It Never Snows in September - the Battle of Arnhem, 1944

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Throughout this article, I have used British military terms for German ranks, formations and so on to make comparisons and reading easier - for example, Armoured Division for Panzerdivision, and Major for Stürmbannführer, excepting a few such as 'Luftwaffe'. Where 'battalion' is used for a German unit, it is equivalent to about half a British battalion (which is in turn equivalent to an American regiment), and a German 'battlegroup' can vary hugely in size from its British equivalent, being anywhere between a battalion and a corps.

On 6 June 1944, the Western Front of the Second World War roared back into life as hundreds of thousands of British, American, Commonwealth and Free French soldiers stormed the beaches of Normandy and began their push inland. By the end of July, the Allies had encircled and destroyed an entire German army around the town of Falaise, and wherever it was struck Hitler's war machine fell back in disarray. By September nearly the entirety of France and Belgium had been liberated, and the Allies seemed poised to re-take Holland at any moment. The Nazi forces lacked any form of front line or centralised control, and there was terror among all ranks that the British would come to chase them back to Berlin.

Fortunately for the Germans, the Allied advance was severely limited by its supply lines. The direction of the attack meant that all of the ports on the English Channel, barring Cherbourg and the temporary Mulberry harbours erected on the D-Day beaches, were still held by the Germans and, since the railway network had previously been completely destroyed by Allied air-power, most supplies were coming in by truck along full-up, bomb-damaged roads; awkward, costly air-drops were a daily occurrence. It soon became clear that there was no way that enough supplies could be brought to the front to maintain the staggering pace of the Allied charge. These problems finally hit the Allies hard on 4 September when the entire British 2nd Army - whose spearhead XXX Corps, under Lieutenant-General Brian Horrocks, was on the verge of an almost unopposed crossing of the Rhine, the last water obstacle between the Allies and Germany - was forced to halt because of a lack of supply.

The Germans needed no prompting to exploit the time now made available to them and re-organised their fighting forces behind the Rhine with remarkable speed. Far from the unopposed thrust they had been expecting, when the men of XXX Corps finally resumed their advance they found the Germans unrelenting, and it took four days of vicious fighting just to secure two bridgeheads over a Dutch canal. It was clear even to General Eisenhower, at the head of the Allied forces in Europe, that his ideal plan of advancing with all of his forces along a broad front could not succeed, and his subordinate - the British General Bernard Montgomery - proposed that supplies be directed to a single army which could deal a knockout blow to the Germans and win the war.

Montgomery suggested several plans which he believed might achieve this, but the one that caught his superior's eye was code-named Comet. It called for the British 1st Airborne Division, under the command of Major-General Roy Urquhart, to drop by parachute and glider into Holland and to capture five critical bridgeheads. As this rather daring operation was taking place, the rest of the British 2nd Army would break out from the existing stalemate and secure each of the bridges in turn before turning their attentions towards a full-scale invasion of Germany. Eisenhower agreed that it should go ahead on 9 September, but as the date drew closer it became more and more apparent that even the formidable 1st would have no chance of capturing so many bridgeheads and holding them with the forces that it had available. Comet was called off and the British paratroopers breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Urquhart's first divisional command, and one that he had been somewhat surprised to attain; after the death of the division's first commander, Major-General Hopkinson, in Italy and promotion to the leadership of an Indian Airborne division of his only obvious successor there had been no good candidates for command within the Airborne forces. As such, this six-foot-two Scot from the Highland Light Infantry was given command, not without his opponents - particularly one Gerald Lathbury, of whom more later, who had been informally told that he would be promoted and given command of the 1st Airborne - who felt that a line infantry officer could not possibly understand the various considerations of airborne warfare. However, and luckily for the division, Urquhart was an exceptionally talented officer; and in the words of one of his battalion commanders, John Frost, he "very soon earned [his men's] complete respect and trust. In fact few generals have been so sorely tested and have yet prevailed."

Despite its rather suicidal implementation, Allied commanders had realised that the thinking behind Comet was exactly what they needed to achieve their knockout blow, and resurrected the plan in the form of Operation Market Garden. Rather than just the single British division, two American divisions - the "Screaming Eagles" of the 101st and the 82nd Airborne - would join the airborne component of the operation. The Americans would take the four bridges nearest to the front line - the 101st landing at Eindhoven and the 82nd at Nijmegen, while the British 1st Airborne Division took the furthest and most critical bridge at Arnhem. Within a few hours, lead elements of the 2nd Army - Horrocks' XXX Corps - would meet with the 101st, and it would be no more than two days until they had reached the 82nd as well. The British paratroopers would have to hold out for two and a half days at least, and then rather than being withdrawn along with their American comrades they would join the line as regular infantry.

To cope with this extra demand, a brigade of Polish paratroopers under the formidable and hugely experienced Major-General Stanislaw Sosabowski was added to the strength of the 1st Airborne. Sosabowski had first seen combat as a conscript and private soldier of the Austrian Army fighting against Russia in the Great War, and after its formation he had joined the new Polish Army as an officer. During the German invasion he was a Brigadier in command of an infantry formation, and escaped from the occupation to the Allied lines in France. After the retreat from Dunkirk he was evacuated to Britain and allowed to raise his parachute brigade in Scotland from Polish exiles. He soon gained the respect and admiration of all the troops under his command, as well as a reputation for stubbornness and being unafraid to argue with his British colleagues, regardless of their rank or status.

The operation was scheduled to begin on 17 September. If Arnhem could be secured, the British would be able to secure the rest of Holland and in doing so end both their supply difficulties and the rain of V-2 rockets which had recently been unleashed upon the citizens of London, and more importantly to drive into Germany itself and outflank the intimidating Siegfried Line, presenting a very real opportunity of ending the war in Europe at a stroke - an option favoured by Montgomery, an officer schooled on Waterloo, Omdurman - as modern to him as his own battles of the two world wars are to us - and the lure of the great clash of arms which could decide a war.

As glad they were not to be executing Comet, which would have been a suicide mission, there were still deep misgivings among Allied officers as to the risks involved in Market Garden. Airborne operations by their very nature are perilous affairs, relying almost entirely on the element of surprise and hugely vulnerable in their early stages to enemy attack, scattering due to bad weather, terrain or simply bad luck, and they would be hugely reliant on the success of other units: without support from the main body of British troops they would completely lack heavy tanks and artillery and so would be hugely outmatched if it came to serious dug-in fighting with the Germans. Perhaps the most worried officer in the planning room was Sosabowski, however for all his military intellect he recognised that there was no way to convince the others of his view and so tempered his criticism: the British by now viewed him, with some justification, as a man full of objections, but with few of his own ideas.

Furthermore, British intelligence with regard to their German foes was dangerously inaccurate. The Allies believed that the garrison of Arnhem would consist of about five platoons of Hitler Youth and Home Guard - men either too old or too young for the regular army and likely to disintegrate when struck a heavy blow by the elite paratroopers. In reality, there were two SS Armoured divisions in the town, and although these had been so heavily mauled by the fighting in Normandy that they numbered only about 6000, they were equipped with tanks and boasted some of the toughest, most determined and most experienced soldiers in the German Army. The British knew that these divisions - the 9th and the 10th - were there, but they had found out by Ultra intelligence (decrypting enemy transmissions) and so, to ensure that the Germans did not suspect that their transmissions were in fact being monitored, the Airborne Corps responsible for the operation was only told in very vague terms that the Germans would have some armoured troops, and accordingly the 1st had very little idea of exactly what there would be facing. Photos of massed tanks were sent in by Dutch resistance agents, but British Intelligence officers - having already been catastrophically betrayed by the same people earlier in the war - chose to ignore them.

The attitude of the paratroopers themselves and the ever-confident Airborne spirit also presented danger for the British. Most of the 1st's officers and men were veterans of North Africa, Sicily and Italy, but had remained in reserve throughout D-Day and since then had seen no fewer than 17 operations cancelled as ground forces ploughed through their drop zones days before they were scheduled to jump. An operation of the size of Market Garden would normally take months to prepare, but eager not to suffer the anticlimax of another cancellation, the Allied commanders took only a week to plan it. It became a grim standing joke around the men that while most operations were three-quarters planned and one-quarter improvised, the generals appeared to be reversing the figures for the Arnhem operation.

As if the situation was simply trying to get less and less convenient for the British, the aircrews of the RAF and USAAF brought their own problems to the table. Owing to the heavy use of gliders to bring in most of the division's heavy equipment and an entire air-landing brigade (including Major-General Urquhart, who had been deemed 'too large' for parachuting by no less a figure than his corps commander, the legendary Lieutenant-General 'Boy' Browning, father of the Airborne movement) certain drop zones needed to be large areas of open field, which could not be found within six miles of Arnhem. A force landing so far out would have to advance upon its objective praying that they did not encounter the Germans, for any contact would completely destroy the element of surprise and jeopardise the entire operation.

Parachutists, however, can jump into almost any terrain - if required they would have been able to drop onto the very streets and roofs of Arnhem itself. However, north of Arnhem was a very large German anti-aircraft battery, meaning that the closest the RAF could drop the paratroopers (since turning right and heading south to return would mean hitting the return path of the American aircraft dropping at Nijmegen) was eight miles from the town, rather than the drop zone one mile from the bridge which would have enabled it to be quickly stormed. To make matters worse, the number of available aircraft meant three lifts over three days would be required to transport the division rather than one, and the new moon meant that they would have to jump in broad daylight. All of this combined to mean that the element of surprise, a key principle of war and vital to the success of any airborne operation, would be totally thrown to the winds.

This did not trouble the British, however, who still believed that German opposition would be so weak that they could execute this far from perfect plan with success - after all, the division being tasked to do it was probably the finest in the British Army and its commanders still thought that they would be facing only irregular German troops who would probably being reeling again at the first sign of trouble. At the final briefing on 12 September, 'any questions?' was asked and, though not without a few worried faces, the room remained silent.

The eventual plan was as follows: Brigadier Gerald Lathbury's 1st Parachute Brigade would drop in on the first day, while the 1st Airlanding Brigade, divisional HQ and about half of the divisional artillery and support units landed by glider, all fairly close together between six and eight miles west of Arnhem. From there, Lathbury's men would advance and take Arnhem bridge, while HQ set up in the village of Wolfheze and the 1st Airlanding Brigade - drawn heavily from soldiers fresh out of basic training and as such on average the youngest brigade in the Airborne Corps - secured the drop zones for the second lift the next day. Browning took the strange and much-criticised in recent times decision to set up his own Corps HQ in Nijmegen, perhaps wanting to prove to his superiors that an Airborne operation could be effectively controlled from close to the battle-lines. In fact, this would mean he had very little influence over how the battle eventually played out.

When the morning came, the 4th Parachute Brigade would jump ten miles west of Arnhem, bringing with them the rest of the division. After a re-organisation, the division would move out and reinforce the 1st Parachute Brigade holding the bridge, then clear any remaining anti-aircraft defences from around the town. This would enable the Polish paratroopers to land just a mile south of the bridge the next day, in exactly the same drop zone that the RAF had refused to use for the British parachute drops of day one, which should by that point have been free of enemy interference. All being well, this force would be able to quickly and effectively secure the town, dig in and wait for the 2nd Army to reach them.

And so it was that on the night of 16 September and into the next morning bombs rained from the skies around the Market Garden area, as two Allied air forces removed any obstacles to the drops and landings. Strong and important German airfields and anti-aircraft batteries were completely wiped out, as were military barracks in and around the towns - one of which was a psychiatric hospital right next to one of the landing zones, which was destroyed by American bombers with the loss of some ninety civilians, many of whom were patients. The troops took off in their aircraft at 0945 hours, flying in a huge formation at just 1500 feet. As expected, some of the gliders came loose from their towing aircraft and were lost, but the vast majority of men grounded in this way escaped unharmed and joined the second lift the next day. Seeing the huge escort of fighter aircraft that the Allies had provided, the Luftwaffe did not take to the skies to challenge them, and fire from the ground was rarely very effective or long-lasting. The division's pathfinders jumped onto each of the drop zones at 1240, and by 1300 hours the first gilders were beginning to come down.

Despite some German resistance and the inherent danger of landing so many gliders in one place, casualties were remarkably few. A platoon from the South Staffordshire Regiment got into trouble when its glider landed almost right on top of a German machine-gun nest which opened fire as the men were leaving the aircraft, killing two and wounding seven of the thirty soldiers before they could destroy it. The landings were complete by 1340 hours and ten minutes later, with their general watching, the paratroopers began their jump. It was the cleanest major jump of the war; only one canopy failed to open and fewer men than usual suffered the injuries and broken bones associated with a hard landing.

After a brief re-organisation, the troops collected themselves and began the next stage of the operation. The South Staffords sent two platoons into the village of Wolfheze to clear out the remaining enemy forces, and the rest of their troops (about three companies) to join the rest of the airlanding brigade in setting up a screen around the drop zones. Once the village was clear, Royal Engineers moved in, and destroyed a battery of twenty-one 105-millimetre guns, useless to the British, by placing grenades in their breeches. The British then decided that the best course of action was to temporarily leave Wolfheze until it could be properly secured by the 2nd Army.
Obviously, when an entire Airborne division drops out of the sky just miles from a major military formation, somebody is bound to notice. Indeed, most of the German soldiers and officers in the Market Garden area watched the troops come in, yet few of them realised quite how large the overall landing was and none thought that this could be only the first of three lifts: one junior German officer is reported to have looked up and, mistaking the falling troops for snow, remarked "It never snows in September!" Furthermore, the Germans completely misjudged the objectives for the landings; Field-Marshal Model thought that they must be trying to capture him in his HQ at Oosterbeek and so relocated to Doetinchem, twenty-five miles east of Arnhem. However, they quickly gathered a broad image of what was going on and the German troops in the area readied themselves incredibly quickly.

