We started work early in the morning, reveille was sounded by an Arab
bugler (we didn't have one) at 6am, we marched off to start work by 7am,
finishing at 2-30pm to take advantage of the cooler part of the day.
Most of us were classed as tradesmen though we were constantly reminded
that we were soldiers first and tradesmen second. Except for mounting
guard at the officer's quarters we were exempt from guard duties, these
were carried out by Indian troops within the workshops compound and by
the Royal Sussex Regiment around the workshops and camp environs. At
night they patrolled the streets in lorries equipped with twin Bren
guns. One report had it that they once fired on one of their own
corporals, hitting him in the legs. Often we would see them in the
morning marching back from their duties whistling or singing Sussex by
the Sea. Venturing into the workshop compound at night in pitch
darkness as we were sometimes required to do was a different matter,
quite an eerie experience in fact; the Indian guards were silent and one
never knew exactly where they were though their presence could be
detected by the faint clinking sound of the chain that attached their
rifles to them To ensure that we were not mistaken for intruders we
tended to announce ourselves by whistling. One would think that with
all these guards the place would be impregnable. Not so. Frequently at
night when we were at the mobile cinema sounds of gunfire would be heard
coming from the workshops and sometimes there were bodies.
Heat I think was our greatest problem followed by sandstorms. The
highest official shade temperature I remember seeing was recorded in
Baghdad, 121°F, though inside the workshops I've seen the mercury
register 128°F but this was enervating and little work was done then.
In severe sandstorms we protected our eyes with goggles but exposed
flesh was stung by blowing sand; although the lenses of the goggles were
not tinted it was like viewing the world through the yellowish amber of
Golden Syrup. In 1943 or perhaps it was 1944 I saw the nearly total
solar eclipse through a sandstorm, with goggles but with no other eye
protection.
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