Tuesday 13th October 1942
A lorry from the Regiment came to collect us this morning, and we were deposited at RHQ (RSM Carlo!) early in the afternoon, after a long and rough journey. The Regiment is not in action, so even here there is a little bullshit. The routine, I should imagine is approximate to that which was in force in the Bagush Box in 1940.
I was posted to 519 Battery, and (pro tem) attached to BHQ. They haven't got a job for me, at the moment. There were many new faces, but also quite a few familiar ones.
Bob Andrews (pay clerk), Ken White (NCO Sigs), Don Pounds )BQMS), Wally Parkin (his assistant), Ted Gayler (exchange NCO), and two of my old “C” Troop signallers, Gus Hallows and Jock Fleming. There were quite a few others I knew, too, such as the signaller who joined us at Mena in April, and Jack Weatherall and Jimmie James.
Tonight, once again I slept under the stars, on a wide miredam – there are no dug outs here, it's well behind the lines – and slept damn well, from 9:30p.m. to 5:45a.m. next morning.
I was posted to 519 Battery, and (pro tem) attached to BHQ. They haven't got a job for me, at the moment. There were many new faces, but also quite a few familiar ones.
Bob Andrews (pay clerk), Ken White (NCO Sigs), Don Pounds )BQMS), Wally Parkin (his assistant), Ted Gayler (exchange NCO), and two of my old “C” Troop signallers, Gus Hallows and Jock Fleming. There were quite a few others I knew, too, such as the signaller who joined us at Mena in April, and Jack Weatherall and Jimmie James.
Tonight, once again I slept under the stars, on a wide miredam – there are no dug outs here, it's well behind the lines – and slept damn well, from 9:30p.m. to 5:45a.m. next morning.
posted by Paul Wilson at 1:54 pm
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