I think Sir Humph might be a tad busy with University exams and such right now. All we can do is wait patiently (in a rather anxious impatient way!)
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The "most powerful man in the country" HAS NO ENEMIES? Ludicrous, not the hair brained singer either. Tag
I've been in hospital, so no updates at the moment, or in the forceeable futire I'm afraid. 
hope u get better. Any stressful situation lately? You know 80% of illness are mental
Get well soon Sir Humph! I miss Sacred Grove! And you of course!
Take as much time as you need.
Take as much time as you need.
Sir Humphrey said:I've been in hospital, so no updates at the moment, or in the forceeable futire I'm afraid.
I'm sorry to hear that old chum. Get well soon.
1.
30th January 1938 "Early Meanderings"
"If this government is going to fall, then not let it be because of me, but let it be because of Ireland. Let Ireland be the deathbed of the Labour Party in this country, so that we can save this country that is being ravaged by this socialist wreck of a government." Mr Chamberlain said over a glass of wine. Mr Chamberlain continued. "One Nation is collapsing around Anthony, poor fellow. You almost have to feel sorry for him, who by all rights was a decent foreign secretary, shame his views got in the way of things. Well, to the future, and to your future prospects Alfred."
Alfred Duff-Cooper appeared to lightened up at the praise that the leader of the opposition was bestowing upon him. "Of course. The very fact Neville that I am here now talking to you would indicate that things are rather precarious for the current government. And I can report to some degree of certainty that in all regards, One Nation can no longer function as a political entity in this country, alas it is only Anthony who cannot see the wheat from the chaff and come to terms with the situation." Mr Chamberlain nodded in budding agreement. "Of course, in return the Foreign Office will be mine. One expects it, for favours done in the past."
Mr Chamberlain seemed little concerned as the promises had been ones of political expediency and haste. "Just as I would expect you to. As foreign secretary, you would of course have to deal with the four humbugs that are going to come crashing into the interests of this nation at any moment. Ireland. Palestine. Germany. Italy. We must secure the Med, and if that means courting the Italians, well so be it. I understand that you, would beinclined to conclude a treaty with Rome, than with Berlin. The Italians are the lesser of concern for Britain, and would provide, god forbid a second front for German hostility should European peace not prevail, as I hope it does. That is why we are rearming dear Alfred. That is why we are building ships and aeroplanes like madmen, spending millions on contracts, in the vain ironic hope that we must not send our men to die. We must preserve peace, the British people demand that of us. If the Zionists in Palestine are unwilling to accept our policy - well bully for them. Palestine is a mess, that we cannot deny. It is my opinion, and will be the policy of my government that the Balfour declaration has been met, and that motion forward towards statehood can be achieved for Palestine. No point in sending more bloody commissions to tell us what is wrong with the place. A viable state there must be built - but not with the continued spilling of British blood. Let the Arabs secure it, get LordGort or whoever is in charge in Cairo to use the Arab Legion from Trans-Jordon for the worst work. Alfred, tough decisions have to be made, and Palestine will be a sticking point in the future, but for the region and for British interests, you understand?" Mr Chamberlain smiled, in a slightly unnerving fashion.
Alfred Duff-Cooper (Left) - Seeker of high office under Chamberlain.
Mr Duff-Cooper looked almost uneasy. "Of course Neville. That is without saying. When we are in government, Foreign Policy must be conducted with the greatest of pleasure, then the Home Front can be directed with greater focus. Europe could be heading towards a very difficult time. Peace inEurope must be maintained, and the territorial expansions of Germany must not be left to foster a new age of conflict. Herr Hitler's intentions on Austria were forced, we could do little and the French were unwilling to commit to a military campaign to save Austria from unification with Germany, but were willing to be give a thrashing to a few rebellious Spaniards." He paused for a moment, but Mr Chamberlaininterrupted his thought. "It is not in Mussolini's interests to have an all powerful Germany in Europe, that is just as damaging to his affairs and policy as it is to ours, and if the Italians are firmly within in our camp, it would present Germany - we're going round in circles here. Look anyway Duff, I must cut our little meeting short, you know people to see and things to do. Politics is so time consuming these days."
Within the realm of Whitehall, the government lurched on, whist out in the streets, the first of the protesters were gathering for the day. Waving placards and signs protesting the failings of the government, they marched, cordoned off by a ring of black clad police, whilst the letters to the major newspapers grew more terse and foreboding. Mr Atlee had become the tragic target of the despair of the nation, failing that of Anthony Eden, whose modest political acumen had been relegated to the back benches, and his own virgin party rapidly succumbing to the perversions of the rampaging Conservative Party. Malcolm MacDonald and Earl De La Ware were deeply concerned over the issues and desperately fighting any action to save their party - they would have the most to loose should One Nation fail into the political abyss, that was likely to beset it.
