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Address: 82 Stonehall Road, Eccleshill
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Regiment: Bradford Pals
Alfred Blackburn
We know very little about Alfred’s
background. The first we read of
him is in a photo-gallery caption
published in the Shipley Times &
Express on 22 June 1917 to say he
was missing.
Then, on 10 August, the paper
revealed:
Mr and Mrs Blackburn of 82 Stone
Hall Road, Eccleshill, received a
field postcard from Germany on
Monday from their son, Pt Alfred
Blackburn to tell them he had been
made a prisoner of war on February
27th.
The parents were previously
notified from the War Office that he
was missing and the anxiety they
have passed through can better be
imagined than described during
over five months of suspense. He
sent a letter a few days after being
captured but this was never
received.
Pte Blackburn, who is in the
Bradford Pals, also states that he is
in the best of health and going on
as well as can be expected.
Alfred was freed after the 1918
armistice and the story of his
experiences as a PoW were
published on 3 January 1919:
When Pte Alfred Blackburn, West
Yorkshire Regt, returned to his
home at 82 Stonehall Road,
Eccleshill last week after having
been a prisoner of war in Germany
for 22 months, he looked
so fit and well that all his
friends complimented him
on his appearance.
“That’s all due to the
parcels I have received
from home,” was his
reply.
He fought on the Western
front for a year before he
fell into the hands of the
Germans in February
1916 under the following
circumstances.
Five hundred of the West
Yorkshires were told to
capture a position which was
strongly held by the Germans and
their effort was to be a surprise
attack without the aid of artillery.
The Germans were posted in a
wood at the other side of a valley
and gave them a dose of machine
guns with the result that a great
number of their men were killed
and the remainder had to seek what
shelter they could get.
Shell craters
Some scrambled into shell craters
full of water. They had hoped to
‘stick it’ all day and get back at
night but that was not to be.
All the officers had been killed and
the sergeant-major in charge asked
the men what they were prepared to
do.
Those most
unfavourably
placed were for
surrendering and
as it was useless
for the others to
continue the
struggle, they
gave in after five
hours’ fighting.
Only 60 were left
out of the 500 and
of the survivors,
20 were wounded.
On reaching the
German lines they
were interviewed and were told of
the landing of the British
Territorials in France. Then they
were marched off to a barn and
locked in and were left three days
without food.
For ten months they were
compelled to work behind the
German lines mending roads and
laying railways.
They were often under fire of the
British artillery. Fortunately there
were no casualties in Pte
Blackburn’s section and after ten
months they were sent to Wahn and
later to [unclear] to work on the
land.
It was their policy to report sick as
often as possible and to make as
much work for the guards as they
could.
He had undergone three days
solitary confinement for not
saluting a German officer and he
had stolen many a turnip from the
cookhouse in the dead of night to
satisfy his hunger.
One night two of them slipped out
on this errand and on hearing
someone call out they thought they
had been discovered. They bolted
and did their best to hide the
turnips beneath their coats.
Bluff
The guard was standing underneath
an electric light close by the door
they had to enter and there was
nothing left for them to do but to
bluff him and this they did by
marching boldly forward.
They sometimes managed to evade
a working party by scrambling
through a window and at other
times they got into the hut where
the Russians were for their huts
were seldom visited by the
Germans.
Pte Blackburn says that amounts of
money were offered to prisoners for
their clothing and that one day he
was threatened with a bayonet
because he refused to part with a
bobbin of black cotton.
His guard demanded the cotton
while they were in a working party
but Blackburn lifted up his shovel
in self-defence and the guard
pressed matters no further.