Author/Editor.
Neville J. Anderson-Budd
Bletchley Park Family.
ISBN 9781500751038
In February 1940 through until 1950 our family moved into Bletchley Park, where we took up residence in Number 2 Cottage in the Stable Yard this was after the Hymers family had moved out, Harry was sent back to work at the 54 Broadway in London. (There was not enough room at BP so SIS and Diplomatic Service went back to London Feb 1942) Jean and Faye were 8, Neville was 4 and our older brother Bobby was 17 when we moved into the park. As Harry Hymers was our father’s direct boss this meant that Dad was employed by SIS and the Diplomatic Service, but the work he carried out is still a mystery to our family, it is as if he was the ‘Scarlet Pimpernel’ in various books about Bletchley Park he is ‘Head of Hut 2’, Mr R Budd who headed the working party for day to day repairs and alterations at BP, Mansion Room Number 41, Main Administration Office of Mr. R Budd, In 1943 he was located in the main administration office and tasked with collating all outgoing private mail for posting in London, so as not to compromise the location of BP with its London FO Box Number. Number 2 Cottage was the home of the Quartermaster, Mr. Robert G. Budd so now you can understand why we call him the ‘Scarlet Pimpernel’, when we asked Mum the usual question often asked by children, which was “What did Daddy do in the War” the answer was always the same “Don’t ask me, he never told me a thing” and he NEVER EVER said a word about Bletchley Park during his life time.
Treasure of Bletchley Park.
ISBN 9781500770167
Faye Barnwell (Nèe Faye Patricia Budd) made the Wall Hanging and these are the notes descriptive which hang next to it in the Mansion.
One thing it says next to the Wall Hanging is, and I quote:-
The Head Grounds man Mr. Robert George Budd lived in Number 2 Cottage with his family. Our father WAS NOT the Head Grounds Man, would you employ a retired Naval Petty Officer who knew NOTHING of Gardening as a Grounds Man for a Park as big as Bletchley Park?, he did not know a flower from a weed and the only tree’s he knew were the ‘Cross Tree’s’ on board a ship.
Making the Wall Hanging brought back many happy memories for me.