The first Germans to organise and meet the threat were the SS Armoured Infantry of the Krafft Battalion, named for their commander, Major Krafft, which had spent the morning on exercise in the woods to the east of Wolfheze. Unlike the other German officers, Krafft realised that the British were trying to take Arnhem Bridge and took all of his men, as well as any German troops he could find along the way, to block the way. He ended up with just four hundred and thirty-five men, but established a firm line blocking all of the obvious paths from the British landing areas to Arnhem, hoping that the British would not realise just how small his force was and so he would be able to delay them long enough for the rest of the German troops in the area to sort themselves out and join him. He would later explain: "we knew from experience that the only way to draw the tooth of an airborne landing with an inferior force was to drive right into it".

The 10th SS Armoured Division was reasonably able to respond, but its sister the 9th was in a far worse position. Both divisions had been resting north of the Rhine, but in an effort to restore the battered formations to fighting standard the 9th had been ordered to hand all of their vehicles and heavy equipment to the 10th and thereafter to await transfer back to Germany, where they could be fully re-equipped with new vehicles. However, their temporary commander - the 32-year old Lieutenant-Colonel Harzer - had followed these orders rather loosely, precisely in case the Allies launched a major offensive and he found himself in need of them. Therefore they still had many of their tanks, but most of them were being serviced and therefore their tracks had been removed. As soon as the landings began they had rushed to re-assemble their vehicles and at 1730 hours received orders from Lieutenant-General Bittrich, in command of II SS Armoured Corps, to occupy Arnhem and destroy the British division. At the same time, the 10th were ordered to move as quickly as possible to Nijmegen Bridge and to deny it to the enemy. This would entail crossing the Rhine first, which meant using Arnhem Bridge - which meant reaching it and crossing it before the British did.

By midnight, the Germans had set out the basic plan to turn back the British offensive. The 9th SS Armoured Division were to resist the British in Arnhem itself, and other troops were sent in to help them - Armed Forces Command Holland were bringing their local defence units in; about three-and-a-half thousand men organised into the von Tettau Battlegroup, which would attack the British troops from the west. Further troops would be gradually brought into battle if and when they became available - Harzer later talked of how Model was a fantastic improviser and an energetic man who did not tolerate laziness, and when the colonel told his superior that he did not have enough troops Model simply replied "I'll get you some".

In contrast to the remarkably smooth running of the German war machine, the British were running into trouble on the drop zones. The 1st Airborne's HQ signallers raised communications, and quickly discovered that their radios were not working properly. They had known that their radios were only designed to carry a signal for about five miles, meaning that the drop zones would be out of contact with each other - as they were eight miles apart - until the second day, but they had not appreciated that the built-up and wooded terrain meant that their radios could not carry for even very short distances: except over open ground, which was in rather short supply. Even worse, the American squadron - the only American unit present at Arnhem - in charge of liaising with the fighters circling overhead had forgotten to check the frequency on their VHF radio sets, with the result that the division had no means of contacting its air support - which was under strict orders not to attack any ground target without prior instructions from observers on the ground.

The combined effect of this was that the 1st Airborne Division not only lacked any air support at all (barring keeping the Luftwaffe off its back) but could not communicate with anyone outside of the Arnhem area to tell units arriving on the subsequent days if resistance intensified to such an extent that the drop zones should be moved. If everything proceeded according to plan, this would not be a problem, but if it did not things would start to go very wrong, very quickly - and the pattern so far was not exactly encouraging. One unit, however, had a back-up plan - the eccentric Major Digby Tatham-Warter of A Company, 2 PARA, had worried about the reliability of his radios before the operation and as such had trained his men in the same bugle calls used to direct their forebears against Napoleon, which turned out to carry very well over the noise of gunfire and bombardment.

With the drop zones secured, the 1st Parachute Brigade - composed of the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Parachute Battalions which make up the regular component of today's Parachute Regiment - moved off along three separate routes to capture Arnhem Bridge, unaware of the race that had developed between themselves and the Germans. At 1500, 2 PARA - joined by Brigadier Lathbury and his HQ - moved along the lower route, codenamed 'Lion', along the river while 3 PARA took the central route, named 'Tiger', along the road towards Utrecht. Lathbury was an intelligent and experienced officer, and as such in his planning had identified two main weaknesses in his division's plan - one, that he was being asked to operate without a friendly force which could help him if things went wrong, and two, that the drop zones were too far from Arnhem Bridge to be able to capture the objective with a surprise attack.

His solution to these problems was twofold. 1 PARA left the drop zone half an hour after the rest of the brigade, and moved off along the 'Leopard' route to the north, with a view to take the high ground in that area and in doing so to overlook the Main Supply Route via which the enemy would send their reinforcements. If a reserve was needed, 1 PARA would be behind the leading edge of the brigade and would be able to divert from its course to assist - a fact which worried its commander, Lieutenant-Colonel Dobie, who thought that if a German counter-attack came at all it would most likely come from the north and therefore his men would have to react to it, rather than standing ready to provide support to another hard-pressed battalion.

To achieve the element of surprise, a reconnaissance squadron under one of the battalion's oldest hands, Major Gough, was sent out along the 'Leopard' route in jeeps and told to take the bridge as quickly as possible. These jeeps were reasonably good killing weapons - each one had two powerful Vickers machine-guns fixed to it - but were not designed for real combat; the hope was that Gough would be able to reach the bridge quickly and before the Germans could gather in force his comrades would be there to assist. Unfortunately, they experienced difficulties getting the jeeps out of the gliders and as such had to move out not with the main body of the brigade but half an hour later at the same time as 1 PARA. As a result of this, they ran straight into Major Krafft's blocking line and, having never intended to actually fight through opposition, Gough was forced to withdraw with the loss of eight men in two jeeps and await new orders.

Despite the problems with the radios, Gough managed to send word separately to both Lathbury and Urquhart that he had encountered serious resistance and not been able to reach the bridge. Hearing this, Lathbury set out in his jeep to inform his battalion commanders to press on as quickly as possible, since there would be no friendly troops waiting at the bridge. Urquhart, not knowing that Lathbury had heard what was going on, himself set out by jeep in order to brief the Brigadier, eventually catching up with him while the latter was visiting the 3rd Battalion - whose men were rather surprised to be playing host to both the Brigadier and the divisional commander when both were supposed to be back at their respective HQs. Urquhart has been criticised by some for this decision, as it hugely reduced his ability to control his troops for some thirty hours, but with the intelligence available to him and no use of radio communication he had no other option; the commander needed to be present to direct and advise Lathbury, and a runner would certainly not have been adequate. That the two became trapped was more bad luck than bad leadership.

3 PARA's spearhead was B Company, commanded by Major Peter Waddy. It was these men who hit first contact with the Germans, shortly after the Brigadier's arrival, seeing a staff car appear right in front of them from off a side road and filling it with their bullets. All of the occupants were killed, including, unbeknownst to the paratroopers, General Kussin, Commandant of Arnhem, who was returning from visiting Major Krafft and rather unwisely making his way back to his headquarters by car, unaware of quite how many paratroopers were now infesting his command. Waddy's men had scarcely gone another few hundred yards when the ground erupted around them - they in turn were coming under very heavy and dangerously accurate fire.
 


In front of the paratroopers was about a company from the Krafft Battalion, supported by a self-propelled gun. The British had not expected armoured opposition at this stage - having been grossly misinformed about the two divisions facing them - and so had no anti-tank weapons to hand: therefore, in a bid to seize the initiative from the Germans, Waddy led his men in two groups down either side of the road. This bought them enough time to bring up a 6-pounder anti-tank gun, but the Germans noticed it and destroyed it with a shell before it could fire. The paratroopers threw bombs at the tank, although it was too far away to throw with any degree of accuracy, and even tried firing the large Bren Gun at its vision slit. Luckily, the Krafft Battalion did not have enough men to engage the British in a sustained firefight, and the Germans withdrew, leaving the road open for B Company to press on.

The next contact came at about 1830, when A Company at the rear of the battalion came under heavy machine-gun and mortar fire from the woods nearby. They fought the Germans in that area for the next two hours, and it was clear that the enemy would be using such delaying tactics all the way along the 'Tiger' route to Arnhem. As such, the CO, Lieutenant-Colonel Fitch, took the decision to have C Company detach from the column, move north, and go around the Germans by attacking along the railway line. This gave his men the chance to move faster than a crawl and maybe to reach their objective on time, but it meant that the remainder of the battalion was, in military parlance, 'fixed' - stuck. A Company was in contact, and so B Company, although free to advance, could not risk moving off until their comrades had caught up for fear of committing the cardinal sin of 'splitting the callsign'; presenting an exploitable gap to the enemy and preventing the two halves from supporting each other effectively.

It was therefore decided that 3 PARA should halt in the Hartenstein Hotel, in Oosterbeek. They were joined there about seven hours before dawn by an exhausted A Company, and Fitch was keen to press on along the same route as C Company to get into Arnhem past the Germans. Unfortunately for him, he had not only his own immediate superior with him but his divisional commander as well, and both men, seeing the state of the paratroopers coming in, made the wise decision that the battalion should rest overnight. Both were in the awkward position of being separated and cut off from their respective HQs by the immense danger of moving across the German-held territory, leaving the division cut off from both its general and the man who was looked to as his deputy. Urquhart for his part was somewhat comforted by the arrival of what he described as 'a massive shape'. "From now on, sir" it informed him, "I'm your bodyguard". The 'shape' was none other than the 3rd Battalion's much-feared Regimental Sergeant-Major, John Lord, a six-foot-two former Grenadier Guardsman known throughout the battalion for his courage in action and unswerving insistence on the very highest standards of discipline and military bearing.

The 1st Battalion, advancing along the 'Leopard' route to the north, was faring little better than the 3rd. Its commander - Lieutenant-Colonel Dobie - met Major Gough and what was left of the Reconnaissance Squadron on the way and was told of the enemy forces in his way. Accordingly, he decided to head further north onto the main road towards Amsterdam, outflanking the enemy. This involved heading through the forest, and it was in these woods that R Company came under fire from some German infantry. Progress was resumed after a brief firefight, but as they reached the Amsterdam Road they contacted firmer enemy resistance given by the Luftwaffe signallers and armoured vehicles of the Weber Battlegroup. Although barely trained, Weber Battlegroup was determined and held the paratroopers in the woods until dusk. The British view of the Germans as unlikely to present serious resistance was rapidly fading.

2 PARA, under Lieutenant-Colonel John Frost - who had been awarded the Military Cross as commander of the famous Bruneval Raid on a German radar installation on the French coast in 1942 - managed to avoid the bulk of the German forces: Krafft's battalion had not had enough men to block every route into Arnhem and so had based their defence between the railway line and the Utrecht Road, leaving the 'Lion' route along the river almost undefended. The paratroopers still hit some opposition, but A Company - leading the way under Major Tatham-Warter - dealt with all the enemy they encountered very quickly. Almost as soon as they had moved away from their drop zones, 3 Platoon encountered and destroyed a small convoy of lorries carrying one of Krafft's reconnaissance platoons, and 2 Platoon charged down an enemy ambush after the company came under mortar fire from nearby woods. When they reached Oosterbeek, the paratroopers were greeted warmly by the Dutch people there, to such an extent that the regiment's officers had to politely move people on to ensure that the crowds did not hold up the advance.

The paratroopers had a significant task ahead of them. They needed to not only reach and capture the bridge itself, but they had to seize and control the railway bridge four miles to the west, as well as a small pontoon bridge near the main objective. With that in mind, C Company detached from the main part of the battalion and headed south-east to the railway bridge, hoping to cross it and from there be able to move onto the southern end of Arnhem Bridge, as the battalion's officers were very worried about the danger of attacking a bridge from only one end, allowing the Germans to concentrate all of their firepower on a very small area. This was however a major tactical dilemma for Frost, as to do so meant leaving C Company on the opposite side of a river and unable to either give assistance to or to receive help from their brothers in the other two companies should there be trouble. The man who would lead them in this dangerous operation was the company commander, Major Victor Dover.

Dover was something of a regimental legend by this point in his career. While just a Lieutenant, his company commander had received an opening for a Captain in the unit, but could not decide whether to promote Dover or another Lieutenant. The three men decided, at Dover's suggestion, that the job should go to the first of the two subalterns to be wounded - Dover won. He had been awarded the Military Cross for his actions in Sicily, where having landed nearly twenty miles from his intended drop zone, along with one Corporal Wilson of the Royal Signals, he had to make his way through the enemy-infested countryside back to the British lines. The two men set about disrupting German communications along the way, not by simply cutting telephone wires, but re-joining different lines together so as to completely confuse their signals. Despite many close shaves with German patrols and sentries, the pair eventually reached the vanguard of the British lines, which was held by the Durham Light Infantry - who responded to their greeting with a hail of machine-gun fire. Shouting that he was on their side, and throwing his maroon beret into the air, Dover heard the shout "Are you paras?" from the Durhams, to which he yelled back "No, you stupid bastards, we're the babes in the wood!"

C Company made their attack on the bridge with the efficiency and aggression which had become the hallmarks of the Airborne forces. 8 Platoon gave covering fire and directed the battalion's heavy mortars to lay down a smokescreen, while Lieutenant Barry led 9 Platoon to assault the bridge proper. The terrain was far from perfect; they had to cross a considerable distance of perfectly flat, open ground, and having sprinted that far 9 Platoon had no choice but to crouch down by the bridge and catch their breath. In the event, this saved their lives: a second later there was an almighty noise as the German defenders, realising that the situation was hopeless, blew up the central part of the bridge. The dismayed platoon came under sniper fire, Barry was wounded, and they were forced to fall back. Now without any hope of making his two-pronged attack from here, the CO ordered Dover to bring his company back to the rear of the main battalion formation, and to attack a German HQ on the northern bank.

