Roger Neilson II -> January 11th 1942 (9/23/2011 12:56:29 PM)
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So we arrive in this little port called Ossthaven - Duch place. I have a 'chat' with LCDR Hirst and point out that unless I can see specific orders pertaining to me then I will count myself a supernumerary on his fine vessel (my A*****) and needs must go and locate higher command and find out what my orders are. This flummoxes the navy boy who obviously has no authority over me on land and may in fact, if truth were told, be glad to be rid of me. So I stow my gear, and am promptly deposited on the jetty and off he goes....... Place is a bit busy with lighters loading up with troops, pulling away from the piers and heading out to bigger ships offshore. A local boy comes up and offers to carry my kitbag... and off we stroll. He takes me to some warehouse place where HQ is situated and there, cohabiting is Malaya Army HQ and 223 Group RAF. Its all a bit busy but I present myself to Colonel Leister and once my 'bona fides' have been checked he deigns to see me for a few moments. Turns out I have been completely forgotten about, presumed food for the sharks. He has no use for me (suits me to old boy I thought) but can find me a berth on the XAP West point - currently in harbour (typical bloody army passes the problem to someone else always) so my orders are speedily cut and I have the 'boy' carry my kitbag back down to the piers again..... then the humiliation of it all, I have to join a queue with loads of other HQ types and wait my turn for a space in one of these lighters...... Finally on board, having to clamber up rope ladders is not my way of arriving for a cruise - and we all are just bedding down in any bit of deck available. I gather in conversation with others that both Manila and Rangoon have fallen to the slant eyes. My orders are to rejoin Malayan Army HQ - but they failed to specify where they are..... again the rumour mill on board has it variously at Port Blair, Chittagong, Cocos Islands, Diego Garcia, Singapore, Australia....... maybe when we are out at sea I can persuade a matelot to tell the the course and speculate on where we are heading, though I gather there's a lot of 'zigzagging' to throw any Jap subs off their attacks. [image]local://upfiles/21586/FED343A7C2B04941BA7E91408FCC1800.jpg[/image]
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