How Grandad Went to War

   Philip Brewin recalls his part in the early part of WW2

How I Went To War - 6

With our Battery now up to full combat strength it was time to sharpen up our firing skills at Aberporth Firing Camp in Cardigan Bay, Wales, a good hutted practice camp with all facilities and a NAAFI canteen.

Aberporth Firing Camp

Nothing was relaxed about the atmosphere in the gun park on the cliff edge where there were 3.7 inch static guns and fixed Command Posts.

Shoots were strictly monitored and there was great competition between Sections and between the different Batteries.

Some curious events occurred during our stay there - the frequent discharge of a strange object from an adjoining establishment.

It would head out to sea with a great ‘swoosh’ and fall into the sea without exploding; it was never aimed at the drogue as far as we could see.  Enquiries revealed that it was an experimental rocket gun being tested and these guns, when in service, would prove to be very effective.

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