The main advance towards Arnhem proceeded rather better, although not as smoothly as the paratroopers would have liked. A Company, still in the lead, suffered a few casualties from an armoured car attack, but it soon withdrew once the paratroopers brought up an anti-tank gun. Shortly after, they came under heavy fire from a machine-gun position on an area of high ground known as Den Brink. 2 PARA was in no mood to be stopped, however, and sent B Company to advance upon Den Brink and to capture it. 6 Platoon under Lieutenant Cane led the way, but as they did so they were attacked by yet another machine-gun nest, killing Cane along with three of his platoon. The company managed to hack their way onto Den Brink, but the enemy were too well dug-in for them to destroy them - however, the British managed to keep them busy until darkness fell, whereupon, invisible to the Germans, they disengaged and crept off via the streets below.

Frost's only remaining chance of making the two-pronged attack on Arnhem Bridge was the pontoon located about a mile to its west. Aerial reconnaissance had told them that the central span of the pontoon was moored alongside the riverbank, and with no means of re-connecting it the paratroopers would have to either locate boats - usually not too difficult in a town like Arnhem - or improvise some other method of getting across. Tatham-Warter and A Company entered Arnhem just as it was getting dark, and dealt with the occasional bursts of German opposition quickly. When heavier resistance manifested itself in the form of armoured cars, he took the astute decision to side-step them, moving through houses and back gardens to avoid having to fight at all. At one stage, Frost himself used this method, and ordered the entire battalion to move through a single house and garden, much to the surprise and displeasure of the owner.

By 1930 hours A Company was in position at the northern end of Arnhem Bridge, taking up positions on either side of the large ramp raised on pillars which led up to it. Frost had worried that by the time his men reached the bridge the Germans would have destroyed it - indeed several German officers had wished to do just that and to scupper the British operation from the off, but Model had refused, since he hoped to use it for his own counter-offensive - but he was now in full control of its northern end and A Company had lost only a single man, having killed or captured one hundred and fifty Germans.

During the night, A Company made two attempts to capture the other end of the bridge. They could find no means of using the pontoon, so had to send troops over Arnhem Bridge itself: the first probing attack, made by just seven men, was beaten back when it became apparent that the Germans were willing to contest the bridge. 2 Platoon, under Lieutenant Grayburn, made a more substantial attack later on, but encountered a German pill-box which raked them with machine-gun fire from close range. Taking cover, they called for Royal Engineers to come up and destroy the pillbox with a flamethrower, but the sappers aimed wide and managed to ignite several buildings alongside the intended target. One of these buildings turned out to be the Germans' ammunition and fuel store, and the resulting explosion set fire to the very paint-work of the bridge at which point both sides decided to keep well away from it. A nervous attempted crossing by German lorries later on only made the fire worse, as the British quickly destroyed them, and it became clear that approaching the bridge was no longer a wise move.

Even though he had avoided the bulk of the German forces, Frost by now understood that the opposition he was facing in Arnhem was far stronger than his briefings had suggested, and so sent a radio message to the rest of the brigade asking for assistance - unaware that the other two battalions had faced far more difficulty than his own. Somehow, despite the built-up terrain and poor signal of the radios, Lieutenant-Colonel Dobie's 1st Battalion received the message with perfect clarity, and having already realised that his objective of taking the high ground to the north was unfeasible, sent his men to help out with all haste. They moved through the night, turning the engines off in their vehicles and moving them by hand past the Germans so as to arrive without any unnecessary delays from the enemy.

T Company took point and pushed on to gain the road further east, but they were under continual attack from enemy tanks, against which their own anti-armour weapons were of quite limited effectiveness. Knowing that the Germans wanted to delay him and not willing to oblige them, Dobie abandoned his plan of taking the Amsterdam Road and instead ordered T Company to advance through the woods to the south of the road, towards the railway line and onto the bridge. They marched on through the night, leaving guides to show R Company - which was still battling the Germans to the north - the way once they got out of contact, and making their way along the railway line under constant attack from German patrols. This presented a serious problem as troops would often deal with German attacks, only to find that they had become separated from the men in front - the column was by now over a mile long - and that they were completely lost in the dark. The Germans mopped up any stragglers that they found and by morning 1 PARA had suffered ninety casualties, twelve of them fatal, and lost contact with nearly half of the battalion.

At about 2130 the Krafft Battalion withdrew - not realising that the 1st Parachute Battalion and most of the 3rd were already behind them to the north-east, and that the 2nd had bypassed them altogether - worried that they would soon be outflanked. Krafft sent a post-battle report to the head of the SS himself, Heinrich Himmler, although it was very self-gratifying and far from reliable. Despite this, his men had held up the British, who had intended to be at the bridge by nightfall, admirably and he had allowed the rest of the 9th SS Armoured Division to establish a firmer defensive line closer to Arnhem itself. The Major was recommended by Harzer for the Iron Cross for his leadership.

The paratroopers' success was a major thorn in the side of the 10th SS Armoured Division, which had not been able to get enough men across the Rhine to carry out their planned defence of Nijmegen against the Americans. With access to the bridge from the north quite firmly controlled by the British, the only option still available to the 10th had been to use a ferry at Pannerden, six miles to the east, to transfer men and equipment across the river. This was progressing at an agonisingly slow pace, and so the 9th SS Armoured Division was ordered to clear out the British troops at Arnhem Bridge and re-open the route to Nijmegen. To do this, they formed Brinkmann Battlegroup, composed of the 10th's reconnaissance battalion - the 9th's was away scouting in Nijmegen - eight tanks, and four companies of infantry.

As well as Dobie and what was left of the 1st Battalion, the 3rd Battalion with its two senior officers in tow had been moving since about 0400 hours and was advancing towards the bridge. Also coming was B Company of 2 PARA, whom Frost ordered to cease their efforts to find a way to cross the pontoon bridge and shore up the defences around the main bridge. By now, German opposition was tough, and the company had to fight its way to join their paratrooper comrades - 4 Platoon, at the rear, was forced to take cover in a house and became cut off from the rest of the company. With no way of breaking out and no hope of rescue from the rest of the hard-pressed brigade, they fought and defended the house for the next twenty-four hours, refusing to give in. They sent a last radio message, heard by their comrades distraught at their inability to help: "ammunition exhausted. We shall fight on and not surrender - God save the King". The rest of their company arrived at the British defences about 0530 hours on the morning of Monday 18 September.

Major Dover's C Company were also making their way to the bridge, but were further behind and encountering serious difficulty. They had been carrying out their orders to attack a German HQ north of the bridge, sheltering overnight in a hotel near the St Elizabeth Hospital, when Frost's call for assistance came through. Dover led his men south through the town, and a small group of his men managed to slip off and join up with the rest of their battalion, but before long his force was cornered by a much larger unit of German troops, as it was impossible to move around without detection in the urban terrain in broad daylight. After a brief exchange of fire it was clear that the situation was hopeless, and Major Dover ordered his company to lay down their arms and surrender.

Frost's forces at the bridge now numbered some three hundred and forty of his own battalion, as well at one hundred and ten men from brigade HQ - less, of course, the Brigadier himself, who was still with the 3rd Battalion - just over one hundred Royal Engineers who had accompanied the headquarters, four anti-tank guns, and thirty men of the Service Corps. In addition, twelve glider pilots and what was left of Major Gough's reconnaissance squadron had found their way to the bridge as well, following behind 2 PARA. Frost was also rather unexpectedly greeted by C Company of 3 PARA, the unit which had been detached by Fitch to advance along the railway line. Their company commander, Major Lewis, had decided to have them form up as if on a route march and proceed to the bridge openly, hoping that the Germans would assume any that unit moving about so brazenly would have to be one of theirs. The plan worked, so well in fact that once they had arrived and Major Lewis had left his men to explain to Frost what was going on, two of his platoons found themselves marching alongside real German troops about to attack the British defenders. The paratroopers set upon their enemy with the bayonet, and threw them back, but the two platoons were soon cut off and taken prisoner, meaning that Lewis could only bring in forty-five of his original hundred men. Despite this, their arrival had brought the defence up to seven hundred and forty men - rather respectable, considering the circumstances.

The only German attack on Sunday night was against A Troop of the 1st Parachute Squadron, Royal Engineers, in the library on the northern edge of the perimeter. The sappers had only been in the building for a few moments when shots started coming in, and although they soon forced the enemy to disengage they realised that the building was too vulnerable to attack, and so withdrew to the nearby school-house about twenty yards to the south, joining fellow Royal Engineers from B Troop. Parts of the 3rd Battalion's C Company, when they arrived, came to join them as well. Lieutenant-Colonel Frost considered launching another attack down the bridge once the fires had burnt out, but he realised that it was too well defended by German mechanised troops for this to have any real chance of success: however, since the paratroopers were able to bring down fire all around the bridge, it would take only the most token effort from XXX Corps once they arrived for the bridge to fall into British hands.

As the sun came up it became obvious that the rag-tag band of British defenders was totally surrounded, but Frost was confident that they could hold out until the rest of the division arrived, which he reasoned would be no more than a matter of hours. If anyone had the pressure of time, it was the Germans, who needed to get the British out of their way as soon as possible to enable them to deal with the Americans at the other bridges. Brinkmann Battlegroup had underestimated just how firmly the British could defend their ground, and their numerous probing attacks made throughout the night and into the morning resulted only in heavy losses in men, machinery, and morale. Seeing the maroon berets worn by their prisoners, the Germans christened the paratroopers 'the red devils', a nickname that they wear with pride to this day - although some have said that the name comes from seeing them in North Africa, covered in the red mud of that region, but this seems less likely.

At 0930, British sentries reported that they could see armoured cars approaching the other end of Arnhem Bridge. At first, the paratroopers assumed them to be the Irish Guards, who were to spearhead the advance of the Guards Armoured Division, and so XXX Corps and entire the 2nd Army, into Arnhem, arriving early, but when they got closer it became clear that they were German - the reconnaissance battalion of the 9th SS Armoured Division, back from their scouting mission in Nijmegen. They tried to race through the British, and the paratroopers decided to draw them in by letting the first four through, but the following vehicles were met by a ferocious barrage of bullets and anti-tank rounds. German infantry rushed across to help their brethren, but the British fire was so heavy that they could not get more than halfway across, and for the next two hours the paratroopers battered the Germans and any reinforcements that they sent in to assist. Eventually the enemy pulled back, leaving twelve of the battalion's twenty-two vehicles wrecked on the bridge along with seventy of their four hundred men, including their commander: Captain Viktor Graebner, who had only the previous day been given his Knight's Cross for bravery in Normandy.

Throughout Monday the attacks continued to be repulsed with heavy losses, including several tanks, although the British did abandon three buildings on the south-east edge of the perimeter as the Germans all but destroyed them. A carrier pigeon was sent back to England to tell of what was happening: the bird was reluctant to take off at first, but a few parade-ground words of encouragement from the RSM soon sent it on its way. Major Wallis, commanding the 2nd Battalion in Frost's stead, was killed that night: he was a softly-spoken man who could not always be easily understood, and when challenged by a friendly sentry his answer was not heard and he was shot in the chest - as a comrade of that sentry explained, "it was at a time when the next shape in a doorway could be the enemy, such was the proximity of the fighting; response time was very short, and a German grenade had a short fuse".

Divisional HQ, still sitting on the drop zones, was worried. It was clear, although no word had actually come from them, that the 1st Parachute Brigade's situation in Arnhem was far from ideal and that the enemy were putting up much more of a fight than had been expected. To make matters worse, the general was still missing, and German radio broadcasts were claiming that he had been killed. Urquhart's Chief-of-Staff, Lieutenant-Colonel Mackenzie, had been told that, if anything were to happen to Urquhart, command of the division should pass to Lathbury, but in the Brigadier's absence the next choice was the commander of the 4th Parachute Brigade, Brigadier Philip Hicks. Mackenzie sent for him at 0700 hours, and informed him that he was now in charge of the 1st Airborne.

Hicks was understandably keen to get help to the paratroopers in Arnhem itself, but his options were rather limited by the fact that the only infantry formation available to him was the 1st Airlanding Brigade, which was fully committed to the vital task of securing the drop zones. He decided to take the risky move of sending the 2nd Battalion of the South Staffordshire Regiment, led by Lieutenant-Colonel Derek McCardie, to make his way into Arnhem, to be joined later by two of his own companies and the 11th Battalion of his regiment once they landed a few hours later. He moved off along the 'Tiger' route, following the Utrecht Road, at 1030. The Staffords met some enemy resistance along the way, although nothing as fierce as 3 PARA had experienced the day before, and as they drew close to Arnhem they met up with R Company of 1 PARA, who were thoroughly lost after being delayed in fighting early on the first day. McCardie filled their magazines with what spare ammunition his men had, and took the company under his wing until they could find the rest of their battalion.

Nerves were stretched tight at the Airlanding Brigade's HQ, as the Germans spent much of the morning attacking their perimeter, although luckily they did not find the noticeable hole left by the Staffords. The 1st Battalion of the Border Regiment repelled attacks by two SS battalions on the southern edge of the perimeter, while further north men of A Company rushed out of their dug-in positions to greet fighters flying overhead - only to find, to their great surprise, that they were German aircraft that had managed to get passed the RAF. The company was heavily strafed, with the loss of seven dead and fourteen wounded. Meanwhile, B Company were positioned over a mile away overlooking the main Utrecht Road down which any German reinforcements would come. At 0700 hours, they encountered a small group of German marines who entered the nearby village completely unaware of their presence, but held fire until they saw three of them pull up in full view of the company in a motorcycle and side-car and many more come to greet them from a nearby building: the Borderers engaged and killed most of the group.

B Company was not going to be given an easy time. They spotted a group of German infantry moving towards them hesitantly, but obviously with intent to attack, and opened up with their Vickers machine-gun at two hundred yards, scattering the attackers. After another similar attack, to which the Borderers replied with machine-guns and mortar fire, the Germans decided to give up assaulting the dug-in British troops and elected to bombard them with their own mortars. The company had been dragged away from its task and was no longer any use for stopping incoming German reinforcements, and so at 1400 they slipped across the river-bank, making their way back to the rest of the battalion - leaving behind, unfortunately, their mortars and anti-tank guns, as the jeeps were too badly damaged to bring them back.
 

