The Personnel

And finally, let us turn our attention to the personnel whose job it was to scoop up the crucial radio traffic from the sea and air. They were immensely skilled in terms of being able to audibly separate electronic noise from any meaningful encoded data, and, furthermore, they had to operate over many hours of continuous concentration. Needless to say, being bilingual, or even multilingual, was an important prerequisite. The encrypted data the stations collected were sent to local collection points (Plymouth was the main one in this area), and thence on to Admiralty establishments. Most, however, ended up at Bletchley Park. The data was couriered by a variety of means including: light aircraft, dispatch riders and cars, telegraph wires, and even the GPO (General Post Office) by means of post boxes, postal depots and the normal parcel delivery services of the day.

So, to finish off, let’s see how our Musician lyrically treats this very human feature of the overall story. These are the lyrics to Track 5 of A Crossword War by Kevin Adams.

I’m Listening To You

I’m listening to you, I treasure each call.
Say whatever you like, I won’t mind at all.
I just need to hear you speak to me, dear.

I’m hearing your voice, your voice in my ear.
I cherish the words though they aren’t very clear.
I try to make sense, decide what you meant.

Spill all your secrets to me, no matter how small,
And though they’re a big mystery I’ll look after them all,
Your innermost thoughts, the intimate sort –

Each night at this time I listen and wait.
I need to find out why your love turned to hate.
I write down what you say, I read it all day.

Whisper sweet nothings my love, no subject forbidden.
How is the weather right now on Unter Den Linden?
And how was your day? Oh please won’t you say?

We’re listening to you, we don’t think you’ve guessed.
Say whatever you like, we will fill in the rest.
We just need to hear you speak to us, dear.

I’m hearing your voice, your voice in my ear.
I cherish the words though they aren’t very clear.
I try to make sense, decide what you meant.