The war years were important to Powell as a writer. During the months leading up to the outbreak of war he had realised that the inner calm necessary for creative writing, unattainable in the existing state of tension, would be even more so once the war started. He had accordingly begun to assemble material for a biography of
John Aubrey, the writing of which, he reckoned, would be more feasible in that it would require application rather than invention.
Once war came his determination to get into the army and to work hard in whatever posting he found himself ensured that long hours and physical fatigue put paid to any thought of writing extensively. From time to time he was able to read background material relevant to
Aubrey, much of it heavy going but providing distraction from current worries and discomforts. The writing of the biography had to await his return to civilian life.
Powell himself came to believe that the enforced lay-off from novel writing was not without value to him. War service certainly provided him with a wealth of material for subsequent use. Three volumes of
A Dance to the Music of Time are devoted to the war years:
The Valley of Bones,
The Soldier's Art, and
The Military Philosophers. Powell’s military service provided a framework for these three novels.
Powell joined his regiment as a second-lieutenant at the age of 34, more than ten years older than most of his fellow subalterns and next in age to the Battalion’s Second-in-Command. His previous military experience comprised his days in the
Army Cadet Force at
Eton and a spell as a Territorial officer in a South London Artillery regiment more than a decade earlier. Quite apart from the inadequacy of this preparation, a great deal had changed in weaponry, drill and procedure.
Powell had joined a Territorial battalion of his father’s old Regiment, but without his father’s assistance. It was Powell’s acquaintance with an officer who administered the Army Officers Emergency Reserve List that did the trick. The acquaintance arose because the officer's wife was boarding the Powells’ cats. He somewhat tactlessly expressed surprise at Powell’s asking for a “funny outfit” like the Welch, where there was little competition for commissions.
The 1/5th Battalion of the
Welch Regiment, referred to as the First-Fifth, owed its peculiar numbering to an esoteric practice favoured by the Army to preserve the links between regiments and the localities they recruited from. In 1938 the 5th (Glamorgan) Battalion had expanded and split into two battalions, re-labelled the First-Fifth and the Second Fifth. Local connections within the Battalion were reinforced at Company level, each of the four Companies of the 1/5th having been recruited from its own
Glamorgan mining valley. Many of the NCO’s and Other Ranks were serving alongside relations, in-laws or fellow-workers from the mine, where the peace-time hierarchy might be quite different from that imposed by military rank.
A number of the second-lieutenants, aged from 19 to 23, had been commissioned from the ranks a few months earlier. The Commanding Officer was a solicitor in civilian life. Many of the other officers worked in
Cardiff banks. This close-knit community took pains to welcome Powell, who began a period of intensive learning on the job as he led troops on a church parade, commanded them on field exercises and mastered the techniques of military administration at platoon level. All this was made easier at this early stage of the war, when the relaxed and friendly atmosphere of a peace-time Territorial camp still set the tone, but Powell’s application and success in adapting to his new circumstances should not be underrated.
Just before Christmas, 1939, the
53rd (Welsh) Division, of which Powell’s unit formed part was ordered to
Northern Ireland, the 1/5th ending up in
Portadown. In February 1940 he was sent on a course to
Aldershot intended to bring newly commissioned officers up to scratch. On his return Powell found that his Commanding Officer (who had been in poor health) had been replaced by a Regular officer, who had served as a younger contemporary of Powell’s father. The battalion was moved closer to the Irish border to
Newry and the new C.O. began the process of gingering up the Battalion, removing older or less efficient officers (a process that Powell survived), and promoting the young and promising.
Powell learned in April 1940 of the birth of his first son, Tristram, and was given leave to see his wife and baby. On his return his company was sent on detachment to the Divisional Tactical School to provide security and a demonstration platoon. The School was in
Gosford Castle,County Armagh, an abandoned
neo-Gothic pile whose appearance was well captured, sight unseen, by
Osbert Lancaster in his cover drawing for the
Penguin paperback edition of
The Valley of Bones.
Later that summer Powell left the battalion after seven months with them on posting to Headquarters
53rd Division, located in
Belfast, as assistant Camp Commandant, “one of the least distinguished jobs in the army” which, because of the incumbent’s proximity to the Divisional Commander, required a man “less than utterly uncouth in habits”. One of the duties of the post was to command the Defence Platoon that protected the Divisional Commander’s HQ in the field. This required its commander to mess with the General and the Division’s senior officers.
Lady Violet, with the infant Tristram, was by now living in
Sussex, a less than ideal location as the
Battle of Britain raged in the skies overhead. Powell arranged for them to move to Belfast, which had until then been free of air-raids, though this was to change almost immediately.
In January 1941, a
War Office telegram arrived ordering Powell to attend a Politico-Military Course at
Cambridge. Powell never established how this came about and he himself had made no attempt to escape from the lowly job to which he had been consigned. Twenty officers attended the course, which lasted eight weeks and was designed to produce a nucleus of officers to deal with the problems of military government after the Allies had defeated the Axis powers. This, given the military realities of the time, six months after the withdrawal from
Dunkirk, can only be regarded as contingency planning to the
n'th degree.
The report on Powell at the end of the course noted that he was “Able, but with no very obvious qualifications”. Despite the luke-warmth of this recommendation, the course director recommended that he should transfer to the
Intelligence Corps. While the transfer wound its way through the administrative machine, Powell returned to 53 Division HQ, by now located at
Castlewellan in
County Down.