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Reminiscences of BTM and the CANTAB Machines (Bombes)
Engineers' Department:
of BTM in peacetime would have been
the design department for Tabulators and the punched card equipment
made by BTM in its Letchworth Factory, but during the 39-45 war time
it was given over entirely to the development, assembly and testing
of the CANTAB code breaking machines. These were nothing to do with
the normal punched card business of BTM as such, but were conceived
by mathematicians from Cambridge University working on code breaking
methods, and engineered by BTM using similar electro-mechanical
techniques to those used on punched card equipment. (The main BTM
products continued to be made in the rest of the factory, and were,
of course, used very widely by Government Departments and the
Forces.) The Code Breakers using CANTAB machines called them BOMBES
after the name given by the original code breakers in Poland prior
to the war.
The Department was
located in the South West corner of No.1 Factory in Icknield Way at
the junction with Cromwell Road. It consisted of a Drawing Office
located at the front of the building upstairs, the Test Room at the
side nearest to Cromwell Road with the Workshop adjacent comprising
a machine tool area, fitting benches and an assembly area for the
Bombes. The Wiring Girls were on the floor above the Test Room,
which was reached by stairs in the workshop area.
This part of the
factory had its own entrance, but otherwise there was surprisingly
little security at the time, which would have appalled present day
experts, especially when Churchill considered the intelligence
derived from the system to be his ‘most secret weapon' or his
‘golden eggs.' A wire cage surrounded the department in the factory,
staff had passes, but there was never any need to show or wear them,
although I think we did eventually have a civilian security man.
Moreover, the finished machines were sometimes dispatched in an open
back lorry and just covered with tarpaulin. In the absence of a
security guard, for the first half hour of my day, it was my job to
man the front entrance door between 7.30am, when the floor started
and 8.00am, when the Wiring Girls came in, and then to lock up. I
learnt how to hold back the clocking in machine from changing from
blue to red ink – signifying lateness, which was helpful to one or
two latecomers!
A brick room was
built on the corner of the roof to accommodate the Fire Watchers.
There was a rota for the staff to do these night duties, with no
time allowed off during the day.
D-Day:
I well remember at 7.30 on the
morning of D-Day, 6 June 1944, sitting on the steps of our entrance
to the factory, watching the constant stream of aircraft towing
gliders on their way to Normandy, an amazing and memorable sight! It
was a beautiful sunny morning with white fluffy clouds and the sky
seemed full of these planes with their distinctive white and black
stripes on the fuselage and wings.
People at BTM:
The Chief Engineer in
the Engineers Department was ‘Doc' Keen, a hard working but rather
remote and unapproachable character. To me he seemed to be always
wearing the same brown suit and smoking the same curly pipe! He was
also the organist and choirmaster at St Michael's Church which stood
in Norton Way South opposite the paddling pool where there is now an
office block. He would tend to recruit his apprentices from among
his choirboys – Albert Butt and Eric Palmer being my contemporaries
– but not me!
Our Foreman was Gerry
Simister who wore a white coat and seemingly stood for hours in his
office gazing at us workers. Someone unkindly nicknamed him ‘Fish
Eyes'! Alf Archer was the charge hand and wore a brown coat with red
collar and cuffs. He was a more kindly person and would give
youngsters fatherly advice. George Bonfield was the shop floor
supervisor and deputy charge hand. He was likeable, quietly spoken
and very helpful to us. (Incidentally, his son is the present ICL
Chairman and Chief Executive.) ‘Jock' Darge was the Supervisor of
the Wiring Girls. He was a ‘wee' Scotsman as might be imagined, who
had a dark Hitler-like moustache!
Other names which
come to mind are: - Vic Sothcott, Fred Sinfield, George Chance, John
Smith, Bill Borght (fitters); Wally Gaunt, Adrian Routledge, Ron
Grimes, Denis Whelan (Test Room); Jack Rutter, Roy ‘Woggie' Davis
(Turners); Bill Vines (Shop Steward), and Ted Spinks (Miller),
Eileen Whelan, Beryl (Wiring Girls).
Because of the
necessity of reaching the required production level, many of the
Fitters and Test Room Engineers were conscripted from elsewhere in
the Country, such as Instrument Companies and the Post Office
Engineering. They had the benefit of being in a reserved occupation.
They were lodged in private houses in the town and around the
locality.
I also remember there
was a civilian named Skeen (e) who would turn up from time to time
on a motorbike and sidecar. He invariably had a Wren with him in the
sidecar. I believe he was a liaison officer, probably from the War
Department, to co-ordinate manufacturing activities and deliveries
of machines to either Bletchley Park, Stanmore, or Eastcote.