Mr Chamberlain had retreated to his office in London, and was quietly pursuing the London Times, when he was disturbed by a lanky man in a bowler hat. Mr Chamberlain drew his gaze away from the pages. "Good to see you Edward. How did the hunt go in the downs?" Mr Chamberlain prodded as he lit a cigarette.
Lord Halifax gently grasped his bowler hat from his head and promptly sat down, stretching out his long legs. "As well as could have been expected, for the time of year. How, if I dare ask are we to conduct ourselves? The Germans are growing restless. We read of dreadful acts in Austria, or what was formally Austria and the Germans press their claims and Herr Hitler speaks to the nation about supporting the determination of the ethnic Germans in the Sudetenland. It is my belief that this will foam and froth until something must be done. Will your man at the Foreign Office, who ever he is of course, be able to deal with it?"
The leader of the Opposition reclined further into his seat. "Edward, it is all under control. You need not worry so. It depends on what the French are up to, with this damn silly intervention in Spain - that has done a lot of good for the stability of Europe."
The end of the "Peninsular" War - pockets of resistance would still remain for the French Army.
Lord Halifax appeared somewhat lucid. "Sarcasm never goes far." He said with a slight grin. "The French are a wild bunch, totally devoid of any character, and scared stiff of having a hostile Spain on their Southern border. Its purely academic now Neville at any rate. The French have totally smashed through the rebel lines. Putting up a fairly good show as it is. Thing is though, Blum and his chums may get silly ideas about intervening in other places. It has set a very dangerous precedent." Lord Halifax said, in a concerned manner.
Mr Chamberlain retorted to his companion, "The French will not be so hasty to react the next time, if there is indeed a next time. And we mustn't forget, that the French are advancing against poorly organized, demoralized forces, that for all intensive purposes are withdrawing into the depths of the peninsular, that will be defeated at any time now. Should, god forbid we have to fight against Hitler's Prussian butchers in the fields of France, let us hold our heads high and know that we did everything to prevent it, and god willing marching into Berlin with the least of fuss."
Lord Halifax snorted. "Let us hope that is does not come to that. Cooler heads will - no must prevail. That would be the last resort, and god willing it will not come to it. I will make it so. The British people will expect nothing less than peace in Europe. Herr Hitler is reasonable, I doubt that he is a madman so deluded with power that he would do anything approaching something so silly as trying to totally conquer Europe." He sniffed and almost raised himself from the chair but held back. "We cannot show the Germans any weakness. The increases in the Royal Navy and the rearmament plans of the Royal Air Force are doing fantastic work for us. I under understand, that the Commonwealth is less than eager to support the rearmament plans?"
Mr Chamberlain replied, "That's the issue in a nutshell Edward. There unwilling to send out overt expenditure when they are still recovering from the economic depression. Oddly enough, as it happens, the rearmament has stirred up some activity - its not all doom and gloom and at least the budget isn't as bad anyone thought."
"Bully for Atlee then." Was the reply of Viscount Halifax. "How long until the election, and until our dear Labour friend makes the journey down to Fort Belveder to seek an audience with the King?"
"Not for long. Of course, we shall seek an impasse. It will not be as messy as last time, going through the motions. Atlee is predictable. When his position remains impossible to maintain, he will go to the country, rather than try and fight the commons on its terms. He will naturally be defeated - even his trade union companions are having doubts about his capacity for leadership. And when we stroll into Number Ten, with our heads held high and a safe majority in the Commons, we can direct this country towards its proper destiny - the maintenance of the British Empire and all her peoples. The Conservative Party is the natural party of government, the British people are inherently conservative. Are we to deny them their nature?" Mr Chamberlain said in a cocky fashion.
"Naturally. The richest traditions and finest traditions of the land Neville. The honest to true heart Englishman, the yeomanry and so forth. Trust in him, and you shall be rewarded."
Mr Chamberlain was slightly annoyed at the patronizing tone of Lord Halifax, who was widely regarded to be granted a high office of state. Indeed, it was widely speculated in the friendly papers - particularly those of Max Beverbrook that the positions in and outside the cabinet would be hotly contested should the Conservative Party win an election. "As soon as we know for sure, I will call the relevant people around and set the process in motion. I am sure the King will indulge me as soon as possible, should he not be otherwise engaged with a vital activity of state." Mr Chamberlain gave a sly smile at his lude remark. "When we are in government, we are going to have to reorder the defense staff and move things along. Labour has been stalling for to long over the Royal Air Force rearmament plans. I think I ought to raise that in the house at the next opportunity. Would prove suitably annoying to Atlee and his cohorts."
