Johnsson Beharry VC
Published by Sphere
Verdict: 5/5 – Why haven’t you got this yet?
Some people know Johnson Gideon Beharry as the guy from ‘Dancing on Ice.’ He is, however, much more than that, being the first living recipient of the Victoria Cross in over thirty years. Personally, he is also my greatest living hero. The term ‘hero’ is used for popstars, filmstars, footballers and even reality celebs. Some of theses do have talent, but are not heroic in the way that every British soldier is, and the VC recipients are like gods among heroes.
The book ‘Barefoot Soldier’ is the autobiography of Johnson Beharry, detailing his childhood, early adulthood and the action he saw in Iraq which led to him gaining the VC. I have read the book before so I knew what to expect, and I also knew that I would enjoy it.
Ishould start with the negatives. It took me a while to think of these but I don’t want to sound like a sycophant. The book could do with an update now; I am not sure if this has happened, but since the VC, he has married, had children and been on ‘Dancing on Ice’. I would love to know more of what direction his career has now taken. After becoming a VC what does a guy do next?
That is possibly the only downside, as the book tackles the trials that Beharry went through all of his life, from an alcoholic father, a slide towards womanising and drinking to some tough times in the army. The book is not an ego trip – Beharry has character flaws as we all do, and he mentions them. He sometimes skived, he drank, he may have turned out worse had it not been for the army. He is modest, as many VC winners are; “just doing my job”.
Being written first person, it delves into Beharry’s mind, something that is missing in history books, news reports and biographies. We get to learn more of who Beharry is and what drove him on. We learn he is really a normal guy who wants a simple life and somehow became a hero.
Who is the book for? I would love everyone to read the book; we can be proud of our British armed forces and the heroes that make them up. He should inspire British children but also the poor and ethnic groups. There is a discussion in the UK about there not being enough black rôle models – here is one of the greatest black heroes I can think of (please don’t argue the point, I write, not discuss race!). Politicians should also read the book to learn about our fantastic armed forces that they seem intent on destroying.
To rate the book, I would have to give it the full marks, and recommend it to everyone and if there are any directors out there, make this into a biopic.
by James Herbert
First Published 1988
The book follows the simple idea of a haunted house. David Ash is a psychic investigator who uncovers fake hauntings and has doubts as to the existence of ghosts. His sceptical view stems from a dark childhood secret. He travels to Edbrook, a remote country house, to investigate a haunting and stays with the Mariell family and begins to unravel their family secret.
Ok, so I have not read James Herbert for a while as I was getting fed up with his books. I got this book cheap in a charity shop, which is the best place to get books in my opinion. Or at least until I am an author and my royalties are affected. I had an open mind. Maybe with the passing of time, I would like his books again, maybe I had just read several duff books and this would be the one to bring me back.
The blurb in the dust cover promises that ‘he has taken on the haunted-house mystery story and re-forged it in his own uniquely brilliant and terrifying way.’ Sadly, the book is different to other haunted house stories in that James Herbert uses all the themes that he uses in all of his books, as well as every theme that haunted house films and books have used since, well, since houses were haunted.
James Herbert has very limited characters, which was the main reason that I was alienated from his books. All of his major characters in his books are late thirties to early forties, at least in ‘feel,’ if not implicitly stated. The character is always male, heavy smoker and drinker, hiding a bad past. The first pretty female encountered WILL end up in bed with said male character. She will have little character development and be very two dimensional.
Then there is the haunted house; it is like a check sheet of what to include. Murky pond haunted by a girl, having life-threatening experiences happen, then suddenly they are not. The house owner hiding information about a dodgy past to the hero, crazed people hidden from others, the violent dog, the ghost detectors that are not set off, child-like giggling, seeing someone, look again and they are gone. Telephones not working, the local pub knowing something dodgy happens at the big house. Ok, you get the picture; there is nothing original in here at all. We’ve seen it all before!
Then there is the mitigation. James Herbert has the skill to form the story. He does not resort to mindless bloodshed, bludgeoning his readers over the head to force the point that this is horror; he molds the words to be psychologically horrific. His words leave deep impressions and vivid images. I did keep reading it; there were interesting parts, sadly not enough, and not enough originality. The haunted house is done to death, and it would take an incredible idea to revive it. Sadly, ‘Haunted’ does not deliver.
Vedict: Unoriginal and disappointing.
