Comfortable conditions in Petrie camp as the war comes ever closer

 

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2nd August 42

Dear Mother & Dad

I was beginning to think I might not get time to write this weekend.  A flood of duties and various other things made it look as though time would be against writing but a change in arrangements put things under control and unless there’s another change I’ll have this afternoon and evening off.

Your welcome letter of the 26th arrived on Thursday.  The news about 109 Augusta Road was somewhat of a surprise.  There’s no doubt about the security but I don’t like mortgages at the present time.  Don’t you think money is too unstable for mortgages now?  The war expenditure is so high that the relative value of money will have to be much lower after the war.  The basic wage will have to be about ten pounds a week and everything else in proportion to ensure high enough taxes to meet the national commitments.  Personally I think good land the best bet on the market today.  You remember the boom that swept the country in building after the last argument – it will probably be the same after this and all the people who have put off building homes because of manpower regulations will be wanting land.  It may not give any immediate return and will of course call up a bit in rates and taxes but values in and around Hobart must improve and alterations in home values will be reflected in land values.  As you say – the war is getting closer with petty (?) bombings but they won’t beat us that way – the navy and airforce seem to have the weight of them in straight out fighting but it’s their coming that we’ve got to contend with.

We’ve had a couple of welcome changes in organisation lately – we’ve got platoon cooking arrangements now – have established our own kitchen and of course muggins had to make another wog oven.  We used an old badly busted tank for a frame and a six inch pipe for a chimney.  She looks like an old railway engine and when we lit up everybody stood clear in case she took off.  When the clay started to dry out she set up about a dozen little hot water springs.  The other one is quite a success – the sergeant cook swears by it and we’re hoping this one will be even better.  We’ve got a champion cook too.  He was a shearers’ cook in civvy days and what he can’t cook is nobody’s business.  We were never fed like it before in our army lives.  If they keep the tucker up the way they have this last week I’ll be as fat as a seal in no time.

Friday was the OC’s birthday and as he expects to be leaving us soon the mob decided to put on a party.  We gathered some big logs and made a big camp fire.  The clerk collected a few bob from each of us and through the good offices of the unit we got an eighteen and a niner of beer and a quantity of savs and bread and butter.  One of the chaps has a piano accordion (twenty eight quids worth) and another chap a large mandolin and between them they supplied the music and when the beer circulated the sing song went with a burst.  It was one of the best nights of its kind I remember Jim McDonnell had been off the beer for a week but broke out in a big way and has only been semi conscious ever since.  He and Viv Abel – another soak from the north west coast – got very full last night and brought a dozen bottles home with them.  They drank the lot between them this morning and at twelve o’clock had to mount guard but they’ll get through.

Well I’m afraid there isn’t much writeable news so with love to May and Anne and best wishes to Laurie and the boys I’ll say cheerio.

Your loving son

Max

PS I’m glad the shoes arrived alright.

 

Comfortable conditions

Some members of the battalion were fortunate enough to be able to negotiate access to a laundry service provided by local resident Edith Williams.  This article by her great-niece Glenda Bone-Gault provides some fascinating insights.  http://simplyaustralia.net/article-gbg-autographbook.html

 

‘Petty’ bombings !?

http://www.ww2australia.gov.au/underattack/comenace.html

The main threat to shipping in Australian waters came in 1942 when the Japanese launched a submarine campaign off Australia’s east coast. In the two months after the midget submarine attack on Sydney Harbour at the end of May 1942, 14 Allied merchant ships were attacked and six of those were sunk. Some 60 merchant seamen died in these attacks, with 29,000 tons of shipping lost….The enemy submarines also took some action against shore positions. On 8 June 1942, the Japanese submarine I-24 fired ten rounds at Sydney Harbour in a five-minute period. Only one of the shells exploded, in Bellevue Hill.