While this was going on, their cousins from the other side of the border were having a very active morning. 16 Platoon from D Company, of the 7th King's Own Scottish Borderers, had been sent off to hold a group of huts on the north-eastern corner of one of the drop zones, which put them a fair way away fro the rest of their company. These huts were far from suited to defensive operations, being fragile and still occupied by Dutch civilians, and when the Scots came under attack from an SS Company they were forced to surrender, although not without the loss of seven men. The result of this was that the Germans could clearly see the drop zone from where they were, and were in a very awkward position for the rest of D Company to attack other German forces known to be moving about in the woods to the north.

To the west, the KOSB's B Company - who were without 7 Platoon after they had cast-off early over England - fought several skirmishes with locally recruited Dutch SS. At first, they stopped a convoy of German vehicles moving towards Arnhem with fire from an anti-tank gun, and then shot every one of the convoy's men dead as they evacuated the vehicles. This set the tone for the rest of the day; patrols, mortar fire, and co-ordination with artillery ensured that everything the Germans sent against the company was decisively driven back. A Company, by contrast, were holding an isolated position further to the east, and 4 Platoon of that unit were attacked repeatedly by German infantry, with only a few British survivors making it back to company lines by dawn the next day.

The second lift was supposed to hit the drop zones at about 1000 hours, but, owing to heavy fog back on the English airfields, take-off was delayed by four hours. The Germans had posted air defence along the air routes to Arnhem, knowing that the operation would have to be supplied by air, and tasked ninety fighters to intercept the vulnerable transport aircraft - however, the RAF fighter escort was strong enough that not one German pilot came anywhere near the flying armada. Fighting on the drop zones intensified just as the planes came into view, as HQ, Support, C and D Companies of the 7th KOSB fought off German attacks and attempted to counter-attack against those enemy troops that had captured the huts to the east of the landing zones that morning.

Those paratroopers of the 4th Parachute Brigade who were landing on the drop zones that morning had been told that their landing would be untroubled as the landing areas would be secure and free of the enemy. As it was, they were rather surprised to see that they were actually jumping on top of a raging battle; German gunners were giving them hell with large flak cannons and claimed several aircraft, the paratroopers inside having to get out far more urgently than they would have liked. The pilots and aircrews, most of whom were American, flew with admirable courage and managed to drop nearly every single man on target, although a few were caught in trees and killed by the Germans as they tried to get free. In all, thirty-two men of the 4th Parachute Brigade died during that drop - not good, but far better than it could have been given the circumstances.

As soon as the shaken paratroopers had collected themselves, they saw the two hundred and seventy-three gliders carrying the rest of the 1st Airlanding Brigade approach the drop zones. They came down hard, having to take steep dives and dodge abandoned gliders from the first lift, but there were no serious crashes and the men were able to re-organise themselves effectively. Again, the Germans failed to notice the hole in the British perimeter to the north-east, where the 2nd Staffords had previously been. A similar number of gliders carrying the rest of the divisional units did come under small-arms fire from some German troops that had infiltrated the British lines, but the mortar crews of the 1st Border regiment managed to silence their enemy without hitting a single glider. The RAF dropped in eighty-six tons of supplies, but they chose their targets poorly and the Germans captured most of them: prisoners of war were frequently taunted with how good their chocolate was, compared with the 'ersatz' variety found in Germany. Despite this, however, the 1st Airborne Division was complete, and all of its troops were free to march on Arnhem Bridge.

The 4th Parachute Brigade was not entirely clear as to exactly what its objectives were. They had expected to assemble on a peaceful drop zone, then move to take over the high ground to the north of Arnhem from the 1st Parachute Battalion. Owing to the problems with the division's radios, they had heard nothing to suggest that things were not all proceeding according to plan, which meant that they had no idea that the 1st Battalion was, rather than waiting for them on the high ground, engaged in bitter fighting to get through to Frost's lines at Arnhem Bridge.

Their commander, Brigadier John 'Shan' Hackett, had a lot to take in when he was briefed, first by his Brigade Major - who had landed with the advance party on the first lift - and then by Lieutenant-Colonel Mackenzie as the 1st's Chief-of-Staff. In essence he was told that Brigadier Hicks was in temporary command of the division, and that the situation for the 1st Parachute Brigade was precarious. He was also informed, much to his displeasure, that the 11th Staffords had been detached from his command, thereby depriving his brigade of a third of its infantry strength without even consulting its commander - which, as Mackenzie pointed out, would have been impossible given the situation. He accepted their loss, but asked that he be given command of the 7th KOSB instead: Mackenzie took the gamble of accepting, even though it was Brigadier Hicks' decision to make, and it paid off when his commander agreed with the decision. As it turned out, Hackett was not able to do very much with the Scots, as they were tied down securing the landing zone which would bring in the Polish gliders the next day.

In the absence of any new orders, his brigade had no choice but to execute the original plan. The 10th Parachute Battalion was on the drop zone giving cover for a medical station, meaning that the brigade's only mobile infantry unit was the 156th Parachute Battalion. They set off at 1700 hours along the railway line, and progressed well until they neared the edge of the Polish landing zone, where C Company came under intense fire from the Germans. Darkness was falling and the paratroopers could not tell exactly where or how many their enemy were - an attack would have been suicide, so they were forced to halt and wait for dawn. Shortly afterwards, the Scots reached the landing zone - which they had been tasked to secure - and they too came up against strong opposition. Unbeknownst to either formation, they had both contacted a German blocking line, known as the Spindler Line after its commander, Major Spindler, stretching from the northern road into Arnhem all the way to the Rhine.

It was only after midnight that Hackett was able to leave his men and visit Divisional HQ to discuss the situation with Brigadier Hicks. Hackett for his part was displeased with how the battle was going on, complaining that the division lacked direction and that it had split into individual units fighting their own engagements without a unified objective - all of which was true, but it had rather been forced upon the British by their enemy and there was little that anyone could do about it. After a brief argument, the two settled down and agreed that the 4th Parachute Brigade should move off as soon as the sun came up to capture an area of high ground, known as the Koepel, to the north of Oosterbeek. From there, they would make their advance on Arnhem along the railway line and what was supposed to be the left flank of the 1st Parachute Brigade, giving them much-needed reinforcements and the chance of making some sort of assault against the Germans.

Meanwhile, the 1st Parachute Battalion was having an unusual run of good luck. Having abandoned their original plan and moved south-east to join the 3rd Battalion's 'Tiger' route, they passed through Oosterbeek without any trouble from the Germans: their enemy was not accustomed to fighting at night and the paratroopers considered it an area of expertise, and as such the Germans generally stayed away from fighting during the hours after dusk. However, the leading elements of S Company did meet the Germans at 0500 as they were entering Arnhem itself, coming under fire while trying to move under a railway bridge. 7 Platoon was mauled by firepower from mortars and small arms, and the company commander was about to lead his remaining two platoons when orders came from Lieutenant-Colonel Dobie to disengage. T Company took over the lead, and the paratroopers went further south to the river, hoping to use the route that had served the 2nd Battalion so well the previous say.

Lieutenant-Colonel Fitch had rested overnight with what he still had of the 3rd Battalion, and moved his men off at 0430 hours. Believing the road ahead to be strongly held by the enemy, he also decided to have his men move south to meet the 'Lion' route along the river. Progress was fast, and by 0700 Fitch and B Company, who were in the lead, had entered the outskirts of Arnhem barely a mile from the bridge itself. Despite the expected lack of German resistance on the way, the company was forced to stop as they had markedly outrun the rest of the battalion; Headquarters and A Companies, which between them had all of the battalion's heavy weapons: mortars, machine-guns, and anti-tank guns. These companies had been under attack from German snipers and machine-gunners since dawn, and had in fact lost sight of their commander. As it happened, they ended up taking a completely different route to B Company, having no idea where their comrades were.

Fitch was now forced into inactivity, having only one rifle company and a few engineers with him. Furthermore, he still had to take care of Lathbury and Urquhart, which limited hugely what he could do. Small German attacks persisted throughout the morning, and the paratroopers beat them back although at points their hands were tied by the presence of the two senior officers - Major Bush, second-in-command of the battalion, had to stop his men from shooting at a German patrol that passed right by his concealed position, as both Brigadier Lathbury and Major-General Urquhart were in a nearby building and would have been in terrible danger had there been a firefight, receiving 'a nod of approval' from RSM Lord as he did so. The company was stuck in a stalemate with the Germans for six hours, until darkness fell and they were able to slip away - such a movement would have been impossible in daylight given the incredibly inconvenient terrain - although without Major Waddy, who was killed along with his Sergeant-Major by a mortar while scouting the north of his company's position.

As the fighting wore on, it became clear to the General that the battle was hanging in the balance and that the division needed its commander back at HQ. He therefore decided to risk making a return with only three other officers accompanying him; Lathbury, Captain Willie Taylor and Lieutenant Jimmy Cleminson, commander of B Company's 5 Platoon. Lathbury threw a smoke grenade out of the house in which the men had been hiding, and the four dashed out of the back door and into the garden. They were in the process of crossing a fence when Lathbury's famously temperamental Sten gun discharged and narrowly missed the General's right foot: Urquhart was not amused, telling Lathbury how bad it would look if it were written up that a British general had been shot, by a Brigadier, while commanding a company-level action. Once they cleared the fence they met a Dutch civilian, who offered them a drink of what Urquhart described as 'bitter and foul-tasting ersatz coffee', and from there proceeded down the street. There was an intersection on the left about every twenty yards, and having escaped from fire from an enemy vehicle at the first, Lathbury was wounded by a burst of fire at the second. He was taken to a nearby house, and as the officers were inspecting his wound a German machine-gunner appeared at the window - only to be shot in the face by the general's sidearm.

It appeared - falsely, as it later turned out - that the bullets had chipped Lathbury's spine, and at any rate he was temporarily paralysed. The Brigadier urged his comrades to leave him and to press on, which they reluctantly did, leaving Lathbury in the attic of the house. They moved out and proceeded as best they could, but progress was impossible in the face of the huge number of German patrols and they were soon forced to take shelter in the house of another Dutch couple. Frustrated at leaving his division without its leader and his inability to make any headway, Urquhart focused his anger on the moustache worn by Lieutenant Cleminson, which he described as 'damned silly' - however, he did apologise to the young officer later on by making him his Aide-de-Camp.

While this was unfolding, the 1st Battalion had made their way down onto the 'Lion' route and were approaching the railway bridge when they met the two companies of the 3rd Battalion that had become separated from Fitch's advance. Dobie took charge of them, relieved to have their heavy weapons on board since most of his own had been with R Company, who had made for the bridge along with the Staffords. Arriving on the railway bridge at 0800 hours, the battalion found it crawling with German infantry and armour - however, there was no other way through to Arnhem; the paratroopers had no choice but to attack.

10 and 11 Platoons from T Company advanced, but were forced to take cover in some nearby buildings as the Germans hit back hard. A prolonged gun-battle ensued; the only way to make any progress was for individual sections and fire teams to move through houses and back gardens, checking as they went for the enemy: a painfully slow and difficult process. Nevertheless, the company refused to be driven back and gradually pushed forward, and by dusk they were just a mile short of Arnhem Bridge. The attack, however, had cost them dearly in blood; only twenty-two of T Company's hundred men were still in fighting condition.

Things did not look good for the British. The 1st and 3rd Battalions were losing strength by the hour, while the Germans in the Spindler Line were only getting more numerous. Dobie's fortunes changed however at 2000 hours, when the 2nd South Staffords arrived to meet them, having suffered very few casualties and with the 11th Staffords and Dobie's own R Company not far behind. Although the 11th Staffords would be arriving soon, the two Commanding Officers immediately discussed the prospect of making a co-ordinated attack towards the bridge.

The two men agreed that Dobie, as he was more in touch with the situation, should take charge of the advance towards the bridge. He decided to mount a two-battalion attack along the riverbank at 2100, reasoning that the two formations together amounted to about one full-strength battalion. Before this could begin, however, a message came through supposedly from Divisional Headquarters that Frost's resistance at the bridge had collapsed, and that all offensive efforts were to be stopped. Later on, orders came through to withdraw to Oosterbeek, but by that point it was realised that the transmissions were in fact a deception plan by the enemy and the bridge was still very much under British control. The delay thus caused proved costly to the British, depriving them of the valuable hours of darkness and allowing the Germans to further reinforce their defences. However, it did allow more men in the form of the 11th Staffords, along with R Company from 1 PARA, to meet up with Dobie's force, and the attack was re-scheduled for 0400 hours.

Dobie's rag-tag battlegroup had no idea that the same attack had already been attempted by Lieutenant-Colonel Fitch and what was left of the 3rd Parachute Battalion. Fitch's men had reached the area of the St Elizabeth Hospital during the night, but were met with heavy fire from the Germans and had to disengage. The company now numbered only fifty men, and so they fell back, eventually stumbling into Dobie's party as it advanced. Fitch offered to follow the attack and provide the assault with covering fire. While darkness held the British progressed well, but once it became light the Germans spotted them and reacted with heavy fire, both from a steep bank to Dobie's front and from buildings overlooking his left flank. The paratroopers fixed bayonets, and yelling their jumping cry of "Waho Mohammad!" charged whatever enemy positions were within range, but the situation was hopeless. They were ordered to break off and take control of the buildings to the left, but only thirty-nine men were still standing and few made it across. Within an hour, the entire battalion was either dead, wounded or captured; such was the fate of Lieutenant-Colonel Dobie. Fitch, leading the 3rd Battalion, was not so lucky, his men were also forced to disengage from the ferocious German opposition but he himself was killed by a mortar shell.

The Staffords for their part set off half an hour late, but brought with them five companies: the three hundred and forty men of A, B and D Companies at the front, with C and Support Companies behind. Their advance was difficult; D Company in the lead lost nearly half its strength, but by daylight they were nearly at the St Elizabeth Hospital area. By now, however, they were trapped by German infantry, mortars and tanks and there was no question of advancing any further. The enemy made attacks from the south-east, which the Staffords threw back, slowly forcing the British into defensive positions from which withdrawal would be difficult. A Company was cut off defending a museum building and were overrun and captured while providing covering fire for the rest of their comrades to escape.