Both men laughed at the thought. Lord Halifax was less concerned. The House of Lord's was far tamer compared to the animal house that was the Common's, in which the aspiring political gangs conducted their foul business. The mood in Parliament as a whole however had turned nasty, with visible discontent within the Labour ranks, which had spilled out into the streets. The left wing of the party - particularly spearheaded by the former Board of Trade President, Stafford Cripps and the star of the left wing of the Labour Party, Aneurin Bevan was hounding Mr Atlee more than Mr Chamberlain. Clement Atlee was under serious pressure to act, yet he remained muted by inaction praying that the situation would prevail and the exhausting pressure would be relieved. It was not to be so. Beset by problems and an increasingly undisciplined back bench, he would be forced to call for a general election, in the hope, that it would lead to the inspirations of greatness, to which he so espoused.
30th January 1938 "Early Meanderings"
"If this government is going to fall, then not let it be because of me, but let it be because of Ireland. Let Ireland be the deathbed of the Labour Party in this country, so that we can save this country that is being ravaged by this socialist wreck of a government." Mr Chamberlain said over a glass of wine. Mr Chamberlain continued. "One Nation is collapsing around Anthony, poor fellow. You almost have to feel sorry for him, who by all rights was a decent foreign secretary, shame his views got in the way of things. Well, to the future, and to your future prospects Alfred."
Alfred Duff-Cooper appeared to lightened up at the praise that the leader of the opposition was bestowing upon him. "Of course. The very fact Neville that I am here now talking to you would indicate that things are rather precarious for the current government. And I can report to some degree of certainty that in all regards, One Nation can no longer function as a political entity in this country, alas it is only Anthony who cannot see the wheat from the chaff and come to terms with the situation." Mr Chamberlain nodded in budding agreement. "Of course, in return the Foreign Office will be mine. One expects it, for favours done in the past."
Mr Chamberlain seemed little concerned as the promises had been ones of political expediency and haste. "Just as I would expect you to. As foreign secretary, you would of course have to deal with the four humbugs that are going to come crashing into the interests of this nation at any moment. Ireland. Palestine. Germany. Italy. We must secure the Med, and if that means courting the Italians, well so be it. I understand that you, would beinclined to conclude a treaty with Rome, than with Berlin. The Italians are the lesser of concern for Britain, and would provide, god forbid a second front for German hostility should European peace not prevail, as I hope it does. That is why we are rearming dear Alfred. That is why we are building ships and aeroplanes like madmen, spending millions on contracts, in the vain ironic hope that we must not send our men to die. We must preserve peace, the British people demand that of us. If the Zionists in Palestine are unwilling to accept our policy - well bully for them. Palestine is a mess, that we cannot deny. It is my opinion, and will be the policy of my government that the Balfour declaration has been met, and that motion forward towards statehood can be achieved for Palestine. No point in sending more bloody commissions to tell us what is wrong with the place. A viable state there must be built - but not with the continued spilling of British blood. Let the Arabs secure it, get LordGort or whoever is in charge in Cairo to use the Arab Legion from Trans-Jordon for the worst work. Alfred, tough decisions have to be made, and Palestine will be a sticking point in the future, but for the region and for British interests, you understand?" Mr Chamberlain smiled, in a slightly unnerving fashion.
Alfred Duff-Cooper (Left) - Seeker of high office under Chamberlain.
Mr Duff-Cooper looked almost uneasy. "Of course Neville. That is without saying. When we are in government, Foreign Policy must be conducted with the greatest of pleasure, then the Home Front can be directed with greater focus. Europe could be heading towards a very difficult time. Peace inEurope must be maintained, and the territorial expansions of Germany must not be left to foster a new age of conflict. Herr Hitler's intentions on Austria were forced, we could do little and the French were unwilling to commit to a military campaign to save Austria from unification with Germany, but were willing to be give a thrashing to a few rebellious Spaniards." He paused for a moment, but Mr Chamberlaininterrupted his thought. "It is not in Mussolini's interests to have an all powerful Germany in Europe, that is just as damaging to his affairs and policy as it is to ours, and if the Italians are firmly within in our camp, it would present Germany - we're going round in circles here. Look anyway Duff, I must cut our little meeting short, you know people to see and things to do. Politics is so time consuming these days."
Within the realm of Whitehall, the government lurched on, whist out in the streets, the first of the protesters were gathering for the day. Waving placards and signs protesting the failings of the government, they marched, cordoned off by a ring of black clad police, whilst the letters to the major newspapers grew more terse and foreboding. Mr Atlee had become the tragic target of the despair of the nation, failing that of Anthony Eden, whose modest political acumen had been relegated to the back benches, and his own virgin party rapidly succumbing to the perversions of the rampaging Conservative Party. Malcolm MacDonald and Earl De La Ware were deeply concerned over the issues and desperately fighting any action to save their party - they would have the most to loose should One Nation fail into the political abyss, that was likely to beset it.