Coinciding with the shelling of Sydney’s eastern suburbs on 8 June 1942 was a short bombardment off Newcastle, 160 kilometres north of Sydney. At approximately 2.00 am, the Japanese submarine I-21, commanded by Captain Kanji Matsumura, approached Newcastle. Matsumura’s orders were to attack the Newcastle shipyards. From about 2.15 am, he fired 34 shells from a position about nine kilometres north-east of Fort Scratchley, at the mouth of the Hunter River. Most of the shells landed in the vicinity of Customs House and the power station. All but one failed to explode but there was still some damage to buildings and houses near Parnell Place, behind Fort Scratchley. The attack lasted about 20 minutes, until just after fortress gunners fired in reply.

Two days after the attacks on Sydney and Newcastle, a Japanese submarine fired on the Age, an Australian coastal steamer travelling from Melbourne to Newcastle. An hour and a half later the merchant ship Iron Chieftain signalled that she had been torpedoed about 43 kilometres north-east of Sydney, in the same area. The Age reached Newcastle safely but the Iron Chieftain, loaded with coke for ship building in Whyalla, sank in about five minutes. Twelve of the crew, including the captain, went down with the ship while another 25 crewmen abandoned ship and landed in lifeboats on the beach at The Entrance.

It’s their coming that we’ve got to contend with….

ARTV09225Australian War Memorial collection – ARTV09225 (text also provided by AWM):

Propaganda poster referring to the threat of Japanese invasion. A Japanese soldier is striding across the globe towards Australia with the Imperial Japanese flag behind him. He is armed with a submachine gun and is about to stomp on Australia. This work highlights the psychological impact the Japanese advance had upon the Australian population, and the poster was considered so alarmist that it was not released in Queensland or Melbourne. During the Second Wold War it was assumed that the Japanese would continue their southward advance and invade and conquer Australia. It is now understood that although the Japanese authorities did briefly consider invading the northern part of Australia they ultimately decided to pursue a plan of isolating Australia, as they realised their military resourses would not be strong enough to hold all their conquered territory.

What are you doing for Australia in her darkest hour?

What are you doing?

The Government was still hoping that there would be enough support for the war, particularly now that Australian cities were being attacked, to avoid the need for conscription.  See this advertisement from The West Australian 18 March 1942 (also appeared in newspapers in other states)  http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/47185132

 

 

 

 

 

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A construction challenge, cafe comedy and a ‘real’ circus.

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11th July 42

Dear Mother & Dad

The rains seem to have set in for the day so we’ve retired to the tent for a while.  I’m in charge of a little job that calls for a rather practical application of wog methods of construction but neither I nor the blokes with me are very partial to the task.  We have to build a kitchen oven with all the appointments of a set-in cast iron stove out of mud and straw, and although we’ve all watched the wogs, the job of creating draft and flu etc is a rum ‘un.  However we’ll get there somehow.

Your welcome letter of the sixth arrived last night together with one from May.  By Jove she must be having a hard trot.   She’s as game as Ned Kelly too.  I certainly hope things have improved for her now.

I imagine Brisbane would be a much changed place since you were here Dad.  It’s the most scattered town I was ever in, but I can’t say I notice much difference in the people.  To me they seem more like Tasmanians than any other people in Australia.  Of course we may have acquired some of their mannerisms through being with some of them so long.  But you’d certainly enjoy being up here for a while.

We’ve been quite busy this week and I collected a bit of a cold so I went to town with another chap the other night and we had a Turkish bath.  It certainly sweated the cold out too – the quickest one I ever had.

I bought Mother a pair of shoes for her birthday.  I hope they make the grade all right and that she likes them.  I was in a bit of a fog about coupons but had no trouble at all.  They’re only a medium heel Mother but I noticed when I was home that you were wearing much lower heels so hope these are OK.  Don’t look for them too soon because I won’t be able to send them till Wednesday.

Ray Ross took Dick Lewis and I home to tea last night to meet the bride.  She’s certainly a very charming girl but I fancy she’ll be boss of the show.  She showed us the best collection of snaps of England and the Middle East we’ve seen.  Ray had a camera and Peggy’s brother and a brother-in-law were also away in different units and all carried cameras.

Except for a fresh current of rumours about leave that seem to crop up every few days, I’m afraid there isn’t any more news I can send you so with best wishes to May & Anne and regards to the boys I’ll say cheerio.

