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Previous | Contents | Next Some of the following is in the first person, written by Cliff, some in the third person, written by me based on his notes. ~ Ian. It was more than two months before Cliff was passed fit for duty. After arriving in hospital his condition ... Read more
Previous | Contents | Next Out of hospital Sisters Whitten and Johnson must have known what was going on but didn’t take any notice. I was confined to bed, so the party centred around my own and Popeye’s bed, just across from mine. It was a happy and merry occasion. One ... Read more
Previous | Contents A few days later Cliff wrote from the Signal School, N.Z.E.F., Middle East Forces. They were at 2NZEF’s main depot and training camp near Maadi, about 8 miles up the Nile from downtown Cairo. Although he couldn’t tell Dorothy exactly where they were, he did say he ... Read more
Previous | Contents | Next The next stop was Ceylon — Sri Lanka — where the Mauritania berthed for over and week and the men had four days shore leave in Colombo. “Sights rarely seen” indeed, and a very different culture. In the Colombo Post Office Cliff added this note to ... Read more
Previous | Contents | Next Ten days later Cliff was back in Camp again. “My dear Dorothy,” he wrote. “Hello my dear, how are you now? To be frank with you, I’m as cheerful as a funeral. I miss you terribly, sweetheart. “Thank God that we can at least write to ... Read more
Previous | Contents | Next Cliff sent Dorothy a postcard, postmarked Wellington, as they were about to move out into the stream. They were “very, very lucky” — six of them in a flash, first class twin cabin with four additional berths fitted. They had a porthole, shower, hot and cold ... Read more
Contents Because of his role, Signalman Baugh (as he remained throughout the war) probably had a slightly better idea of what was going on than most of the Other Ranks — but Sidi Resegh, part of Operation Crusader in Libya, was not just lethal but confusing at every level. ~ ... Read more