Mr Chamberlain had retreated to his office in London, and was quietly pursuing the London Times, when he was disturbed by a lanky man in a bowler hat. Mr Chamberlain drew his gaze away from the pages. "Good to see you Edward. How did the hunt go in the downs?" Mr Chamberlain prodded as he lit a cigarette.
Lord Halifax gently grasped his bowler hat from his head and promptly sat down, stretching out his long legs. "As well as could have been expected, for the time of year. How, if I dare ask are we to conduct ourselves? The Germans are growing restless. We read of dreadful acts in Austria, or what was formally Austria and the Germans press their claims and Herr Hitler speaks to the nation about supporting the determination of the ethnic Germans in the Sudetenland. It is my belief that this will foam and froth until something must be done. Will your man at the Foreign Office, who ever he is of course, be able to deal with it?"
The leader of the Opposition reclined further into his seat. "Edward, it is all under control. You need not worry so. It depends on what the French are up to, with this damn silly intervention in Spain - that has done a lot of good for the stability of Europe."
The end of the "Peninsular" War - pockets of resistance would still remain for the French Army.
Lord Halifax appeared somewhat lucid. "Sarcasm never goes far." He said with a slight grin. "The French are a wild bunch, totally devoid of any character, and scared stiff of having a hostile Spain on their Southern border. Its purely academic now Neville at any rate. The French have totally smashed through the rebel lines. Putting up a fairly good show as it is. Thing is though, Blum and his chums may get silly ideas about intervening in other places. It has set a very dangerous precedent." Lord Halifax said, in a concerned manner.
Mr Chamberlain retorted to his companion, "The French will not be so hasty to react the next time, if there is indeed a next time. And we mustn't forget, that the French are advancing against poorly organized, demoralized forces, that for all intensive purposes are withdrawing into the depths of the peninsular, that will be defeated at any time now. Should, god forbid we have to fight against Hitler's Prussian butchers in the fields of France, let us hold our heads high and know that we did everything to prevent it, and god willing marching into Berlin with the least of fuss."
Lord Halifax snorted. "Let us hope that is does not come to that. Cooler heads will - no must prevail. That would be the last resort, and god willing it will not come to it. I will make it so. The British people will expect nothing less than peace in Europe. Herr Hitler is reasonable, I doubt that he is a madman so deluded with power that he would do anything approaching something so silly as trying to totally conquer Europe." He sniffed and almost raised himself from the chair but held back. "We cannot show the Germans any weakness. The increases in the Royal Navy and the rearmament plans of the Royal Air Force are doing fantastic work for us. I under understand, that the Commonwealth is less than eager to support the rearmament plans?"
Mr Chamberlain replied, "That's the issue in a nutshell Edward. There unwilling to send out overt expenditure when they are still recovering from the economic depression. Oddly enough, as it happens, the rearmament has stirred up some activity - its not all doom and gloom and at least the budget isn't as bad anyone thought."
"Bully for Atlee then." Was the reply of Viscount Halifax. "How long until the election, and until our dear Labour friend makes the journey down to Fort Belveder to seek an audience with the King?"
"Not for long. Of course, we shall seek an impasse. It will not be as messy as last time, going through the motions. Atlee is predictable. When his position remains impossible to maintain, he will go to the country, rather than try and fight the commons on its terms. He will naturally be defeated - even his trade union companions are having doubts about his capacity for leadership. And when we stroll into Number Ten, with our heads held high and a safe majority in the Commons, we can direct this country towards its proper destiny - the maintenance of the British Empire and all her peoples. The Conservative Party is the natural party of government, the British people are inherently conservative. Are we to deny them their nature?" Mr Chamberlain said in a cocky fashion.
"Naturally. The richest traditions and finest traditions of the land Neville. The honest to true heart Englishman, the yeomanry and so forth. Trust in him, and you shall be rewarded."
Mr Chamberlain was slightly annoyed at the patronizing tone of Lord Halifax, who was widely regarded to be granted a high office of state. Indeed, it was widely speculated in the friendly papers - particularly those of Max Beverbrook that the positions in and outside the cabinet would be hotly contested should the Conservative Party win an election. "As soon as we know for sure, I will call the relevant people around and set the process in motion. I am sure the King will indulge me as soon as possible, should he not be otherwise engaged with a vital activity of state." Mr Chamberlain gave a sly smile at his lude remark. "When we are in government, we are going to have to reorder the defense staff and move things along. Labour has been stalling for to long over the Royal Air Force rearmament plans. I think I ought to raise that in the house at the next opportunity. Would prove suitably annoying to Atlee and his cohorts."