Life of General the Right Hon. Sir Redvers Buller
By Charles Henderson Melville CMG
There is a statue on the Crediton road on the edge of Exeter of a soldier mounted on his horse, an inscription on the plinth reads; “He saved Natal.” This is Redvers Buller VC, a personal hero of mine who served in the Zulu Way of 1879, one of my favourite periods in history.
‘Life of General the Right Hon. Sir Redvers Buller’ is a biography about the Crediton VC recipient. The book was available only on Print on Demand (POD) by Bibliolife who try to keep old, out of print books alive.
Redvers Buller was a son of a Devonshire squire, who made his way in the army, winning a VC in the Zulu War by saving several men while under fire, was sent to relieve General Gordon at Khartoum, led the army to victory for the Relief of Ladysmith, which subsequently allowed for the final victory in the Second Boer War. In Ireland, he reorganised the police to try to stem the rise of discontent and possibly one of his most important success, was the formation of the Army Service Corp (ASC) which allowed for better supply of weapons and food for the army. This has now become the Royal Logistics Corp and historians say, that without the ASC the Great War would not have been possible.
The book was written in 1923 and the age of the book is its advantage as well as disadvantage; the author interviewed the Buller family, including his wife and sister for information, and tries to use Buller’s letters and notes, and also those of his contemporaries. The downside is that one must remember when reading the biography that so much has not happened. The occasional comparison’s to the ‘modern army’ is in fact an army that has not experienced World War 2, and is the army of the British Empire at it’s most powerful. The events in of the book happened only twenty to seventy years previously.
The language can be difficult and to some reading today, offensive, showing just how much the English language has changed over the last ninety years. There is a use of the ‘N’ word but this is not used to be offensive but used correctly for the time. The spelling of some place names have changed too, such as ‘Kabul’ spelled as ‘Cabul’. The author of the book is an ex-soldier and the vocabulary draws much from the military area, which can be and obstacle for those less militarily minded.
The book is almost a historical source in its own, and written very personally. Originally written by a Brit for the British market, British items are often referred to as ‘ours’ (Our army, our men etc). The author does not state his opinion or judgement on the actions of the time, but does compare them on occasion to his own experience. The use of ‘I’ in many historical books is not common in modern books and in Biographies, only when the author knew the subject.
The biggest complaint of the book must be the ending. Or rather sudden stop. Reaching the end I was at first angry that the publisher had failed to print the whole book and was readying an e-mail of complaint. Searching the internet I found that they had included the book as originally written. The book ends with Buller’s successful reforms in Ireland. However the book fails to continue. After Ireland, Buller served in the Second Boer War, having several defeats before achieving a string of major victories. After that, he had humiliating press coverage and was forced to resign his position. Why the life of Buller does not continue, I do not know. Maybe the author wanted to remove Buller’s humiliation of defeat and resignation. This fails to give a full overview of his life and excludes one of his great victories, that despite defeat he won in the end and the masses loved him, so much so that they erected the statue mentioned earlier and in Crediton church there is a large memorial to him.
For all its foibles, the book does give much detail on Buller’s life that is not available elsewhere. The picture of Buller that is so often seen is a portly gruff looking Victorian soldier. This biography tells a different story. One anecdote tells of his time at the military training school where he got up to pranks that would not look out of place with today’s young or even the ‘Inbetweeners’. His letters tell more of his heart and opinions. It is interesting to see his view of the ‘enemy’. He never hates them and there is no sign of racism. Indeed, he says of the Zulu’s as ‘fine fellows’ despite narrowly avoiding death with them, and he dislikes fighting the Boers as they had served alongside him in the Zulu wars. These views were never made for public consumption as a soldier is expected to do his duty, regardless of personal opinion. Havnig read quite widly on Buller, this level of detail is absent, and other writers only concentrate on his military successes and failures, and there are also very few biographies on Buller alone at all, even in his home town of Crediton.
The other important note that can be drawn from this book is that there are many parallels that can be drawn with modern life. The army held up by dithering politicians, and Egypt, was taken into British ‘protective custody’ but then the British cannot withdraw as Egypt has to have a serviceable army to stop Islamist extremists invading from the south (Afghanistan anybody?). Buller complains about the press coverage and liberal armchair generals who do no know what it is like to be a real soldier. It seems some lessons are never learnt.
So is this book a good read? It is not an easy, casual read, only for a committed reader with an interest in Redvers Buller or Victorian generals. The biography is good, but is let down by the lack of coverage of the last few (but important) years of his life.
Verdict: A hard read, informative but somewhat incomplete.