To get us into condition after the inactive period at sea we were
exercised gently. Small groups were marched along to the brickworks, a
somewhat over stated term, where some Arabs were mixing up a dough-like
slurry that was then put into wooden moulds, something that had been
done by their forbears for the last three or four millenia. The moulds
consisted of four sides and a bottom; the open face of a filled mould
was smoothed off by hand and the brick turned out to dry and bake in the
sun. I never measured them but they seemed to be near enough the same
size as standard English ones. Bricks made this way were called
plano-convex because five faces were flat and the sixth convex; each
bore the imprint of a thumb on the convex face, formed as the brick was
ejected from the mould. Similar bricks were used in the building of the
Sumerian city of Ur several thousands of years ago.
From a pile of bricks we each had to pick up two and march back to the
camp, dump them then return for two more; 10 or 12 such trips gave us
the exercise we needed and acclimatised us to the dry heat. What was
unexpected was the blowing sand that seemed to get everywhere, in one's
eyes and ears and sticking like a film to any exposed sweaty flesh; some
relief came by eating one's food in the relative shelter of the tent but
even so sand could find any chink to gain entrance. Ignorantly after
dinner one day, mindful of instructions, I swallowed the two obligatory
salt tablets; later I felt a little strange and then discovered the
emetic properties of salt. Ever afterwards I took my salt in small
quantities with plenty of water.
As its name implied the camp was only intended to hold troops until they
could be dispersed to their various units; there were no recreational
amenities available though we could purchase a local brand of cigarettes
called Red Bird in packets of five for five fils (about one farthing
each, old currency). We slept 10 to a tent, feet at the central pole
and bodies radiating outwards; early on without being taught we learned
how to dig a recess for our hips and over this area we spread our
groundsheets. Though a bit firm our small packs served as pillows.
After dark the only source of light came from a hurricane lamp, this was
not always effective in which case it was swapped for a useable one from
another tent when nobody was looking, standard army practice.
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