Both men laughed at the thought. Lord Halifax was less concerned. The House of Lord's was far tamer compared to the animal house that was the Common's, in which the aspiring political gangs conducted their foul business. The mood in Parliament as a whole however had turned nasty, with visible discontent within the Labour ranks, which had spilled out into the streets. The left wing of the party - particularly spearheaded by the former Board of Trade President, Stafford Cripps and the star of the left wing of the Labour Party, Aneurin Bevan was hounding Mr Atlee more than Mr Chamberlain. Clement Atlee was under serious pressure to act, yet he remained muted by inaction praying that the situation would prevail and the exhausting pressure would be relieved. It was not to be so. Beset by problems and an increasingly undisciplined back bench, he would be forced to call for a general election, in the hope, that it would lead to the inspirations of greatness, to which he so espoused.
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Schemes and opposition very good writing.
A Welcome return and fine addition to the British AARs.
A Welcome return and fine addition to the British AARs.
Sir Humphrey said:
Alfred Duff-Cooper (Left) - Seeker of high office under Chamberlain.
Now that made my afternoon. Not in drag today it seems.
*Edit* Wow, one post in almost 2 years. I could've swarn I'd posted more...
Sir Humphrey said:
I think it's bloody rude of Halifax to saunter into Chamberlain's office without having removed his hat.
Sir Humphrey said:
I thought this passage quite striking - there is no doubt that Chamberlain would have regarded the party as the 'natural' one of government, although he himself despised the term conservative and constantly reminded his colleagues that he was raised as a liberal. So, perhaps he would not have been so cocky about his observation, after all.
It is very encouraging to see you back on writing form, Sir Hump.
How wonderful to have you back, Sir H. Hope that denotes an upturn in your health. As always, a fascinating take on British politics. Good to know that Our Dear Neville will soon be in control of the polity again.
Vann
Vann
Now that's what I call making a return with style, my friend.
Once Neville steps back into Number 10 (which I can't believe I'm actually looking forward to. Ah, a good dose of Atlee gov't will do that to a man, eh?), I have the feeling things, which have been quite interesting to date, are going to get quite a bit more interesting. Especially with all the political in-fighting that has been and will continue to go on.
Welcome back, Sir Humps, and bring us some more!
Once Neville steps back into Number 10 (which I can't believe I'm actually looking forward to. Ah, a good dose of Atlee gov't will do that to a man, eh?), I have the feeling things, which have been quite interesting to date, are going to get quite a bit more interesting. Especially with all the political in-fighting that has been and will continue to go on.
Welcome back, Sir Humps, and bring us some more!
Fantastic update Sir H and nice ot see you back on the boards, I hope you're feeling better
I must concur with Draco, Sir H has managed the seemingly impossible: Not only making one wish for the return of Neville but also feel sympathy for that grade A twunt Atlee.
Two miracles and I await the third with baited breath!
Two miracles and I await the third with baited breath!
Seems you're feeling better. Also, I for one hope Blum continues intervening, its the only thing that might save France from Germany.
Edit: Also, does this mean you have recovered from your seizures and are getting better. I sure hope so!!
Edit: Also, does this mean you have recovered from your seizures and are getting better. I sure hope so!!
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GeneralHannibal - That may be, but I doubt it is doing much for Anglo-French relations.
El Pip - I think maybe that without the experience of the war, as well as the political currents, the policies of Atlee didn't sit to well. Obviously the Labour Party still has tremendous appeal to certain people, but things were not looking to bright for Atlee and Co. The question remained, however if he is forced in opposition, will he keep the top job, or will the party turn to the factional heads.
Jape - Better, but its proven very difficult to write updates of late.
Draco Rexus - Its unfortunate that Mr Chamberlain has cancer of the Stomach, which makes his long term prospects (ie past 1940) pretty grim.
Vann the Red - Neville in charge of the ship of state? Makes you think fondly of Captain Bligh.
Allenby - Mute point. A failing of research, and one that will be covered in the revised PDF. Or something of that nature.
El Pip - I think maybe that without the experience of the war, as well as the political currents, the policies of Atlee didn't sit to well. Obviously the Labour Party still has tremendous appeal to certain people, but things were not looking to bright for Atlee and Co. The question remained, however if he is forced in opposition, will he keep the top job, or will the party turn to the factional heads.
Jape - Better, but its proven very difficult to write updates of late.
Draco Rexus - Its unfortunate that Mr Chamberlain has cancer of the Stomach, which makes his long term prospects (ie past 1940) pretty grim.
Vann the Red - Neville in charge of the ship of state? Makes you think fondly of Captain Bligh.