The escape only went a short distance, however, since they were pinned down without anti-tank weapons of their own by several German self-propelled guns. Their only chance of withdrawal was to the rear, however this would involve crossing a wide expanse of open ground and being totally exposed to enemy fire in the process. McCardie elected to fight on where he stood, and his men dug in to the nearby buildings - which presented a shock for one of his platoons when the house they occupied turned out to be the hiding-place of Major-General Urquhart, who commandeered one of their jeeps and raced back to his HQ. By noon, McCardie himself along with most of his men had been taken prisoner, and dozens of Staffords were dead or wounded. Major Cain took over, and led those troops he could gather, mostly from C Company, out of the area.

The 11th Battalion of the South Staffords had been watching the scene unfold, and were about to launch a supporting attack on the left flank when, at 0900 hours, a message came through from Divisional HQ to halt. Urquhart, now back safely at his Headquarters in Oosterbeek, had decided that the 1st Parachute Brigade had no chance of breaking through the Germans on their own and so ordered the 11th to wait and hold their position, rather than being unnecessarily lost in a hopeless battle with the 2nd Battalion. The general sent the deputy commander of the 1st Airlanding Brigade, Colonel Barlow, to take command of the units fighting in Arnhem in Lathbury's stead, but he was killed by a mortar shortly after his arrival.

Urquhart again sent instructions to the 11th Staffords at 1100 hours. Their commander, Lieutenant-Colonel Lea, was told to take a nearby area of high ground called the Heijenoord-Diependal and in doing so to open up a gap through which the 4th Parachute Brigade could attack, with the rest of the division close behind it. Lea ordered Major Cain and what was left of the 2nd Staffords to get onto Den Brink, which was very close by, and provide him with fire support. He laid down covering fire from the machine-guns and managed to get his two platoons up there, but once actually on the position he found the soil to be completely unsuitable for digging in, and in the face of heavy mortar bombardment and many casualties the Staffords abandoned Den Brink at 1330 hours.

Lea and the 11th, thanks to pressure from the Germans, were not actually able to begin their movement until 1230. A Company got itself cut off after having to fight off several German tanks, and decided to go north in the hope of breaking out: knowing that the 4th Parachute Brigade were in that direction, but not realising that they were four miles away at the time. Before too long they were forced into a house and taken prisoner, and the German troops manning the Spindler Line took the chance to corner their 11th Battalion comrades and subject them to extremely heavy mortar fire. One hundred and fifty Staffords escaped the trap, but most of the battalion - including the Commanding Officer - were wounded and taken prisoner. The repeated British attacks had given Spindler's men confidence, and they went on the offensive with tanks; only five hundred of the 1st Parachute Brigade's men were able to withdraw towards Oosterbeek. The only hope now of breaking through to Frost's perimeter lay with the 4th Parachute Brigade, four miles to the north.

As it happened, the 4th were preparing to resume their advance on Arnhem as dawn came up on Tuesday 19 September, not realising the weight of responsibility now upon their shoulders. The 156th Parachute Battalion, under the aristocratic Lieutenant-Colonel Sir Richard de Bacquencourt des Voeux - or DBV to his men - was to move first, securing three vital areas of high ground. In support of this, the 10th Parachute Battalion would advance along the main Amsterdam Road on their left flank. Once the 156th had pressed as far as the Koepel, three miles from Arnhem itself, the brigade would make an attack into the town where the left flank of the 1st Parachute Brigade was supposed to be.

Des Voeux put C Company in the lead to advance upon the first objective, which was supposed to be the outpost of enemy troops that had halted the battalion the previous night. On arrival, however, they found that these had been withdrawn during the night; the Germans were now concentrating their defence along the road running between the Amsterdam Road to the north and the railway line. This gave them an ideal position to defend, being upon a steep bank and covered in woodland it would afford them easy concealment and protection from the worst of the British artillery. They were also right in the way of the 156th Battalion's advance, and so an attack, spearheaded by Major Pott's A Company - not the most combat-ready of the battalion's units, as one of its rifle platoons had been replaced at short notice by a platoon of glider pilots - was decided upon.

Pott's men made a good advance at first, protected from sight and fire by the dense woodland, but once the trees began to thin out German fire began to intensify. 4 Platoon was pinned down by enemy machine-guns, and when 5 Platoon attempted to make an attack to support their comrades they too were halted by the sheer weight of the German defence. Pott ordered his men to fix bayonets and charge, and through sheer aggression this actually got them over the road and through the first line of German defenders. However, they were now divided, and exposed to armoured vehicles on their flanks, and lacking in anti-tank weapons. Casualties mounted up at an alarming rate, and Pott, himself wounded, could only bring six men off the road and onto his objective. Despite their numbers, they held the company's objective for an hour before being taken prisoner by the Germans.

Des Voeux, back in Battalion Headquarters, did not know of A Company's fate and so sent B Company in to move around where their left flank was supposed to be. Things only became clear when the wounded of A Company fell back into the advancing troops from B Company, giving them some warning of the shattering that they soon received on the German defences. Brigadier Hackett, realising that the attack had become a suicide mission, sent orders for the 156th Battalion to withdraw: over half its men lay dead, and of all its units only C Company could still claim to be an intact fighting formation.

The 10th Battalion's advance on the road went fairly well, that is until D Company drew near to a water pumping station and hit contact with several German outposts ahead of the main blocking line. Once again, enemy armoured cars and other heavy weaponry brought their fire to bear, and the company, unable to see any chance of a flanking attack, was forced to stay where it was. The Commanding Officer proceeded cautiously, choosing to leave D Company to exchange fire with the infantry of the Spindler Line until the Battalion's mortars could be brought up to bombard the enemy. Eventually, the bombs began to fall upon the German positions and their effect was immediate, however ammunition was in short supply and the battalion soon ran out. A Company attempted to attack the left flank of what opposition could be seen, but they too encountered very determined resistance and were forced to pull back, with heavy losses.

Despite this, the 10th had gotten off lightly in comparison to the mauled 156th Battalion, and they were therefore told to save their strength and disengage from the fighting. This in itself presented some difficulty, however, since as easy as it was to join a fire-fight it was very difficult to get out of one in broad daylight without taking very heavy losses. The 10th covered themselves as best they could with smoke, and on the whole managed to avoid serious losses - except for their rearguard platoon, which got lost in the smoke and was eventually found and captured by the Germans.
 

The Third Lift, like the second the previous day, was delayed by fog, and like the previous day nobody was told of this due to the division's useless radios. This forced the men in Arnhem into some very difficult manoeuvres to attempt to consolidate, but by midday the rest of the division's troops were airborne and well on their way. Also coming with them were valuable supplies, flown in by the RAF. The pilots came under heavy fire, but their courage in ensuring that every ounce of supplies came down won them the respect of the paratroopers on the ground: as well as a Victoria Cross, awarded to one Flight Lieutenant Lord. A great deal of this courage was in vain, however, as the Germans got hold of many of the supply packages, grateful for the food and ammunition: even Hitler's war machine was not immune to supply problems.

The gliders carrying the rest of the division's troops - mostly the air-landing elements of the Polish Brigade - were flying at a much higher altitude than the supply aircraft, and so evaded enemy interference for most of their flight. When they cast-off and began their slow descent, however, they had to come down through a barrage of flak and small arms fire, in which one glider was brought down. The landings were hard; only three of the ten anti-tank guns were serviceable by the end, and nine of the brigade's ninety-three Polish soldiers were killed by injuries sustained on the landing. Two of the gliders were separated and ended up landing two miles away, and is believed that the men inside were mostly taken prisoner although a few managed to slip back towards the allied lines.

As the gliders were being unloaded, the 10th Battalion, falling back but still in good order, arrived on their landing zone. As they were crossing the open ground, however, German armoured vehicles and infantry appeared out of the woodland behind them and gave a fairly ineffective barrage of fire that served more to confuse the Allied forces than to injure them. None were more confused than the Poles, who somehow mistook the paratroopers for Germans and fired upon them, causing a few casualties on both sides before the matter could be resolved. Both then scrambled to reach the safety of the woods to the south, leaving behind some of the heavy equipment that had yet to be unloaded.

The Krafft Battalion had been significantly reinforced now that the German defences were up and running, and felt strong enough to sent a company-sized attack on the landing zones from the north. They found themselves up against the King's Own Scottish Borderers, who were in no mood to be dislodged and threw their enemy back viciously, killing many of the Germans. The action was not all positive for the Scots, however; A Company had been in the process of withdrawing back from an exposed position towards the battalion's main body when they were ambushed and surrounded by German troops; only thirty men made it back to battalion lines.

The landing zone could not be held for long. The brigade had to get themselves and their equipment over the railway line to the south and into the woods there, before re-organising and moving on Oosterbeek, where the rest of the division was preparing its defences. The infantry were able to get over the railway simply by climbing the embankment and running - facing enemy snipers and machine-guns as they did so - over the tracks. Brigade HQ and the KOSB managed to cross in this manner, but half of the 156th Parachute Battalion went the wrong way and ended up at the village of Wolfheze, where they met up with part of the 10th Battalion and a few glider pilots, and finding the area largely empty proceeded to dig in and fortify the village.

The lead elements of the 4th Parachute Brigade had discovered, about half a mile to the east of Wolfheze, a small drainage tunnel which ran beneath the railway line, just large enough for a Jeep to pass through. This gave them the route that their vehicles needed, and so they began transferring them through the tunnel, leaving A Company from the 10th Parachute Battalion and B Company of the KOSB to hold areas of nearby woodland so as to ensure that the Germans could not interfere with the tunnel. Both of these outposts came under heavy attack; the Borderers silenced the Germans in spectacular fashion by firing a Bren gun into an abandon cart loaded with anti-tank mines, and then in the confusion following the huge explosion making a bayonet charge, pushing the Germans out of the wood. The paratroopers, meanwhile, under Captain Queripel, were forced to fight off repeated and sustained attacks throughout the day and night. They held the wood until Wednesday morning, when those who were able to do so moved back. The Captain chose to stay behind, covering his men with a pistol and grenades against a huge number of German attacks. For his conduct, he was awarded a posthumous Victoria Cross.

The 1st Airborne Division was forced to re-assess its strategy on Wednesday morning. Its combat brigades had been bled dry in trying to break through to the bridge, and there was now no chance that they could reach Frost's perimeter in the face of such determined opposition. Urquhart therefore decided that the paratroopers at the bridge would have to defend it themselves until XXX Corps could come and relieve them. However, he decided that, if they were overrun, the 2nd Army could still rescue the operation on the condition that another bridgehead existed, and so elected to set up a defence in the town of Oosterbeek, hoping that once the 2nd Army arrived they would secure the opposite bridgehead and be able to set up an improvised Bailey Bridge across the Rhine.

The Oosterbeek Perimeter, as it became known, formed slowly throughout Wednesday as the division's remaining troops found their way to the town. The eastern part of the defence was held by an impromptu battalion composed of survivors and stragglers from the 1st, 3rd and 11th Parachute Battalions along with the 2nd South Staffords, which was formed under the leadership of Lieutenant-Colonel Thompson of the Royal Artillery, formerly artillery observer for the 1st Parachute Battalion. He left once the battalion was in formation, and sent forward food, ammunition, and a new commander; Major Lonsdale, formerly second-in-command of the 11th Parachute Battalion. Thompson's initiative and disregard for his own safety in organising the defence under enemy fire earned him the Dutch Bronze Lion. The men took their lead from their officer: one of them, Lance-Sergeant Baskeyfield, earned himself a Victoria Cross after he continued to fire his anti-tank gun at enemy armour despite mortal wounds.

Lonsdale Force, as they were designated, ended up just in front of the artillery commanded by Thompson, and after setting up Headquarters nearby Lonsdale called his exhausted and dispirited men into Oosterbeek Church. The boss was quite a sight; one arm in a sling, a bandage around his head and another on his leg, but he stood before his men and addressed them, saying "You know as well as I do there are a lot of bloody Germans coming at us. Well, all we can do is to stay here and hang on in the hope that somebody catches us up. We must fight for our lives and stick together. We've fought the Germans before - in North Africa, Sicily, Italy. They weren't good enough for us then, and they're bloody well not good enough for us now. They're up against the finest soldiers in the world. An hour from now you will take up defensive positions north of the road outside. Make certain you dig in well and that your weapons and ammo are in good order. We are getting short of ammo, so when you shoot you shoot to kill. Good luck to you all." Sergeant Callaghan (a former and future Company Sergeant-Major) of 3 PARA described how upon hearing his speech "back went the shoulders and up went the heads and the eyes shone with determination, and we were red devils reborn".

From the west, the 4th Parachute Brigade were also heading for Oosterbeek, but had a great deal of Germans to go through on the way. The remaining sixty men of the 10th Parachute Battalion reached the lines at 1310, but the rest of the brigade were too hard pressed by German bombardment and infantry attacks to keep pace. Indeed, they fought so hard that the German troops interviewed afterwards did not know that they had been a brigade in 'withdrawal' - paratroopers never 'retreat' - for they held their ground stubbornly and threw the enemy back whenever he tried to advance. They paid a heavy price, however; the 156th lost most of its men, including the Commanding Officer, and Brigadier Hackett was forced to take momentary command and send its men charging, under the leadership of Major Geoffrey Powell, towards Oosterbeek. Losses were heavy, but the Germans had never seen such spirit and aggression from a supposedly defeated force and the battalion managed to get through with about seventy men remaining uninjured. The rest of the brigade which had fortified itself in Wolfheze was less lucky, however; they left the village but went completely the wrong way, and upon meeting a large German force they surrendered, demoralised and out of ammunition, before any shots could be fired.

