I went to war with two Spitfires and a Battle, a ground staff mainly of volunteers and just twelve 'week-end' pilots. The author served as 609 squadron Intelligence Officer. Some belgian pilots flew in this squadron...
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I went to war with two Spitfires and a Battle, a ground staff mainly of volunteers and just twelve 'week-end' pilots. After fifteen months seven of the twelve were dead and the rest exhausted, yet it had been the first Spitfire squadron to claim a hundred victories. It landed twice in France as fighter escort to Winston Churchill; and when its Spitfire where withdrawn 609 reached its second century on Typhoons.
It started and ended as a squadron of Yorkshiremen, yet became perhaps the most international brotherhood in arms since the Crusades. If few of them discovered what Riding was, warrior from the United States, Poland, the Commonwealth, France, Norway and above all Belgium, flew, lived, laughed and often died together in mutual devotion to the West Riding Squadron. Between 1936 and 1957 it had twenty-one Commanding Officers, three oh them Belgian. To them 609 was six-Cent-Neuf.
The author served for three years as its Intelligence Officer and was mentioned in Despatches. He also kept its war diary and knew most of its changing wartime personalities. With the help oh the survivors he has brought a unique squadron back to life in a tale that is outstanding of its kind.