Allenby - Mute point. A failing of research, and one that will be covered in the revised PDF. Or something of that nature.
2.
14th February 1938 "White Knight"
Jaffa Cakes sat on the silver tray like a rocky outcrop. Mr Chamberlain bit into a Jaffa Cake, feeling the gentle sweetness enter his mouth and advance down his throat. Pausing to digest his cake, Mr Chamberlain spoke when his mouth was free. "Your majesty." He began, without sounding patronising. "You have indicated that the current distress within the country is not acceptable." The King, slowly nodded, as would an oriental wise man. "Further still, the current government cannot maintain a majority in the House of Commons under anything but the most strenuous of circumstances." There was now silence as both men contemplated the situation.
The King, after a moment was taken to digest his thoughts, finally opened him mouth. "Mr Chamberlain. I cannot enter the politics of my realm, yet at the same time, it is immensely disturbing to me the way in which the current government has conducted itself. Your former collegue Mr Eden has proven, as it were to be the lynch pin that brought the entire structure falling down?" The King continued. He waited for a moment, whilst his thoughts festered in his head. "The Prime Minister has indicated to me at a previous meeting, to which I must observe his confidence in our discussions, that change will come, sooner rather than later. The Prime Minister will seek to call a general election and dissolve Parliament. I do not intend to partake in politics Mr Chamberlain; let me make that clear. But things need to change, and that time for change is now." For the King, was gravely worried over the fate of the nation and its people. In his mind, he recalled his tour of the ravaged Welsh valley's, one that had moved him to tears at the sadness and hopelessness of the people left depraved, hungry and listless.
Mr Chamberlain seized the moment. "Your Majesty. The vision you have been granted is insurmountable. You have in affect read the mood of the country like a book." Mr Chamberlain stared directly into the soul of the King. "The country will not put up with the current folly that is the failed policies of this Labour government. I thank you, for understanding the undercurrent that has presented itself. However, my colleges and I must prepare for the forthcoming election. There is considerable work to be undertaken, and preparations to be made - if we are to win." Mr Chamberlain said, rather glaringly.
He was soon to leave Fort Belevedre for the return journey to London, and whilst the car jumped and jostled along the road back to the seething metropolis, Mr Chamberlain remained in deep thought, for political deals would have to be made, and Mr Chamberlain's destination was the London apartment of Lord Stonehaven, the Chairman of the Conservative Party.
Chamberlain caught by the press, evidently in a jovial mood.
Lord Stonehaven paced the room, his cheeriness at odds with the grim nature that befallen Chamberlain. The pace moved to more of a stroll, as he gently combed his moustache with his finger before speaking. "Alright Neville. Whats the batting order. We must set the momentum for the forthcoming campaign." He continued to pace around the room. "Well Neville. Do you think it can be done?"
Mr Chamberlain appeared almost livid at the suggestion. "Without a hesitation. But, for the moment, we cannot concern ourselves with the trivialities of who gets what." There was a pause as he thought. "As party Chairman, you will be critical in helping keep the wheels of the machine well oiled, as it were. You guidance of the party will be essential." Chamberlain said, playing up the importance of the party chairman. Lord Stonehaven paused, thought, then stroked his moustache again. "You have my total support, for any course of action you deem fit, for personal or party utilization." Mr Chamberlain put his hand on Lord Stonehaven's shoulder, to reassure him. Mr Chamberlain began in an almost dead tone. "Opening with Edward, following by Alfred, Winston, and Stanley, I need to speak to Stanley urgently about the upcoming election. His input will be of importance to me." He paused to think. "Follow that up with Philip, Dougy and John Anderson. That ought to be enough for now." He said to Lord Stovehaven, who remained ill at ease with the pace that Mr Chamberlain was setting for the evening, which would change utterly, the direction of Britain, her Empire and Europe.
Churchill & Halifax - Both increasing in power and influence in the Conservative Party.
The air was cloudy with smoke, if were not would indicate something amiss within the camp of the opposition. In the lounge of the flat, Mr Chamberlain and his colleges plotted and planned, some individually, others in small enclaves dotted around the room. Mr Churchill sought Mr Chamberlain. Lord Hailsham spoke with Lord Halifax. Sir John searched the pockets of Sir Philip for conversation and party matters, whilst others weaved between the small groupings. Relaxing in a large, soft chair that smelled of a thousand cigarettes, Mr Baldwin, the former Prime Minister and senior statesman of the Conservative Party appeared calm and at ease, his persona of the aloof country gentleman being played to the hilt, his pipe resting a jaunty, yet still respectful angle. Mr Chamberlain walked over and placed his hand on the shoulder of Mr Baldwin. "I tell you what Stanley, it may be presuming things just a little , but within this room is the next government. You will be a part of that government Stanley."
