by Ben Macintyre
In 1941 at the height of the desert conflict, a bored and eccentric soldier named David Stirling had an idea for a new kind of war, one that involved small groups of men hitting behind enemy lines where the German and Italians least expected it. He was joined in this endeavour by fellow officers Jock Lewes and Robert ‘Paddy’ Mayne. Things get off to a terrible start when Stirling’s first parachute jump into the desert ends with him hospitalised. He recovered to sneak into general headquarters to present his plan to the senior staff and was granted permission to form a special operations unit given the name “L Detachment, Special Air Service Brigade” to reinforce disinformation that British Intelligence had been sowing that there was a new British parachute regiment. Stirling, Lewes and Mayne set about recruiting the right kind of soldiers for their outfit; born fighters who weren’t afraid to break the rules and be unconventional.
Their first mission is a disaster, when they parachute behind enemy lines terrible weather disperses the men and a third of the raiding force ends up killed or captured.
This wasn’t the end of the nascent battalion though, and when they changed tack from parachuting behind enemy lines to allowing the Long Range Desert Group to transport them by truck, they proved much more successful, appearing like ghosts from the desert to cause havoc on enemy airfields. There are many battles to be fought, at first in North Africa, then Italy, and finally the invasion of France on D-Day and the onward march into Germany.
I’d really enjoyed the BBC series and so asked for the book for Christmas, but purposefully set it aside as I wanted to forget at least some of the details of this show before I read it. In hindsight I wish I’d read it earlier because it is a jolly good read. Much like the show itself Macintyre’s book is a curious mixture of boys own adventure and the grim realities of war, albeit at least in the first part of the SAS’ existence there was more romanticism, perhaps because of the desert setting, perhaps because neither side was quite so brutal (although Macintyre never shies away from the horrors of war, in particular the occasion when SAS soldiers opened fire on a canteen full of unarmed Axis soldiers which is far from the Geneva Convention), still the early years of the SAS are more open to an adventurous flourish than later. Things would become truly horrible in Europe, culminating in SAS soldiers liberating a concentration camp.
Macintyre’s writing is very good, and I got a much better feel for several characters who blurred into one another in the TV show, whose focus had by necessity been on Stirling, Lewes and Mayne. Macintyre was given access to the regimental archives, and though there’s some inference that some things may have been exaggerated, it’s clear that most of what’s described took place in some shape or form, and that the work of the SAS in World War 2 was as grimly heroic as it was ludicrous, and a swathe of eccentrics weave in and out of the story. The SAS were unconventional warriors, and they attracted unconventional individuals, not only to their ranks, but also comrades from other areas, and even their enemies on occasion.
I’ve read things that suggest Stirling wasn’t quite the leading light that he appears to be, and that in fact it was Mayne who was the true driving force behind the SAS, and I have to say that in many ways in both the book and TV series, Mayne is far more intriguing. Stirling appears to be an easily bored man who struggled to find a place in the world and failed at most things he tried before (and after) his time with the SAS and to some extent self-promotion was his main talent, for example there’s the story of his discarding his crutches to sneak into headquarters, which I’ve read elsewhere was something of a fabrication.
One should always have a degree of wariness about any history text and this is no exception, but all in all it’s a hugely enjoyable read. Highly recommended.