Work on the Bombes:
I joined the ‘Engineers Department'
at No 1 Factory in Icknield Way, Letchworth, at the age of 16 in
August 1943 straight from school, as an Apprentice Precision Fitter.
There was then no specific apprenticeship scheme – you just worked
with the skilled men on the various machines (lathes, millers,
shaper, drills, grinders etc.) and bench work using hand tools. I
remember we had one curious but remarkable flexible machine called
“The Triplex” which could be used as a lathe, miller both horizontal
and vertical – and drill, the headstock being moveable upwards on a
quadrant arm. The bed could be angled and raised or lowered.
My first task at BTM
was to work with a Fitter who was Australian. I can only remember
that he was nicknamed ‘Digger' inevitably. Our job on the Bombe was
to line up the bearing plates for the drum shafts and then dowel pin
them to the angle-iron frame. (The frames were manufactured
elsewhere in Letchworth.) There was a special technique for this.
These drum shafts were driven through gear wheels meshing with worm
gearing on long horizontal and vertical drive shafts. These in turn
were driven through a gearbox, which was itself driven from a large
electric motor housed in the bottom of the machine. There was a vast
array of brass piping fitted to bring oil to the drum shaft
bearings, which were plain bushes, and the shafts had spiral oil
grooves. I think this system was fed by a hand-operated oil pump.
Obviously an oil tray
was needed at the base of the machine. When all the mechanics had
been fitted, the machine was wheeled into the Test Room to have its
electrical components and cabling fitted. Much of this was on a
large hinged door-like angle iron frame carrying rows of trays
containing high-speed relays called MSM's. I think this was mainly
done by some of the Wiring Girls. It would then be tested by
Engineers. When up and running, it would emit a great whirring
sound, something like a couple of dozen washing machines! Finally,
the machine was fitted with sheet metal covers leaving only the drum
shafts visible.
For a time, later on,
I was moved to a room at the back of what was then the Fusarc
factory (they made welding rods) further down Icknield Way, almost
opposite to Irvins, with Albert Butt, Eric Palmer and three of the
Wiring Girls. Our job was to assemble and test a separate unit made
of an angle iron frame which was about 3 feet wide and deep, 5 feet
high with a sloping front, to which were fitted three rails of
connectors with the associated cabling. I believe they were
connected to the Bombes by a standard Hollerith ‘Quick Link' cable
and provided cross plugging facilities to enlarge the range of
decoding. We were provided with an automatic test set incorporating
a uni-selector, which detected short and open circuits.
After this, I
returned to the Department in No 1 Factory and worked on the fitting
bench, making brass bars on which to mount solenoids with plungers,
which were fitted to the keys of Remington Electromatic Typewriters
imported from USA, so that they could be electrically operated from
the Bombe.
The Wiring Girls made
cable forms for the inter-connection wiring on the Bombes, and also
assembled the decoding drum. Cabling was formed by running wires
along a route of nails used as posts on a large wooden board, and
then terminated by brass plugs or spade clips soldered at the ends.
The girls assembling drums would sit at rows of benches with
individual lamps because of the fine work involved.
One of the jobs given
to us apprentices was to make the special tools used by the girls
assembling the drums, such as miniature screwdrivers, plug insertion
tools, and a tool for adjusting (‘tweaking') the wire commutator
brushes.
Most Fitters had
their own tool chest, and I still have mine with some of the tools
used in those days. It is a Neslein, purchased from Brookers in
1943.
Worker comforts:
I remember that at about
9.00–9.30am a trolley would come round with tea, coffee, hot
chocolate, and rolls with sausages. From 10.30–11.00am and
3.00–3.30pm. Music While You Work would be broadcast over the
factory Tannoy, then at 5.00–5.30pm music from BTM's own records
would be played.
Food parcels:
BTM then had a business relationship
with IBM in the United States. We were therefore privileged to
periodically receive the very welcome food parcels, which came over
from IBM. We then thought that Spam and Tex lard were luxuries!
Air Raids:
As far as I know, the
Germans had no knowledge of the BOMBES or where they were made. The
nearest we got to being bombed was when a long range petrol tank
fell off an American Lockheed Lighting fighter plane fell into
Cromwell Road some 20 feet from the factory where we were working.
Stephen Hare
January 1996
These notes were in a folder in
The First Garden City Museum I had requested I have a copy for
background information only. I then made contact at the last know address
of Stephen Hare but sadly he had passed
away some months after writing this article to paper. Mrs Hare
kindly gave me permission to use the article in full. |