, as Richard Overy shrewdly puts it).<\/p>\n<p>The book has its touching moments: the scene at the shop where the woman behind the counter takes pity on Mason and sells him a pack of \u2018under-the-counter\u2019 cigarettes, or at the dance when Mason notices the \u2018girl in green\u2019 but sees no point in pursuing her, realizing that he does not have the luxury of a future.<\/p>\n<p>Descriptions are sometimes whimsical, like that of Mason\u2019s buddy, Simpson: \u2018He had those funny shaped eyebrows that made him look perpetually worried. And enormous feet.\u2019 When a \u2018first-tripper\u2019 asks Mason what it will be like to fly on a mission, words such as \u2018sickening,\u2019 \u2018bloody awful,\u2019 and \u2018fatal\u2019 flash through Mason\u2019s brain. Eventually, he just says, \u201cOh, not so bad. A bit shaky sometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Above all, the book is marked by its realism, the fiery crash that kills Mason\u2019s friend, Ken, the nightmarish take-off and engine trouble that caused Mason\u2019s plane to turn back and crash-land near the Pennines, the attack on the German oil refinery \u2018\u2026the aircraft stalled and hung in mid-air, then lurched horribly\u2026\u2019\u2014all authentically described by a man who was actually there.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Their country was likely doomed and within the month, or several months at most, they would almost certainly be dead. And still they volunteered. 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