War bride stories for ANZAC Day

The 7.30 Report - ABC

This year, the fate of Australian war brides has been getting a lot of attention. Last night's story on 7.30 Report (link above) was a pretty charming interview with a couple of WWII war brides from Australia who ended up in America. (The sprightly 90 year old was nicer than the other one, but she did remind me somehow of Barry Humphries in drag.) Go have a look at the video.

There's also a recent book out (Swing By Sailor) about 669 war brides who went to England in 1946 on a semi-converted British aircraft carrier. This Bulletin article summarises the story:

If any of the brides was apprehensive about what lay ahead, she tried not to show it when the ship left on July 3, 1946. It had cost £16,000 to convert the aircraft-carrier to house 700 women, crew and demobbed sailors, a total of 1854 on board. Berths and bathrooms replaced aircraft hangars; a soda fountain, cinema and even a hairdressing salon were installed. But, writes Dyson, Captain John Annesley "had no idea how unruly a warship of brides could be".

"One of the captain's first talks was about sex not rearing its ugly head on his ship," recalls Monk. Even before the ship had left the Heads, however, there was "carrying on", she says, hooting with laughter. "It was like a smorgasbord to some of the girls - so many lusty young men available."

Hey - I thought it was about going to be with your new spouses! Just goes to show that images of a prime and proper pre-1960's world of sexual behaviour are far from accurate. Also, it sounds like Sydney may have had somewhat of a gay reputation even then:

Edna Wroe met her husband Eddie Monk in front of a jukebox at Playland arcade on Pitt Street. He was blond, blue-eyed and in a tight-fitting sailor's uniform, she says, and "if I wasn't fending the girls off, it was the guys trying to pick him up".

But back to this sex voyage:

As the ship entered warmer climes and the women sunbathed on deck, forbidden liaisons multiplied so quickly that "chastity rounds" were instituted. Monk was one of a dozen women whose husbands were travelling with them. Finding a "nookie hole" proved difficult, she says, because everywhere "was already occupied. Our secret spot was in one of the gun turrets. Being a gunner, Eddie knew".

All this fun can its consequences, though:

Word got back to some of the waiting husbands of affairs between their wives-to-be and crew. Telegrams would arrive saying, "Don't come. You're not wanted". Those who received no letters from their husbands began to wonder if anyone would be there to meet them. Indeed, some Aussie war brides were left stranded; others slipped away with their newfound British sailor boyfriends.

I also heard on Radio National recently a repeat of a documentary about Japanese war brides in Australia. It was very good, but there appears to be no audio or transcript available. The culture shock of moving from Japan to, say, Canberra at that time (as I seem to recall one of them did) must have been enormous.

These are not stories of great hardship, compared to what goes on during war itself, but as social history related to war, it's all very interesting in its own right.