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Revolutionary who trained Dads Army
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Tom Wintringham pioneered the International Brigades in the
Spanish Civil War and went on to train the Home Guard in guerrilla
warfare writes Dan Carrier
The Last English Revolutionary, Tom Wintringham 1898-1949
by Hugh Purcell. Sutton Publishing, £20.
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The Tom Mann centuria. Tom Wintringham is crouching centre
left

Tom recovering in London with Kitty in 1938
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THE Spanish dawn came as quickly as a theatre curtain opens,
wrote Tom Wintringham to his mother from a field dressing station
in Spain during the countrys civil war.
He was speaking of the morning in Jarama, a valley to the east of
Madrid and writing with a bullet in his leg, with no painkillers
and little hope of seeing a doctor in the foreseeable future.
But rather than display the silent charms of the Spanish countryside,
the sunrise brought a scene of military devastation.
Wintringhams comrades had been fighting to gain control of
a hilltop, a campaign he took charge of after the commanding officer
was shot, and had such poor odds of success that it became known
as Suicide Hill to the British International Brigade.
This was Wintringham as a soldier. He had gone to Spain to confront
fascism. But the communist activist, whose life is chronicled in
an informative biography by Hugh Purcell, was, as the daybreak phrase
suggests and as those who believe in a socialist utopia often are,
a romantic at heart rather than a fighter.
Purcells biography uses Wintringhams life to tell the
story of the evolution of left-wing politics during its most telling
phase the 1930s and is also about how a founder member
of the Communist Party of Great Britain eventually fell out of love
with the political philosophy he dedicated his life to.
The name Wintringham holds romantic connotations for the British
Left, particularly Camden left-wingers of the 1920s, 30s and 40s,
in whose circles he moved.
He settled in King Henrys Road, Primrose Hill, on his return
from Spain and became known locally for his hospitable nature
and it was from King Henrys Road he established a new, albeit
short-lived, political party the Common Wealth.
And from his Primrose Hill base came the work that made him a household
name: he wrote articles for the Picture Post, poetry, books, pamphlets
and articles for the Daily Worker.
Spain cemented his reputation and laid the foundations for
his work with the Home Guard during World War II, which gave his
military expertise respectability.
This is uncovered by Purcells research, which was helped by
a remarkable archive. As Purcell explains, he had been watching
Ken Loachs Spanish Civil War epic Land and Freedom with Wintringhams
daughter Lesley. The opening scene shows the granddaughter of a
veteran sorting through his possessions and Purcell was told
of similar suitcases kept in the home of Wintringhams elder
son in Brussels.
They were full of files, letters and pictures a biographers
dream, and, when combined with his public records and published
works, has allowed Purcell to create a complete picture of his subject.
Wintringhams life was complicated: he was not just a mirror
of changing political perceptions, as the reality of Stalins
version of communism undermined his loyalty to the Comintern, but
his private life too. Such was his popularity, when he was recovering
from the wound in 1938, four women who all called themselves Mrs
Wintringham appeared at his bedside.
He was married twice, and managed to keep on good terms with his
lovers two of which who were so in love with him they insisted
on taking his name, without nuptials.
Much of his time in Spain is covered in the book he wrote about
his experience, The English Captain, which covers the battle of
Jarama. But he leaves out the story of how he met and fell in love
with Kitty so it is down to Purcell to piece together the
story.
Kitty, an American journalist, wrote about meeting Tom in Barcelona.
She wrote: At Café Rambla, I eyed the group at a corner
table. I saw a moving forest of knees. Only the English could produce
anything so incredibly tall and fresh as those boys. Blankly and
coldly they looked at me as only the English can. Then a soft voiced
bald man touched my arm: You must join us. Relaxing
gradually I realised I was talking to a gifted conversationalist,
cultured, intelligent, witty.
Thats Tom Wintringham, I was told. Hes a
big shot in the English Communist Party, but hes an old sweetie.
The meeting between Tom and Kitty is not a just a good example of
the mores of a passionate man Purcell explains how it played
an important role in his disillusionment with the Communist Party.
It was not only the betrayal of the Spanish workers by the anti-revolutionary
Comintern that made Tom re-think his loyalties. When Kitty was labelled
a Trotskyite spy, and therefore Wintringhams own credentials
were called in to question, he realised he could no longer tow the
party line.
His war record between 1939 and 1945 was impressive: unfit for active
service he decided to lend his military expertise to the creation
of the Home Guard.
He saw the Guard as a bulwark against a Nazi invasion or,
more sinisterly, a fascist coup led by the British ruling classes
who Wintringham did not trust. He believed they were capable of
striking a deal with Hitler as they were more scared of Soviet Russia
than the Third Reich.
Wintringham set up a school to teach the tricks of guerrilla warfare
he wanted to change the idea of the Home Guard of being an
elderly milkman armed with a broomstick: he wanted an armed citizenry.
This linked in with a career of writing articles in publications
like Picture Post, The Daily Mirror, the New Statesman and Tribune
on such topics as how to make bombs and plan ambushes.
Above all, Purcells work is an enjoyable tale of the life
of one of the heroes of the British left: his story is worth telling
because as an individual he was interesting and it works
as an insightful appraisal of the politics of the mid-20th century.
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