The Oosterbeek Perimeter was now complete, but the 1st Airborne had paid a grievous price for it. Of the two thousand, one hundred and seventy men that had dropped with the 4th Parachute Brigade, only five hundred were still fighting, and across the ten-thousand strong division a mere three thousand six hundred men remained. The chain of command had been particularly hard hit, as many officers, particularly junior commanders, had been killed leading their men from the front, so that there were very few commissioned men at Oosterbeek not carrying wounds. The division's only orders were to dig in, fight hard, and defend Oosterbeek until XXX Corps arrived on the opposite bank.

Frost and the seven hundred and forty forsaken paratroopers at Arnhem Bridge were still holding on, although the situation was very much in the balance. The night of Monday 18th September had passed mostly without incident, but Tuesday brought with it trouble from early on; the first indication of which being a large force of Germans assembling outside a school-house occupied by Royal Engineers, completely unaware that anyone was inside. In order to save ammunition, the sappers waited for the Germans to assemble and then threw grenades from the windows, killing twenty of them and causing the rest to retreat in disarray. A more serious situation emerged when three German heavy tanks arrived to the east of the British position, situating themselves where the paratroopers could not respond with anti-tank guns. Captain Frank, Major Tatham-Warter's adjutant, took up a PIAT and knocked out one of the vehicles, causing the rest to reconsider their situation and withdraw. Before he did so, he ordered 3 Platoon to leave the building in which it was stationed, as it was exposed to shelling from the tanks, but his commander upon hearing this directed the platoon to take it back, as German troops now occupied it.

Shortly afterwards, the face of Lance-Sergeant Halliwell of the Royal Engineers appeared under a flag of truce. The Germans had sent him to ask Frost to surrender, and he passed on his message dutifully - adding at the end that German morale was low as they had taken very heavy losses. The colonel instructed him to tell the Germans to 'go to hell', but when the sapper expressed a disinclination to run the gauntlet of the bridge to deliver such an unwelcome message Frost told him that it was entirely his choice, and he elected to stay, reasoning that the enemy would soon work out Frost's response. Tatham-Warter received a similar message from a German officer offering to 'discuss surrender terms', but rather than relaying this to Frost he simply called back "I'm sorry, but we don't have the facilities to take you all prisoner!" Such defiance was not just courage on the British part, as they held a strong defensive position and had absolutely no reason to suspect that help would not be arriving at any moment.

The tone of the battle changed markedly that day, as the Germans realised that simple infantry attacks would not be enough to dislodge the British. They decided to subject Frost's men to heavy shelling and mortar barrages, while making small-scale combined-arms offensives to dislodge the stubborn paratroopers one building at a time. Many were wounded as the Germans used phosphorous shells to set buildings alight, but the brigade's medics were under German guard at the St Elizabeth Hospital and so the defenders had only the medical officers and orderlies of the 2nd Parachute Battalion. Snipers moved into the rubble and German attacks were incessant, but the British officers refused to give in, moving men to new positions as soon as one building was destroyed and being tireless in leading new charges to seek out infiltrating troops, and doing all they could to keep up morale.

Major Digby Tatham-Warter deserves special mention in that regard. He had always been regarded as something of an eccentric, but his unique sense of humour came into its own during the battle. He could often be seen calmly strolling about the defences, seemingly oblivious to the danger in the manner for which British officers had become famous. He wore his maroon beret in place of a helmet, and carried an umbrella everywhere - he would later reveal that he could never remember the password, but it was obvious that 'the bloody fool carrying an umbrella could only be an Englishman'. This actually proved a valuable weapon of war; at one point, when faced with a German armoured car, the Major simply strolled up to it and thrust the rolled-up umbrella through its observation slit, stabbing the driver in the face and practically disabling the vehicle. On another occasion, he led a bayonet charge with a pistol in one hand, the umbrella in the other, and a bowler hat (nobody ever found out quite from where he procured the thing) on his head - doing his best to look like Charlie Chaplin.

Father Pat Egan was padre to the 2nd Parachute Battalion, and he would later tell of further amusing incidents which boosted the defenders' morale. At one point he was sheltering under fire in a building along with Sergeant 'Jack' Spratt, widely regarded as the battalion's joker. When he saw him coming, the Sergeant remarked "well, Padre, they're throwing everything at us but the kitchen stove!" No sooner had this been said than the building took a direct hit and a section of the roof fell in. Once the dust cleared, it became apparent that among other things that had fallen through was, somehow, the kitchen stove. Spratt quipped "I knew they were close, but didn't realise they could actually hear us talking!" Frost himself summed up the overall British mood when Tatham-Warter - as it was the major's first time in action - asked him whether the incredibly difficult battle was any worse than those he had fought in previously; explaining that it was hard to say: they still had food and water, which was better, but were low on ammunition.

Despite the arrival, with surprisingly limited effectiveness, of a few huge Tiger tanks on the scene, no serious attacks had been made on Frost's perimeter at dusk on Tuesday. Dusk did not bring with it dark, however, since the fires from burning buildings were bright enough to light the surrounding area as if it were daylight. Although spirits were high, supplies of food, water and ammunition were dangerously low and one hundred and fifty wounded were receiving medical attention in the cellars of Arnhem. By dawn, the area was so full of snipers and machine-gunners that only the stretcher-bearers could cross from side to side of the British perimeter, and troops could barely move between buildings without very heavy losses. The British fought on, confident that they would soon be relieved, but if that did not happen then resistance would collapse very soon indeed.

That morning, Frost's headquarters managed to contact Major-General Urquhart in Oosterbeek by radio. The colonel insisted that he needed extra men and supplies with all haste, but soon realised that the rest of the division was just as desperate and that any help, if it came at all, would have to come from XXX Corps. Frost looked out along the bridge, but could not see any reassuring sign of battle in Nijmegen, eleven miles away. The entire division had been given two and a half days to hold out, and Frost's small force had lasted for three, but there still appeared to be no sign of their reinforcements.

Another change to German tactics was their attempts to destroy the bridge. Shortly after Frost's conversation with the general, they launched a sizeable attack to plant charges on one of the archways supporting the bridge, but Royal Engineers and A Company of 2 PARA under the young Lieutenant Jack Grayburn managed to prevent them from doing so, removing the fuses. Later in the day they tried again, and this time the British were unable to stop them. Faced by German tanks and a bridge that was likely to collapse around his men, Lieutenant Grayburn stood up, in full view of the enemy, and directed his men to their new positions. For his courage and complete disregard for the danger he was posthumously awarded the Victoria Cross. Shortly afterwards, Frost was talking with Major Crawley when their position was hit by a mortar; both men were seriously wounded and Frost, realising that he could no longer actively lead his troops, handed over command to the grizzled Major Gough, although he insisted that any decisions of importance be checked with him first.

Gough inherited a desperate situation. Practically every building in the small perimeter was ablaze, and so Gough moved his men into the large garden area behind the building that was acting as Headquarters, where they would be able to maximise what little firepower they still had and still fire on the bridge, preventing the Germans from moving their troops and vehicles down to Nijmegen. Slit trenches were dug, but despite their best efforts the British could not entirely prevent German vehicles from rolling over Arnhem Bridge. They had, however, done their work: Nijmegen Bridge to the south was in British hands and the tanks of XXX Corps were rolling over it even as the Germans moved to stop them. Had Frost's men not held for so long, it is unlikely that Nijmegen would ever had been taken.

The great danger of remaining in the buildings put the casualties being treated in the cellars in serious peril, and the British medical officers asked Frost to negotiate a truce in order to evacuate them. They would be turned over to the Germans, as the British had almost no more medical supplies available and their enemies had treated the wounded of both sides with the utmost skill and humanity at the St Elizabeth Hospital. There was no question of either fighting on or withdrawing from the bridge with so many wounded to take care of, and so Frost - knowing that the truce would entail his own becoming a prisoner of war - agreed. The fighting would stop for two hours, in which time the Germans would move the nearly three hundred British wounded from the buildings around the bridge.

Shortly before the truce was arranged, Gough gathered about one hundred and twenty men and ordered them to scatter and get back to Oosterbeek as best they could, while he himself and the 2nd Battalion remained at the bridge. Once firing resumed, the Brigade HQ was if anything bombarded with even more ferocity, and the defenders had no chance of surviving under it. Tatham-Warter accordingly sent his men out in small groups, telling them to get out of the shelling and then re-take their positions before dawn, when the enemy were expected to attack. Unfortunately, he had not appreciated quite how firm a grip the Germans had over the surrounding area, and most of the men were captured and taken prisoner. Although hopelessly outnumbered and desperately short of ammunition, the paratroopers refused to give up; at one point a soldier ran, unarmed, from his position to draw fire while his colleague used a knife to take out an enemy machine-gun position. Both were wounded and soon captured, but their SS opponents were astonished by their conduct.

The 1st Parachute Brigade's defence of Arnhem Bridge was over. Eighty-one of them lay dead and every survivor was taken into captivity. The infamous manner in which SS troops were known to treat their prisoners was well-known, yet in contrast to this image the British, for the most part, were treated with respect and, despite the fact that they had killed and injured so many of their colleagues during the battle, they were even congratulated by the German soldiers for their spirited defence. However, the greatest tribute came from a Stalingrad veteran, a major, who spoke with Gough over a cigarette and remarked that it was obvious that his men were very experienced in street-fighting. Gough replied that this had been their first go at it, but they hoped to do much better next time.

By the end of Wednesday, all that was left of the 1st Airborne Division was fortified in the defensive lines of the Oosterbeek Perimeter. Brigadier Hicks had charge of, on the western side, the intact 1st Border Regiment held the defence along with some glider pilots and Royal Engineers, while the north was protected by the 7th King's Own Scottish Borderers with paratroopers to their rear and on the left flank. Brigadier Hackett's command was the initially empty eastern sector, the southernmost part of which was filled by Lonsdale Force and behind them Lieutenant-Colonel Thompson's guns of the 1st Airlanding Light Regiment, Royal Artillery. In the centre of Hackett's line was 10 PARA, while 156 PARA held the northern end, with two squadrons of the Glider Pilot Regiment, whose men were rapidly proving their worth as infantrymen, and the 250th Light Composite Company RASC. Between his men and the Rhine itself was about a quarter-mile of empty terrain, but it would be suicide for the Germans to enter it; by day it would be covered by machine-guns and British patrols could dominate it by night.

In the middle of this tiny bastion of British power and Airborne doggedness was Major-General Urquhart's Headquarters, based at the Hartenstein Hotel along with the division's reserves, mostly drawn from glider pilots. Two hundred yards away were the tennis courts where German prisoners of war were guarded by Royal Military Policemen and still more glider pilots. The position may have been lightly manned, but Oosterbeek was now a fortress town and Urquhart was more than confident that he could hold out until ground forces appeared on the opposite bank - although neither he nor any of his division had the slightest idea when they would arrive.

Throughout the day, the 1st Border along the western edge came under sustained attack. At 0830, during a bombardment that would last most of the day, the headquarters of the 1st Airlanding Brigade were hit by a shell, killing four officers and wounding many others, although Brigadier Hicks managed to escape unscathed. At 1000 hours A Company came under attack from infantry and a self-propelled gun, but repulsed them without too much trouble, however C Company had scarcely had a moment out of contact all day and were beginning to struggle, as they were fighting in difficult, wooded terrain. At 1500, they had to abandon several positions under heavy assault by flamethrowers and a self-propelled gun, but an anti-tank gun intervened on their behalf and they soon retook their lost ground.

To the north, the KOSB were dug in, led by Lieutenant-Colonel Payton-Reid, a hugely experienced veteran of the Great War and the oldest field commander in the British Army (though by no means a worn-out relic; he had led his men personally in a bayonet charge to break through to their drop zone on the first day), a well-regarded officer whom Urquhart would later describe as "a tough, ruddy complexioned Lieutenant-colonel who had no respect whatsoever for the Germans". They came under only light attack throughout the day, being constantly harassed but little injured by enemy snipers, and quite triumphantly managed to destroy a monstrous Tiger tank by luring it into the path of one of their anti-tank guns.

While all this was happening, the Poles under Major-General Sosabowski were still in England, as the ever-pleasant British weather had delayed their jump, planned for Tuesday 19th. They had intended to drop south of Arnhem Bridge, but with the changing situation Urquhart arranged for their jump to take place in the village of Driel, a mile south of Oosterbeek. Once there, they would used the Driel-Heveadorp ferry to take them into the southern edge of the Oosterbeek Perimeter. The drop was scheduled for Wednesday, however the fog refused to lift and the Poles only ended up moving on the next day. The same day, the RAF dropped in some most welcome supplies, landing them for the first time actually inside the British defences rather than in areas already occupied by the Germans.
Thursday was, however, not an entirely pleasant day for the men of the 1st Airborne. At 0800 that morning, the Germans began a concentrated attack on their lines, the worst of which came at the Westerbouwing Restaurant, on a hill in the extreme south-west of the defences and held by B Company of the 1st Border. Completely unexpectedly, several tanks and an entire battalion of infantry launched themselves upon the Borderers, whose forward platoon mounted a valiant defence until their only Bren Gun jammed and they were forced to fall back. The other two platoons on the flanks took over the fight, laying down heavy fire which decimated the German infantry, but they were eventually overwhelmed. The surviving troops abandoned the restaurant and fell back, halting as they did so the tanks with a ferocious rearguard action. The 1st Border would try three times that day to retake the valuable high ground, but without success.
 

Losing this position meant that the ferry which the Poles were intending to use was now in German hands, and there was now a sizeable gap between the division and the riverbank upon which Urquhart was relying for the strength of his defences. Major Charles Breese, recognising how dangerous the position was, re-organised the maybe thirty survivors and placed them in a defensive line to the east of their former position, plugging the gap and creating a position that the Germans were unwilling to attack for the rest of the battle. His men were soon joined by two depleted platoons from A Company, a platoon from the 2nd South Staffords, and a few paratroopers, becoming known as Breese Force.