Mr Baldwin looked up at him, his old eyes still holding that certain brightness. "Neville, understand this. I will be happy to conduct myself with the affairs of state. Of course, there are some problems that can't be fixed with an act of parliament or a royal commission." He paused and gave a light laugh. "Ireland. Need I really say any more about that place. The treaties have been torn to ribbons, no government exists save a few individuals that survived the civil war and the march South. Of course Lord Craigavon, in his wisdom will make things - unpalatable. Ulster will be a big issue in this election, whether we like it or not. But I think, we have a consensus that we will not sell out the Ulstermen for the sake of extraction from the South. If that happens, we risk the possibility of a three way civil war not only in Ulster, but a bloodbath in the South, should the army be withdrawn. The IRA is still very active, along now emerging Bolshies, who are fighting with the American backed groups. Of course, Ambassador Edge would deny that, as I had dinner with him yesterday. However the arms still continue to get through on the most part, not just from the United States, but from Germany as well. Not that we can " Mr Baldwin looked up, and straight into the eyes of Mr Chamberlain. "Neville, go forth and win the election."
"So you say, so you say. Still, we cannot rest on our laurels. Atlee and his Labour chums will seek the dissolution of parliament. But we must remember, that we, the Conservative and Unionist Party cannot be seen to have been apart of the corrupted soul that was One Nation. That being said - I think it would be fair, that any person who realises the error of his ways and whose sins do not place to heavy a burden on his soul should be welcome in our ranks." Mr Chamberlain looked towards Mr Duff-Cooper in nodding approval. Mr Chamberlain continued. "I only wish to make a small speech, not to bother you with the intricate details that would only bog us down. I think, though I need not say, that this is to remain totally confidential to us here this evening." Mr Chamberlain knew that it would already be leaking from the room like a broken gas main. Most of the people were in the pocket of some news rag or even two, if by some miraculous chance of moral rectitude that it did not leak, Lord Beaverbrook would oblige with the obvious speculation, if he was not doing so already.
Before the dissolution of the gathering, Mr Chamberlain called a toast. "His Majesty the King." He declared, in a move away from his usual, sour demeanor. For, as Mr Chamberlain would rest on his bed, with his wife Anne in his arms "The first flowers of spring are soon to emerge, soon we can walk beneath the shade of the Ashes and Oaks by the river. Soon dearest Anne, soon."
14th February 1938 "White Knight"
Jaffa Cakes sat on the silver tray like a rocky outcrop. Mr Chamberlain bit into a Jaffa Cake, feeling the gentle sweetness enter his mouth and advance down his throat. Pausing to digest his cake, Mr Chamberlain spoke when his mouth was free. "Your majesty." He began, without sounding patronising. "You have indicated that the current distress within the country is not acceptable." The King, slowly nodded, as would an oriental wise man. "Further still, the current government cannot maintain a majority in the House of Commons under anything but the most strenuous of circumstances." There was now silence as both men contemplated the situation.
The King, after a moment was taken to digest his thoughts, finally opened him mouth. "Mr Chamberlain. I cannot enter the politics of my realm, yet at the same time, it is immensely disturbing to me the way in which the current government has conducted itself. Your former collegue Mr Eden has proven, as it were to be the lynch pin that brought the entire structure falling down?" The King continued. He waited for a moment, whilst his thoughts festered in his head. "The Prime Minister has indicated to me at a previous meeting, to which I must observe his confidence in our discussions, that change will come, sooner rather than later. The Prime Minister will seek to call a general election and dissolve Parliament. I do not intend to partake in politics Mr Chamberlain; let me make that clear. But things need to change, and that time for change is now." For the King, was gravely worried over the fate of the nation and its people. In his mind, he recalled his tour of the ravaged Welsh valley's, one that had moved him to tears at the sadness and hopelessness of the people left depraved, hungry and listless.
Mr Chamberlain seized the moment. "Your Majesty. The vision you have been granted is insurmountable. You have in affect read the mood of the country like a book." Mr Chamberlain stared directly into the soul of the King. "The country will not put up with the current folly that is the failed policies of this Labour government. I thank you, for understanding the undercurrent that has presented itself. However, my colleges and I must prepare for the forthcoming election. There is considerable work to be undertaken, and preparations to be made - if we are to win." Mr Chamberlain said, rather glaringly.
He was soon to leave Fort Belevedre for the return journey to London, and whilst the car jumped and jostled along the road back to the seething metropolis, Mr Chamberlain remained in deep thought, for political deals would have to be made, and Mr Chamberlain's destination was the London apartment of Lord Stonehaven, the Chairman of the Conservative Party.