Love

Max

Jim McDonnell & Claude Geeves send their best regards

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Perhaps a motivation for the construction challenge!?  (Photo – Dick Lewis)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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18th July 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

I’ve got at least an hour before the sun goes down so will make the best of it.  We’ve just come back from a short route march – we’ve had a bit of a bath and have the rest of the day to ourselves.  It’s an absolutely glorious day – just like the middle of spring.  In fact there’s quite a lot of peach blossom out.  Everyone says it’s the mildest winter ever known here.

Your welcome letter of the 13th arrived yesterday along with one from Jack who seems to be sparking on all cylinders.  Sorry to hear of your mishap dad and hope the foot is soon better.  There’s no doubt about the joints when they’re shoved out a bit they play up.  The mater must be putting on condition if the doctor has put her on a diet.  I’m putting the pounds on myself too.  Since I knocked off smoking I must have put on a stone.  Both May and Ivy seem to be having a hard trot.  May particularly.  Ivy has to have her teeth out – a bad job at this stage of the game.

The little mention you make of Rennies is quite interesting.  What’s the position with property and mortgages these days, and how would you be placed?  I guess it would sell alright.  If the law’s on our side give those bastards no quarter at all.  Rennie is alright himself but that bloody woman – well, the sky’s the limit.

I think I mentioned in my last letter that the MO had set me a queer job.  Well we did the job – the draw and draft are perfect, we’re just waiting for the pioneers to make some doors for the oven then will see if the cooks can cook.

I was in town with Basher Bill [Bill Collis].  I’ve mentioned him at times.  He puts on some rare turns at times.  Well we went to a cafe for tea.  Bill had already had tea in camp – I was a bit late and missed out – so he just had some coffee and toast and I had steak and eggs.  When he had finished his toast he raced away to get some cigarette papers and took the bill with him.  So I asked the cashier if he’d paid and she said “Are you the baldie headed bloke?”  I said “No, not me”, she grinned and the people at two tables chuckled.  Anyway she said ‘That’s alright you’re paid for’.  The joke was certainly on me.  Dick Lewis who had been sitting five or six tables from the cashier said he heard Bill say – “I’m paying for Dad, the bald headed old bloke over in the corner”.  So it was no wonder they all laughed.

Another night I went in with Aggie Lloyd.  We were picked up by a man and a woman in a big sedan – a rare sight these days .  He had a big government job somewhere.  When we were nearly into town the lady asked us if we were doing anything special.  Of course we weren’t so they invited us home to dinner.  We had a lovely hot bath and a marvellous feed then they showed us some albums of snaps they’d taken in their travels – a great collection too – and we’re invited to go out any time we like.

We’re in a bit of training for a fifty mile marathon – it comes off Monday.  If we break the record and comply with the conditions we get twenty gallons of beer – so you can imagine the boys will be flat out.  But it’s a tough course and we’ve got a lot of doubtfuls, however I’ll be able to tell you more about it next week.

Things don’t seem too rosy just at present.  The Russian news is bad and in other places it’s none too good.  Quite a lot of the old hands would be willing to go back to the middle east and although I hate the idea of another sea trip – another Pundit campaign would be hell – but if they call for volunteers I’ll go.

I must say cheerio now.  My love to May & Anne and regards to the boys.

Your loving son

Max

PS Jim McDonnell & Nuggett Geeves send their best wishes.

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Dad (centre) and Bob (‘Stainless’) Steele NX4831 (Photo Dick Lewis)

 

 

 

 

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25th July 42

Dear Mother & Dad

Sorry to hear that the winter is making itself felt so hard this year.  You’ve certainly struck a bad patch – Mother with lumbago and Dad with gout.  I think you’re right in giving the wine a bye.  McDevitt used to suffer pretty badly with gout and if I remember rightly he used to take Epsom Salts for it.  There’s no doubt about it this is the climate for winter – but I suppose it will be very hot up here in the summer.  It would be good to be able to spend the summer in Tassie and the winter up here.