B Company's comrades in the other companies were also heavily engaged, being heavily mortared while the restaurant was attacked. In the north-west, A Company were attacked three times during the day, and held despite nearly running out of ammunition. When the enemy came again that night, they decided to hold fire and hide until the enemy were just thirty yards away, at which point a sudden hail of fire sent the Germans fleeing with many dead. At the same time, C Company in the middle of the line were attacked from the front, but ran into serious trouble when the Germans sent a platoon round to the left flank armed with a machine-gun. The nearest section commander, Corporal Swan, seized the initiative and launched a ferocious assault with grenades, bullets and the bayonet, taking out the machine-gun, killing many Germans and putting the remainder to flight - all the while being outnumbered three-to-one. British military doctrine states that an attack is usually suicidal if the attacker has less than twice the strength of the defender.

D Company had a hard time of the mortar barrage, and their misfortune only increased when two German tanks advanced to rake their trenches with machine-gun fire. It was difficult for the company's anti-tank guns to get a clear line of sight to either vehicle, but things changed when one of the tanks killed the commander of one of the gun teams and promptly broke cover - to be greeted by six shots in quick succession from the enraged gunners, who had to be dragged from their gun to make them stop firing. The Borderers had mostly held, but their position was so open to enemy observation that any movement was difficult and evacuating their wounded or burying the dead was, for the most part, impossible.

Hackett's men on the eastern side of the Perimeter were also challenged. During the morning, German infantry fiercely attacked the Lonsdale Force, but were quickly and bloody repulsed by fire from small arms and the guns of Lieutenant-Colonel Thompson's regiment. The Germans decided to give the artillerymen a shelling, and many became casualties - including Thompson himself, who was wounded but able to carry on. The attack came again that afternoon, this time with tanks, but it was repulsed largely thanks to the courage and leadership ability of Major Cain, now commanding the 2nd South Staffords, who was awarded the only Victoria Cross to be presented to a living veteran of Arnhem.

On the northern edge, the 10th Parachute Battalion also came under attack from the road to their front, which initially presented little problem. Eventually, however, the Germans brought up a self-propelled gun and fired it repeatedly into the paratroopers' buildings, opening up gaps which in true Teutonic fashion the infantry exploited, driving the British from their positions. Over the next few hours of vicious hand-to-hand fighting, most of the 10th was overrun and every single officer of the battalion was killed, however command of what survived passed to an artilleryman, Captain Barron, and he organised the remainder to hold out until the next day, when Hackett was able to send in a company of paratroopers to retake the lost ground. The 10th was withdrawn into reserve, and the Germans gained very little despite their brilliant offensive.

The last major attack of the day was against the 7th KOSB in the northern-most positions of the line, at the Dreyeroord Hotel - known to the British troops there as 'the White House'. German pressure in the morning was met with fierce and stubborn resistance, with the Scots managing to take out three enemy machine-guns, but they refused to let up and at 1630 the Germans launched a determined and brutal infantry assault against the Borderers. They cut deep into the British lines, but the Commanding Officer led his men in a vicious bayonet charge which, helped by a further assault by 12 Platoon under the Canadian Lieutenant Taylor, took back all of the lost territory and left a hundred Germans dead upon the field. The day had been hard, but apart from the 1st Border's withdrawal from Westerbouwing the British lines had held firm, and the enemy were shaken by the huge number of casualties that they had taken, making them far less inclined to be so bold on the offensive again.

Both sides had suffered greatly that day, but the British at least had one reason to be glad: their signallers had finally made contact with XXX Corps, which would last until the end of the battle. This meant that the division's Headquarters Royal Artillery had a direct line to one of the ground artillery units from XXX Corps which had been meant to support them - the 64th Medium Regiment - which had heavier guns and more ammunition than the Light Regiment in Oosterbeek, and whose accurate and deadly fire would be a huge asset to the British in the days to come; shattering the enemy beyond the British lines and on one occasion even destroying a German patrol that had broken inside the perimeter itself.

On Thursday night the Polish Brigade finally made their jump into the village of Driel. Anti-aircraft fire was heavy and five aircraft were forced to loose their paratroopers early as they were shot down, however ten of the American aircrew flying them lost their lives. Once on the ground the Poles re-organised and headed towards the ferry that they had been ordered to capture - not knowing that it was in German hands, but to Sosabowski's fury found that its operator had seen the Germans capture it and managed to render it inoperable. Major-General Urquhart's Polish Liaison Officer swam the Rhine and informed the Poles that their new orders were to try to build makeshift rafts to cross the river, while the British did likewise and tried to retake the ferry crossing. Unfortunately, their attacks came to nothing, and by dawn the rafts were still not complete.

The Germans were forced to take another look at their troop dispositions in light of the landing. A formation of that size on the other side of the Rhine had the potential to cut the main road to Nijmegen, thereby trapping the 10th SS Armoured Division, or even to make an attack on Arnhem Bridge from the other end. Accordingly, the Germans committed two thousand four hundred troops to form a blocking line between the Poles and the Bridge, drawing a sizeable number of troops into preventing a manoeuvre which the British had barely contemplated. These men attacked Sosabowski's positions sporadically yet fiercely, but the Poles refused to be dislodged from Driel.

Their tactics, too, were called into question. Attacks on the Oosterbeek Perimeter by infantry and armour on Thursday 21 September had been quite unsuccessful, and cost them dearly in lives. Rather than trying to overrun the British lines, the German therefore decided to contain their enemies in the pocket and give them a sustained and intense artillery bombardment. A grand total of one hundred and ten artillery pieces were brought up to fire on Oosterbeek, and the British could do very little against them other than digging deeper into their slit trenches and piling up cover to guard them from shrapnel. A further annoyance for the British were German snipers, not just outside the perimeter but now beginning to infiltrate under the cover of darkness deep into British territory and setting up in the woods to the south. Patrols from the Glider Pilot Regiment became very used to flushing these Germans out. German tanks, by contrast, became far less audacious as British troops with the PIAT and carefully-placed anti-tank guns were now able to ambush and destroy them much more easily.

The new German method was wearing down the units inside the Oosterbeek Perimeter, and by Saturday the 1st Border Regiment were in particular difficulty. They came under attack from German infantry, supported by tanks carrying flame-throwers, and expended nearly all of their ammunition in fighting back. The only course of action left was to strip the German dead of their weapons and ammunition and to fight on with these, and in doing so they outlasted a further three assaults, by the end of which about half of the men in the battalion were using a German weapon. D Company in particular were in trouble; the enemy had infiltrated to their rear and they were cut off from the rest of their division, but they continued to hold out and refused to surrender.

The RAF had been convinced that by Friday XXX Corps and the 1st Airborne would have linked up, and so decided not to mount a resupply action that day. Instead, they used the time to rest their tired aircrews and repair the battered aircraft, and so when they realised on Saturday that the 1st had not actually been relieved they were in much better shape to help them out. Over one hundred aircraft flew out in what was to be the last major re-supply of the battle, and despite a serious fighter escort half of their airframes were damaged. In these re-supply missions the Royal Air Force had performed excellently, performing what has been described as the most courageous flying of the war. Indeed, the only complaint that the men on the ground had was that not all of their supplies were essentials such as food, medical equipment, and ammunition; an officer filed a report once back home from the battle advising that "...the effect on the morale of a hungry man, or one without ammunition, finding a container of berets instead of what he anticipates, has to be seen to be believed."

The greatest problem now facing the British was the huge number of wounded, both British and German, in their care - now numbering some one thousand two hundred men. As the casualties were getting more numerous, medical facilities had only become more scarce and only five of the fourteen Regimental Aid Posts were still functioning, along with only two of the three Main Dressing Stations. A significant amount of the medical work was now being done at the home of a Dutch woman, Kate ter Horst, who had opened up her home and allowed it to be filled with as many wounded men as possible. Those who made it back home spoke in the highest terms of her and how she did wonders in caring for her unexpected guests and in stiffening their resolve. A truce was arranged on Sunday 24th, when German vehicles entered the Perimeter and removed about two hundred and fifty men on stretchers and sent them along with two hundred walking wounded to the St Elizabeth Hospital. Again the Germans behaved, in contrast with their reputation, with the utmost of integrity in observing this truce as gentlemen.

At first glance, XXX Corps was in a very good position, as with the capture of Nijmegen there were no more rivers between them and the Poles bunkered down at Driel, which itself was only eleven miles away. However, progress was slow; the tanks had taken nineteen hours resting, refuelling and re-arming once they had crossed the bridge, and while essential this caused bitter resentment from the American paratroopers who had fought hard and paid dearly for the bridge that they had just crossed, and could not believe that these British were 'taking a tea break', as they described it, rather than attacking the Germans.

While XXX Corps had been recuperating, the Germans had been busy. They had previously formed a rather thin blocking line north of Nijmegen, but now that resistance at Arnhem Bridge was finished they had padded it out, notably with more tanks and self-propelled guns. At 1230 hours on Thursday, the Irish Guards leading the way resumed their advance, only to find that the Germans were rather tougher than they expected - the leading tank was destroyed, and its wreckage blocked the narrow road. The ground on the side was marshy; totally unsuited to heavy armour, and the infantry which tried to take on the Germans were quickly pinned down by enemy mortar fire. Communications with the RAF flying overhead were sporadic at best, and the Guardsmen could make no progress.

With the Guards Armoured Division quite literally stuck in the mud, it fell to the Territorials of the 43rd (Wessex) Division to go around the west of he German line and find a route to Driel. However, it did not seem to have been passed down from their commander quite how urgent it was that the men in Arnhem be relived as soon as possible, and they set off at a distinctly cautious pace. Indeed, on Friday morning it was not a West Country burr but the upper-class accents of Household Cavalrymen from the Guards Armoured Division that greeted the Poles in Driel; they had used the cover of fog to slip through the German lines while the Territorials took until that evening to reach their objective. Nevertheless, all that stood between Major-General Horrocks and his objective was the rather formidable obstacle of the River Rhine.

Their situation was in contrast with that of their comrades just on the other side of the river; Urquhart had been sending urgent messages to his Corps commander in Nijmegen, Lieutenant-General Browning, that his position was desperate and that relief was required straight away. However, the northern bank of the Rhine was not secure and so the first crossing would have to be done by infantry reinforcing the 1st Airborne's positions at Oosterbeek, then a Bailey Bridge could be set up to allow tanks and other troops to advance in force. Unluckily for the men on the southern bank, the only means of getting across would be improvised.

The Poles made the first attempts to cross the river. At first, Royal Engineers from the 1st Airborne linked a few small boats that they had procured together with signals cable, creating a raft which could carry fifteen men at a time. This cable was totally inadequate for task and kept breaking, meaning that the Poles had to slowly struggle with their paddles against the strong current. Even worse, the Germans on the northern bank noticed the commotion occurring on the river and opened fire, and, realising how horribly exposed his men would be when dawn came and the Germans were able to see them, Sosabowski decided to stop the operation shortly before sun-up - by which point only fifty-two of the Polish Brigade were across the river.

They tried again the following night, this time with proper assault boats provided by XXX Corps. Even now, however, the bad luck which had never left them reared once more its ugly head. Sosabowski had been told that the boats were large enough for sixteen men, but they turned out to be only sufficient for twelve, leading to a significant delay as the Poles sorted themselves out. They ended up setting out extremely late, at 0300 hours, and came under much heavier fire than the previous night as the Germans were now expecting them. The plan had been for a Polish battalion to be on the far bank by dawn, but the force actually over the river at that time was closer to a company in size, and some of them were captured by the Germans as they wandered around in the unfamiliar surroundings.

By this point, the British in the form of XXX Corps were now fully reorganised in Driel, and planned a properly-organised crossing on Sunday night. Major-General Sosabowski spoke with the senior British officers, Horrocks and Browning, and told that that he had surveyed the enemy positions and believed most of their troops to be concentrated around the area occupied by Urquhart's paratroopers. Therefore, he proposed a major crossing of the entire 43rd Division and his own brigade a few miles downstream, where opposition would be light and they would be able to cross in safety before re-organising and relieving the 1st Airborne. It is likely that this plan would have been the salvation of Market Garden, but the British commanders had by now lost all patience with the stubborn, abrasive Polish General and they ignored his advice, thinking that he was trying to cover for the inadequacy of his own forces.

Major-Genera Thomas, in command of the 43rd, had his own idea of how to get across the river. He decided that one of his own battalions, the 4th Dorsets, should cross directly opposite the Westerbouwing Restaurant - still in German hands - followed by the 1st Polish Battalion, while the rest of the Poles crossed several miles upstream. As it happened, the latter, vital crossing was cancelled because not enough boats could be found, and so all priority was given to the Dorsets' crossing at Westerbouwing. They only managed to get two companies across before German fire made further actions suicidal, and because they had landed in scattered groups they were easy prey for the Germans. Only seventy-five of them reached the Airborne Division's lines, and they had lost all of the supplies that they had intended to bring.

Although the crossing had by no means proven that there was no way to reinforce Oosterbeek, the British commanders decided that Market Garden could no longer succeed. It was still possible that a better-informed crossing could win the day, but the central premise behind the entire operation - that the Germans were beaten - had been proven false over the past days and the veterans' fears of the Teutonic ability to fight beyond expectations in the most hopeless situations had been proven true. Furthermore, the Germans had made a counter-attack in the Eindhoven area and cut the road to Arnhem, so even if a crossing were successful it would still be a hard fight to make the bridge good for anything (in the event, it took two days for the American 101st Airborne and British tanks to clear the way).

Accordingly, Thomas sent a letter at 0600 hours on Monday the 25th to Urquhart, telling him that XXX Corps had abandoned hope of reinforcing his men and advising therefore that he withdraw back across the Rhine. The Perimeter was by now showing definite signs of strain, and after two hours of consideration Urquhart contacted Thomas to inform him that the paratroopers would pull out that night. However, the battle was not over yet; the gunners of the Light Regiment had intercepted German communications telling that a heavy attack against the Lonsdale Force in the south-eastern corner of the British position was imminent. This attack was intended to break through the British lines and cut them off from the riverbank, which would make a withdrawal impossible.

