Name: The Grave of the Man Who Never Was: Operation Mincemeat
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It's not often that you see a gravestone with a correction on it.

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But then, it's not often that you find a story as strange as this one.

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I'm just outside Huelva, in southern Spain,

and a little distance away is the grave of the Man Who Never Was.

In 1943, as the Second World War raged on,

the body of Major William Martin, of the British Royal Marines,

was discovered floating off the coast here.

Chained to him was a briefcase, and in it: a letter with details about

the Allied armies' plans to attack Greece across the Mediterranean Sea.

It wasn't 'here are all our secret war plans',

but it was close; it was a friendly letter between generals

that gave away all the necessary details.

British Intelligence raced to recover the briefcase

before German spies could look through it,

but not before a copy of them was on its way to Hitler,

who then moved huge numbers of troops, tanks and boats to Greece,

Hitler was probably quite surprised, then,

off the southern coast of Italy, and not Greece.

And won, with a fraction of the losses that they could have suffered.

There never was any Major William Martin.

But there was a man called Glyndwr Michael.

He was a Welshman in London in World War 2,

He died on the streets after eating poison;

perhaps deliberately, perhaps by desperately eating food that was left out for rats.

his body was "removed out of England", and well, that's true:

his body was held in a mortuary for a while,

then dressed in the correct uniform and given painstakingly forged personal documents:

a receipt for a wedding ring, a photo and love letter from a fiancée,

a bus ticket, some keys, some other paperwork.

Then the body was put onboard a submarine which sailed to the coast of Spain.

And quietly, on a dark night in April 1943,

the boat's crew let the body drift with the currents.

The plan was called, rather gruesomely, Operation Mincemeat.

British Intelligence had chosen their target well.

and the Spanish head of intelligence was the sort of man

who would claim the discovery as his own,

and then travel to Berlin to deliver copies personally,

and perhaps even embellish the story of how it was found

to make himself look better and the tip a bit seem more credible.

And of course, all the desperate British efforts to recover the documents were a sham.

And by 1943, the team at Bletchley Park had cracked the Enigma cypher

and were listening to German communications:

less than a month after Glyndwr's body had been released,

the codebreakers intercepted a signal that showed that the scheme had worked perfectly.

Britain took Sicily, used it as a beachhead to get to Italy,

Major Martin, by then, had been buried with full military honours and an appropriate gravestone.

It wasn't until decades later that his real identity was revealed:

Glyndwr Michael, served as Major William Martin.

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The Grave of the Man Who Never Was: Operation Mincemeat

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