Of the vehicles sent to us for repair some were too far gone to be put
back into service though they were still driveable -- barely, and these
were used for internal transport, delivering hot meals for one thing.
Borrowing the word from India we called them gharries and Johnny Lockett
removed from his skilled occupation of precision grinder was able to
master his to the extent that he could drive around almost clutchless.
Our drawing office was six strong, one from an architectural firm, four
from engineering firms and one, a sergeant, a free-lance artist. We had
ample supplies of drafting materials and were generally well equipped
though we had no print machine, only a glass frame for sun exposures and
a lead lined tank for the water developing and fixing of prints.
Besides cartridge paper and tracing paper there were plenty of rolls of
tracing linen that were rarely used for the designed purpose, once the
starch was washed out it made very nice bedsheets, a little narrow
perhaps but quite useable. We had two types of print paper, one a
standard blueprint and the other a brown line; these were called in army
parlance ferro-prussiate and ferro-gallic respectively.
Insignias of rank do a lot to inflate egos and the Company Office WO
came in full of his importance and the superior status of clerks, he
demanded immediate attention and three prints of a particular drawing.
"What colour d'you want?" asked the sergeant.
"What d'you mean?"
"What colour d'you want?"
"What choice is there?"
"Ferro-prussiate or ferro-gallic."
"Eh?"
"D'you want ferro-prussiate or ferro-gallic?"
"What's the difference?"
"Brown lines or white on blue?"
"I think it had better be the ferro-whatsit, white on blue." And
he departed, a little wiser and somewhat chastened.
Drafting skills and the associated engineering knowledge were not
generally appreciated; an Indian corporal, a Company Office clerk, a
baboo, looked in one day, viewed the work being done and said with an
air of complete confidence in his abilities, "You show me sergeant --
three days I do your job."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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