These attacks came throughout the day, mounted by two veteran SS Battlegroups. The first managed to break through the front line defences to attack the Light Regiment's gun positions around the church. It came down to direct fire from the artillery pieces being directed against Tiger tanks and German infantry, but the attack was only broken up by a deadly accurate rain of shells from the 64th Medium Regiment over the river, landing their rounds inside the British perimeter without hitting the paratroopers just metres away. Rarely have infantrymen been more glad to have the 'ten mile snipers' watching their backs. The Royal Artillery proved its worth again as the South Staffords came under attack; what was described by one veteran as 'a snowball fight with grenades' had developed between them and German troops occupying a ruined building close to the British lines, which was abruptly ended when a Light Regiment gun fired at point-blank range and demolished the building, killing every German inside. The outlook was similar along the entire line, but the British held firm.

The General's withdrawal plan was based upon the excellent withdrawal from Gallipoli during the Great War, where fourteen divisions were withdrawn from the cliffs but not a single position abandoned until the last moment, so the Turks were totally unaware of what was going on. If the Germans caught wind that the paratroopers were leaving, they would certainly launch a sudden, violent attack along the riverbank and scupper the operation - deceptively named Operation Berlin. As such it was vital that Urquhart use every means at his disposal to achieve secrecy.

The first of these was a very complicated fire plan from all available guns, which bombarded most of the enemy positions at 2050 hours. Since there was almost no hope that those wounded men who could not walk would be safely evacuated, Urquhart reluctantly decided to leave them behind; those who could occupied the abandoned positions to make it appear that the British had not left, along with most of the medical staff who stayed behind to care for them, as well as some radio operators who sat transmitting fictional orders for a time so as to convince the Germans that they were still working as normal. The deception was more realistic than intended, however, as a few units - notably the surrounded D Company from the 1st Border - were in no position to either hear or respond to the other to evacuate and stayed put; only five of that company made it home.

The withdrawal began after dark, with the perimeter collapsing from the north so as to keep the river-bank defended until the very last moment. Troops blackened their faces, tied down their rifles and wrapped their boots in rags to make sure that they were as quiet as possible. Heavy equipment such as radios, vehicles and artillery guns could not be taken, and so they were denied to the enemy and left where they were. The King's Own Scottish Borderers took the lead and the rest of the division followed on. The weather was something of a double-edged sword; the rain provided cover from noise and sight but also made it easy to get lost, despite the tape lining the paths to the river. Once upon the evacuation zone, the wounded were given priority and then all ranks, from private to Major-General, queued up and calmly waited in the order in which they had arrived. At 2200, twelve powered boats and numerous paddled craft began taking men across the Rhine.

Operation Berlin was going well. The Germans had mostly not noticed the sappers on the boats, although the Canadians did have endemic engine trouble, and even when they did realise what was going on they thought that the boats must be carrying extra men north, and so they shelled likely assembly points south of the Rhine, which were of course mostly empty. However, engine trouble and occasional German fire did take its toll on the boars, and shortly before dawn the last serviceable boat became useless. Those left on the bank mostly stripped off and swam, most getting across but many drowning or ending up in the hands of the Germans on the northern bank. In all ninety-five men died during the evacuation, although estimates vary wildly for the number left on the bank and taken prisoner; some sources say three hundred, but the actual figure is almost certainly far lower.

The next morning, as the Germans began their usual attacks on the British lines, they realised what had happened. Those men who had stayed behind laid down their arms and surrendered, as ordered, and were sent to the St Elizabeth Hospital for medical treatment. Of the ten thousand six hundred men that had originally jumped into and landed in Wolfheze, only two thousand, three hundred and ninety-eight returned safely across the river. Of the rest, some one thousand five hundred were dead, and six thousand four hundred in German hands, a third of whom were wounded. On the German side the official estimate is that three thousand three hundred became casualties, of which one thousand three hundred were killed, but modern investigation points to at least one thousand seven hundred dead making the former figures suspect, at best. In all, some four thousand soldiers, airmen and civilians lost their lives during the fighting for Arnhem.

Many of the Airborne men were still in the Arnhem area, however, in hiding helped by the courageous men and women of the Dutch Resistance. The several hundred British troops were soon organised, mostly by Major Tatham-Warter and Brigadier Lathbury, and established communications with the Allies. Acquiring weapons for themselves they agreed to be used as a coup-de-main force if XXX Corps were to attempt to cross the Rhine again, but once they realised that this was not going to happen they were evacuated, under the code-name of Operation Pegasus (the symbol of the Airborne forces), to the British lines on 22nd October. The evacuation proceeded well, although a follow-up effort a few days later was less successful and resulted in some fatalities after the press alerted the Germans to what was going on.
 
For all its promise, Market Garden had almost completely failed, and Brigadier Hackett's words before the jump that 'if [they] didn't get all of the bridges, then it was hardly worth going at all' must have rung in the ears of many of the soldiers on their way home. The British newspapers, however, reported it as a great success, highlighting the courage and tenacity of the paratroopers in holding out against the Germans for so long. Indeed, for all the errors in planning, Arnhem remains one of the greatest examples of glory in defeat in military history, and the conduct of the men of the battered 1st Airborne Division, holding their positions for nine days in grim circumstances when their entire force was expected to be able to last for four, is absolutely beyond praise.

In public, Field-Marshal Montgomery, the architect of the plan, said that he was pleased with Market Garden's outcome and that it had been 90% successful, based on the amount of ground that had been taken. Of course, as Hackett had pointed out, without Arnhem Bridge the ground taken was of very limited use, and was almost ignored until March 1945, when paratroopers from the British 6th and the American 17th Airborne Divisions secured a bridgehead over the Rhine at Wesel, which would have been impossible without the capture of Nijmegen and led very quickly to the end of the war.

What was left of the 1st Airborne Division was immediately sent to Nijmegen, where they were given good food, clean clothes, and a warm bed for the first time in nine days. On 29 September they were flown home to a hero's welcome, shortly followed by the Polish Brigade, but the American divisions, who had been expecting to go home after the operation, remained in theatre until November 1944 as the 2nd Army badly needed the extra manpower that the two fine formations brought with them, and despite some (mostly) good-natured grumbling the Americans continued to distinguish themselves.

On its arrival home the 1st Airborne was in a terrible state. Major-General Urquhart's men had lost 85% of their number, two of the three Brigadiers (Hackett, who was in German captivity, and Lathbury, on the run) were absent, only one of the nine battalion commanders had returned, and the experienced commissioned and non-commissioned officers of the division had been decimated. What had been the finest division in the British Army had been all but destroyed as a fighting unit, and its destruction hit Urquhart hard. The 4th Parachute Brigade was broken up to fill the ranks of the 1st, and although waves of reinforcements arrived over the coming months the division was unable to truly rebuild itself, and did not see action again until it was disbanded in August 1945.

As for the fates of the officers and men involved in the battle, perhaps the least deserved fell to Major-General Sosabowski, whose brigade had been far from successful in the action and who was made into almost a scapegoat by the British commanders. Following a letter from Browning to the War Office he was sacked as commander of the Polish Brigade, and went on to various civilian jobs in manufacturing, at one point working on a factory line as an ordinary hand.

Roy Urquhart became famous as a result of his leadership during the battle, and was made Companion of the Order of the Bath as well as being awarded the Dutch Bronze Lion. Furthermore, it was recommended by no less a figure than Field-Marshal Montgomery that Browning should be promoted to full General and that Urquhart therefore should take his post as deputy commander of the 1st Allied Airborne Army. After the war he worked mostly with the Territorial Army, spending two years as commander of the British forces in Malaya during the Emergency, laying the foundation for his successor, Gerald Templar, to soundly defeat the communist insurgents. Later on he raised the 16th Airborne Division of the Territorial Army and commanded occupation forces in Austria, but his reputation was somewhat stained by the defeat at Arnhem and he never received his much-deserved promotion. Retiring from the army in 1955, he published a book detailing the battle from his own perspective and took a job with British Steel until his retirement in 1970. He died, leaving a wife and four children, in 1988.

Brigadier Lathbury served along with many of the Airborne forces in Palestine after the war, but soon went on to the Imperial Defence College (now the Royal College of Defence Studies) and succeeded his former General as commander of the 16th Airborne. Various command appointments followed, including Commander-in-Chief of both East Africa and Eastern Command, as well as Director-General of Military Training at the War Office, Colonel-Commandant of the Parachute Regiment, and Governor of Gibraltar, by which point he was a full General. Philip Hicks was made Commander of the Order of the British Empire for his leadership of both his own brigade and the entire division during the battle, and retired in 1948 to become a regional commissioner for refugees in Germany, dying in 1967.

John Hackett had a very eventful career following the battle. He was sent to Palestine, presiding over the disbandment of the Transjordan Frontier Force in the wake of the British withdrawal, and after attending the Imperial Defence College took charge of the 20th Armoured Brigade, glad to be back with his native cavalry; he had been a Hussar before joining the Parachute Regiment. Soon he was promoted to Major-General and given command of the 'Desert Rats' of the 7th Armoured Division in Germany, a post which he held until 1958 whereupon he became Commandant of the Royal Military College of Science at Shrivenham. In 1961 he was promoted yet again, becoming GOC Northern Ireland and delivering a very well-received series of the Lees Knowles Lectures at his alma mater, Cambridge University. Despite some controversy he was promoted to full General and made Commander-in-Chief of the British Army of the Rhine and NATO's Northern Army Group, where his ability to speak several languages and friendship with many foreign officers made him an excellent man for the job.

Despite serving as the Deputy Chief of the Imperial General Staff, Hackett was too clever and bluntly-spoken for the top job of Chief of the Defence Staff, and so retired from the Army in 1968, becoming an academic. He made this transition very easily and served as Principal of King's College, London, making something of a name for himself by marching in the student protests of 1973. He retired from King's, although he would return as Visiting Professor of Classics, and devoted himself to writing and lecturing, writing his memoirs and an insightful work of fiction entitled 'The Third World War' in which he described how a global war might take place in 1985, then a companion book in 1982 which predicted the collapse of the USSR and the future importance of Middle-Eastern oil. He died in 1997 a very well-respected figure,

Hindsight has generally written off Operation Market Garden as a misguided blunder which wasted thousands of lives. However, given the circumstances at the time, it was an eminently reasonable if audacious operation to attempt, and given the potential prize it was certainly worth the risk; had it succeeded Field Marshal Montgomery would certainly have been hailed as a tactical genius for proposing it instead of having it as a stain on his reputation which has sometimes eclipsed his other, far more significant, actions. Its central assumption proved to be flawed, and the operation instead proved to the Allies that the Germans were far from beaten; indeed they would launch a sudden offensive into the Ardennes only three months later.

Winning the Battle of Arnhem has been described as Germany's greatest ever mistake. Had they lost, and their will to fight collapsed, the British and Americans would have entered Berlin long before the Russians were anywhere close to it. This would have avoided not only the hard fighting of 1945 as Allied forces on both sides of Germany fought their way to the capital, but it would have avoided the division of Germany and therefore the ensuing Cold War, although probably inevitable, would have been far less perilous; the Russians learned about rocketry and what the Nazis had discovered of nuclear weapons through their plunder of German laboratories, and had they not done so they would have certainly been many years behind the Americans in the arms race that followed. Had Marker Garden succeeded, for better or for worse the world of the last sixty years would have been a very different place.

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I've only read the first part, but looks brilliantly-written as usual!
 
From what little I've read whilst skimming through it looks like an interesting and well written article. I think I've noticed a few things that I have issue with but I'd prefer to comment when I've read the article properly and had time to research the points I would make. This might take some time as I'm in the middle of compiling a manuscript at present, but I promise to get back to it because Arnhem is a subject that fascinates me.
 
How the hell did that happen?

Not all that unusual - literally, the knot slipped or the rope broke or something stupid like that. That's one of the reasons that we have barely used gliders since; except in times of great need there's simply too many attendant risks.
 
read it all in one go, there's quite a lot of detail, an interesting read, raised a few questions

what sort of training and equipment did the glider pilots have, i would assume they were somewhat prepared to fight, knowing they'd be staying with the rest of the troops on the ground

you give the impression that using weapons and ammo from dead germans was an act of desperation, i had assumed that sort of thing was standard, especially as some of the ammo used was the same, and German small arms had a better reputation than their allied counterparts, eg. mp38/40 compared to the sten
 
Not all that unusual - literally, the knot slipped or the rope broke or something stupid like that. That's one of the reasons that we have barely used gliders since; except in times of great need there's simply too many attendant risks.

Hm... they were lucky they weren't over the North Sea then! BTW, this article could really use some maps.
 
what sort of training and equipment did the glider pilots have, i would assume they were somewhat prepared to fight, knowing they'd be staying with the rest of the troops on the ground

They were volunteers from other parts of the army, generally the infantry, and were trained as all soldiers are in basic infantry skills - as I think the article shows, they proved themselves more than capable of slotting into the line and fighting on the ground.

you give the impression that using weapons and ammo from dead germans was an act of desperation, i had assumed that sort of thing was standard, especially as some of the ammo used was the same, and German small arms had a better reputation than their allied counterparts, eg. mp38/40 compared to the sten

Well, the Sten was truly awful, and its successor wasn't much better, but taking weapons from the enemy is (while it does happen quite frequently) generally looked down upon because it ruins commanders' abilities to direct fire because their assessments of the range, accuracy and so on that their men can put out are thrown off. Taking ammunition is more common, but not everyone manufactures it to the same standard as we do; the Russians actually made their rounds just a touch bigger than the German equivalents so that they could use German bullets - albiet with reduced accuracy - but the enemy could not use theirs.

Hm... they were lucky they weren't over the North Sea then! BTW, this article could really use some maps.

Good idea. I was initially not so keen on putting in pictures, but I've found a few good ones - stand by,
 
Good article. Haven't had time to read it all yet.

It's interesting to note how poorly the Allies had developed the radio for tactical use through WWII.
 
I especially like your closing point. The greatest mistake of Germany, I bet they did not think so at the time, but the end result was far worse for them in the long term.
 
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