You mention that you haven’t seen Mick Mason for some time.  Well I had a letter early this week and he said he’d just about cut out on the job he was on and didn’t quite know what he would do next, but he certainly won’t be out of work.  If he gets in the line you suggest he’ll develop into a bludger and when he wants to he’s a good worker.  He said his wife expected to present him with twins shortly so I guess he won’t want to have too much lost time.

I haven’t seen Dick [Schultz] for about ten weeks but old Nugget said his wife told him in a letter that Dick was going home.  I wonder whether he’s worked the oracle .  He’s been battling to get out ever since he came back but I think he must mean that he’s copped some leave.  It needs more than diplomacy to get out these days.

I sent mother a birthday telegram on the 21st though I don’t expect she would get it that day.  I booked a phone call at the post office on Saturday for seven o’clock Tuesday night and when I went in I enquired about the call and was told it should be through at any minute.  Then somewhat after eight o’clock the girl said there were fifty five calls ahead of mine to Tasmania and eleven hours’ delay on the line so of course I had to cancel the call and send a wire instead.  I was quite disappointed myself.

Perry’s circus came up to the little joint near the camp and quite a lot of our fellows went to it.  There’s no doubt about it they haven’t much sense of humour.  Can you imagine any of our blokes going to a circus?  We’ve got more tents and more clowns than any circus.  I was down at the Q store the other day and listened to the quartermaster sergeant telling the story to an AMF (CMF?) Major who had come to see how we do things. Well the QM in question has a reputation for baloney but he absolutely excelled himself.  The most bare faced lies ever heard.  It was too brilliant to be convincing – we are the soldiers of HG Wells’ imagination – rum issues, beer parties out of regimental funds and concerts once a week and as for washing well nobody ever so much as washed a handkerchief.  I couldn’t help saying when the major had left “There’s no doubt about it, if Baloney was music you’d be grand opera”.

There was a a big Red Cross dance at one of the big suburbs last night and battalion provided transport for those who wanted to go.  It was quite a good turnout too – good floor, plenty of girls and good supper.

We’ll I guess I’ve just about exhausted the local news so with love to May and Anne and regards to the troops will say cheerio

Your loving son

Max

A Red Cross Dance

2015-12-12 09.35.18This Red Cross dance was in Hobart but no doubt the event mentioned in this letter was similar.

Photo : CJ Dennison – Hobart at War 1939 to 1945

 

 

Perry’s (?) Circus

According to http://www.pennygaff.com.au/heritage.html  :

During the Second World War, the activities of all travelling shows were curtailed.  Most circuses closed up as staff and performers volunteered for the war effort.  As a morale boosting measure, the authorities allowed Wirth’s Circus to continue operations on a limited scale.

 

 

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The leave lottery, missing Rossy’s wedding – and a crazy competition

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28th June 42

Dear Mother & Dad

I received your welcome letter of the 22nd June last night after we got back from range practice at the camp where Dad was before he went away.  We’ve had a couple of days down there.  It’s quite a good range isn’t it?  There’s an old lady keeps a store near there and she told us she and her husband had the store right through from before the last war.

The rationing system has certainly struck hard at a lot of people.  I guess the summer will see most of the girls stocking-less.  Still they’ll get used to it – by the time the show’s over they’ll be able to live on half the money it cost before.

Mother’s latest idea doesn’t find much favour I’m afraid.  In fact I take a very dim view (to use the army interpretation) of it.  You’d get a very rude awakening Mother – discipline wouldn’t be to your liking and you’d probably find yourself washing dishes and scrubbing floors for some would be’s – Definitely.…Mother rule it right out.

The news about Ivy was not altogether a surprise as she mentioned it in my letter last week.  I hope it will be for the better – It may be the best thing for her.

The morning after I wrote my weekly lament last week a little incident changed my outlook considerably.  I struck one of the coveted prizes in the leave lottery and at nine o’clock was a on my way to Brisbane for two days – a very enjoyable break.  Peter McCowan and Aggie Lloyd were the others and as Peter is a Queenslander knew his way round Brisbane and has quite a lot of friends and relations.  His girl friend’s mother keeps a boarding house almost in the heart of the city and we made that our headquarters – a jolly good crowd too – we lived like Princes.

