The army would not be the army if we did not have visitations at times by the top brass. I don't remember and I don't think I ever knew who the officer was who came to inspect our installations; I wasn't much interested. However the Machine Shop was set up to display our talents and virtually every machine was to be working, operators were called in from other jobs where necessary and Johnny Lockett was one such lucky one. Although he was a skilled man he had been put to work driving an internal gharri around the base on trivial errands but now he was called in to stand by a machine that was honing the bores of cylinder blocks and he was doing just that when the top brass came by. The machine had been previously set up. "And what's going on here?" asked top brass. "Honing cylinder bores Sir". "I see, and how metal are you removing?" "Don't know, Sir." "You don't know! then what are you doing here?" "Watching, Sir." "What's your trade?" "Precision grinder, Sir." "Precision grinder and you don't know how much metal you're removing?" "No, Sir, I was just told to come here and stand by the machine. I don't think it's cutting anything." Johnny Lockett was not very popular with his superiors after that and I believe he went back to driving the internal gharri. I think it was about July or August 1945 that I was transferred to Egypt, anyway while we were in transit we read that the Americans had dropped a super bomb on Japan and the consensus among us was, "There they go, bragging again," and we put it out of our minds.