I, Richard Tudor Parry, formerly Gunner, Royal Artillery, recently discharged from the Army, and now resident at [redacted], make oath and say as follows:-

1.  I was among the soldiers who were captured and shot, in a barn near Wormhout on or around the 27^th of May 1940.
2. The Convoy in which my Battery, 242 battery, 69^th Medium Regiment, was making for Dunkirk, was ambushed and destroyed at Wormhout. The men scattered according to orders, and I made my escape down a stream, chiefly by swimming under cover of the banks, until I arrived at the back of some large houses a little way out of Wormhout. I went into one of them to search for a map, but being unsuccessful, I left the house by the front entrance. I there ran into SS troops, and became a prisoner of war.
3. My steel helmet, pay book and personal belongings were taken from me, and I was ordered to join a group of about Thirty (30) soldiers, who were standing against a wall, with their hands above their heads, while the SS guards, who were covering them with tommy-guns, took turns to take refreshments from a vacated cafe.
4. I am sure they were SS-troops, because I saw for the first time the Lightning and Skull and Crossbones, which distinguish SS-troops. They also wore Black Uniforms, except for camouflaged capes.
5. Later, we were marched for about a mile towards Wormhout, but bearing left of the town, until we reached a large field, where I estimate some Fifty (50) (British) soldiers were collected, mostly members of The Royal Warwickshire Regiment, and Cheshires, with a few members of The Royal Artillery.
6. Later, a German Officer who looked like a Prussian, and wore a monocle, interviewed a man named (Daly/Daley) of whom I knew nothing more, and that, to the best of my knowledge and belief, he is still alive. After that, we were marched for about 2 miles across the fields, until we arrived at a Cow Barn, into which, we were marched. As I passed through the door, I noticed two small milk churns, which were standing outside the door.
7. No sooner were we all inside, then hand-grenades were thrown in, I counted five (5) in all. I was blown through a gap the side of the barn by the first hand-grenade, and only my feet remained inside. I was wounded in my leg, and was unable to move. Then I heard the Germans shouting ‘Raus, Raus’ and I heard our boys shouting abuse, and later, asking if they could have a smoke, before they were shot. Their request was apparently not granted, because a few seconds later, five men were lined up in the field on my side of the barn, and shot in the back. Then five were lined up in the field on the far side of the barn. I could see them round the back of the barn, and their last act, was to turn of their own accord, and face the firing squad.
8. After this, the Germans stood at the barn entrance, and sprayed the wounded with tommy-guns. I was shot through the foot. This rendered me unconscious for a time, and when I awoke, I saw a German looking at me from near the barn. He lifted his tommy-gun to his shoulder, and as I tried to get to my feet, shot me through the face.
9. When I came too, it was evening, and all was still. Two Frenchmen came to the barn, presumably to collect the milk churns, but when they saw the mess inside, they ran away. Two days later, I was picked up with others, by a Unit of the German Medical Corps, who treated us well. They put us six or seven survivors on stretchers, and took us via the clearing station, to Boulogne. I heard later, that they dug a mass grave for the dead close to the Barn.
10. If I was taken to Wormhout, I think I could find the barn. I also think that I could recognise the German Officer, and I am certain that I could recognise the soldier who shot me through the face. I saw a British Captain among our party, but I knew nothing about him.