Chamberlain caught by the press, evidently in a jovial mood.
Lord Stonehaven paced the room, his cheeriness at odds with the grim nature that befallen Chamberlain. The pace moved to more of a stroll, as he gently combed his moustache with his finger before speaking. "Alright Neville. Whats the batting order. We must set the momentum for the forthcoming campaign." He continued to pace around the room. "Well Neville. Do you think it can be done?"
Mr Chamberlain appeared almost livid at the suggestion. "Without a hesitation. But, for the moment, we cannot concern ourselves with the trivialities of who gets what." There was a pause as he thought. "As party Chairman, you will be critical in helping keep the wheels of the machine well oiled, as it were. You guidance of the party will be essential." Chamberlain said, playing up the importance of the party chairman. Lord Stonehaven paused, thought, then stroked his moustache again. "You have my total support, for any course of action you deem fit, for personal or party utilization." Mr Chamberlain put his hand on Lord Stonehaven's shoulder, to reassure him. Mr Chamberlain began in an almost dead tone. "Opening with Edward, following by Alfred, Winston, and Stanley, I need to speak to Stanley urgently about the upcoming election. His input will be of importance to me." He paused to think. "Follow that up with Philip, Dougy and John Anderson. That ought to be enough for now." He said to Lord Stovehaven, who remained ill at ease with the pace that Mr Chamberlain was setting for the evening, which would change utterly, the direction of Britain, her Empire and Europe.
Churchill & Halifax - Both increasing in power and influence in the Conservative Party.
The air was cloudy with smoke, if were not would indicate something amiss within the camp of the opposition. In the lounge of the flat, Mr Chamberlain and his colleges plotted and planned, some individually, others in small enclaves dotted around the room. Mr Churchill sought Mr Chamberlain. Lord Hailsham spoke with Lord Halifax. Sir John searched the pockets of Sir Philip for conversation and party matters, whilst others weaved between the small groupings. Relaxing in a large, soft chair that smelled of a thousand cigarettes, Mr Baldwin, the former Prime Minister and senior statesman of the Conservative Party appeared calm and at ease, his persona of the aloof country gentleman being played to the hilt, his pipe resting a jaunty, yet still respectful angle. Mr Chamberlain walked over and placed his hand on the shoulder of Mr Baldwin. "I tell you what Stanley, it may be presuming things just a little , but within this room is the next government. You will be a part of that government Stanley."
Mr Baldwin looked up at him, his old eyes still holding that certain brightness. "Neville, understand this. I will be happy to conduct myself with the affairs of state. Of course, there are some problems that can't be fixed with an act of parliament or a royal commission." He paused and gave a light laugh. "Ireland. Need I really say any more about that place. The treaties have been torn to ribbons, no government exists save a few individuals that survived the civil war and the march South. Of course Lord Craigavon, in his wisdom will make things - unpalatable. Ulster will be a big issue in this election, whether we like it or not. But I think, we have a consensus that we will not sell out the Ulstermen for the sake of extraction from the South. If that happens, we risk the possibility of a three way civil war not only in Ulster, but a bloodbath in the South, should the army be withdrawn. The IRA is still very active, along now emerging Bolshies, who are fighting with the American backed groups. Of course, Ambassador Edge would deny that, as I had dinner with him yesterday. However the arms still continue to get through on the most part, not just from the United States, but from Germany as well. Not that we can " Mr Baldwin looked up, and straight into the eyes of Mr Chamberlain. "Neville, go forth and win the election."
"So you say, so you say. Still, we cannot rest on our laurels. Atlee and his Labour chums will seek the dissolution of parliament. But we must remember, that we, the Conservative and Unionist Party cannot be seen to have been apart of the corrupted soul that was One Nation. That being said - I think it would be fair, that any person who realises the error of his ways and whose sins do not place to heavy a burden on his soul should be welcome in our ranks." Mr Chamberlain looked towards Mr Duff-Cooper in nodding approval. Mr Chamberlain continued. "I only wish to make a small speech, not to bother you with the intricate details that would only bog us down. I think, though I need not say, that this is to remain totally confidential to us here this evening." Mr Chamberlain knew that it would already be leaking from the room like a broken gas main. Most of the people were in the pocket of some news rag or even two, if by some miraculous chance of moral rectitude that it did not leak, Lord Beaverbrook would oblige with the obvious speculation, if he was not doing so already.
Before the dissolution of the gathering, Mr Chamberlain called a toast. "His Majesty the King." He declared, in a move away from his usual, sour demeanor. For, as Mr Chamberlain would rest on his bed, with his wife Anne in his arms "The first flowers of spring are soon to emerge, soon we can walk beneath the shade of the Ashes and Oaks by the river. Soon dearest Anne, soon."