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- wneled (William Ledbury)
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- wneled (William Ledbury)
- Location of story:听
- U.K., Algeria, Tunisia and Central Europe.
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- Army
- Article ID:听
- A2456273
- Contributed on:听
- 23 March 2004
I understand that a few men were lost on that ship and that others had to swim amongst the flames upon the water! It seems that the incident took place near Gibraltar.
On the 5th of February the Battery set off from Bone for its final destination, travelling by land convoy via Tabarka (a delightful spot on the shore of the Mediterranean), Setif and Constantine, where we made a stop and were given a very warm welcome by the ladies of the locality!
On along treacherous winding roads through the Atlas mountains, and when darkness approached our convoy proceeded slowly but surely, tail-to tail, with dimmed lights. I was in the rear of what was known as a monkey truck i.e. (M1,M2, or M3) of the signal section.
After travelling some distance, I was horrified to see our water-wagon behind leap into the air and roll down an embankment. Shortly beforehand, the driver who had driven thus far, had changed over with the person beside him, who had been standing up as a look-out for enemy aircraft.
I immediately tried to alert our own driver by frantically banging upon the back of our truck, but to no avail. Thereupon, I decided that the only way in which to get him to stop was by climbing over the top and hanging on to the metal supports like grim death, owing to the extremely bumpy road. Finally, I was able to shout as loud as possible 'the water-wagon has overturned'
It was found that the metal hood support was across the look-out's chest and that battery acid had covered his face. Two of us were left behind on one of the most eerie nights of my life, high up in those mountains and with the howling of Arabs' dogs for miles around.
We were gladdened by the sound of approaching vehicles, but each time we requested one to stop and load the body, they were reluctant to do so. Finally, a medical vehicle arrived and were we grateful when they accepted the body and took both of us on to our RHQ. in Beja, where we were able to snatch a couple of hours sleep.
The dead man was given an official burial, before we were taken on to what was to later become our battlefield at Sidi N'Sir some 20 miles or so to the east of Beja.
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