We spent most of the first day on a shopping expedition and sightseeing.  Our shopping consisted of buying a wedding present for Ray Ross (I’ve often mentioned him in letters – he’s the bloke whose hair I cut at Mersa Matruh) – who’s facing the music next Wednesday.  The boys passed the hat around and we got nine pounds but things in that line (I suppose in other lines too) are very dear.  But eventually we decided on a silver tea and coffee set.  Very nice but terribly dear however I guess Novarro will appreciate them.  We went for several tram rides and in the evening saw the Corsican Brothers at St James.  The next day we called on two of Peter’s uncles who are fruit merchants – both returned men and quite interesting.  Their stand adjoins Hedley Geeves who claims to be a Tasmanian and to know the clan.  We were having a drink with them at the Grosvenor and a chap in civvies called Peter over to the other side of the bar and asked him if I was Max Hickman from Hobart.  He turned out to be Harold Hamilton – a chap May taught accountancy.  He had a commission but has been discharged.  He didn’t look too clever but I didn’t think to ask him what was wrong.

Youngster has mentioned some friends of hers named Wetherall in her letters and often suggested that I see them so I rand then up and they invited us out.  Peter was taking his girlfriend out so Aggie and I went.  They certainly are very nice people.  Ken – the husband is a Lieut in the Navy and as soon as I saw him I knew he was a brother of one of the Lieut’s we had in the Anti Tank when we first left Australia.  They made us very much at home and invited us to come again.

I had a letter from Shirley this week.  She seems quite happy and well and asked whether you had got her letter.   Her letter was sent air mail but took nearly five months to get here.  I must say cheerio now Mother and Dad.  I’ve got to get laired up for church service.  Love to May and Anne and best wishes to the boys.

Your loving son

Max

Quite a good range

Enoggera Range / camp/ barracks in Brisbane was established prior to World War I.

The Rationing System

For general information on Rationing and the Rationing Commission see https://www.awm.gov.au/encyclopedia/homefront/rationing/

In relation to clothing in particular – according to the Sydney Morning Herald of 7 June 1942, Stampede buying following recent ministerial announcements…had so depleted stocks held by Melbourne traders that blankets and other articles are now virtually unobtainable. (http://ergo.slv.vic.gov.au/explore-history/australia-wwii/home-wii/food-shortages-rationing).

Not only for civilians

Battalion Routine Orders of June 30 (AWM52 8/3/33/7) includes the following instruction:

CLOTHES RATIONING

(a) Personnel serving on 15 June 42 will receive for maintenance purposes coupons as follows:  Offrs  70 coupons per annum,   ORs  25 coupons per annum,  AANS,  VAD and FTD  35 coupons per annum

(b) It is anticipated that coupon books will be available on 30 June 42.  Until Army coupons are available cases of extreme necessity can be reported by COs Units through usual channels to appropriate HQ L of C Area for transmission to State Deputy Director of Rationing for consideration.  Any special issue of coupons in such cases will conform with normal entitlement of pers involved and will be recorded by COs Units so that the number of Army coupons can be withdrawn from Army Ration Book when issued.

(c) Purchase by offrs of offrs pattern greatcoats, uniforms and caps will NOT require render of ration tickets.

Mother’s latest idea

2015-12-08 16.30.46There were many roles women were encouraged to undertake.  Younger, fitter women could join the Land Army.  Others joined the services as cooks, mechanics, signallers, translators, clerks, etc…  But older women also served in voluntary capacities, helping the Red Cross or the Australian Comforts Fund among others.  Dad’s comments suggest his mother had thought of signing up for a services role – he mentions the likely discipline – but of course I can’t be sure.  (Photo – from CJ Dennison Hobart at War 1939 to 1945)

Novarro will appreciate them

Ray Ross was considered good looking: his nickname was Ramon Novarro – a Mexican movie star who assumed the mantle of ‘sex symbol’ after the death of Rudolph Valentino.

 

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Sunday 5th July

Dear Mother & Dad

I’m on guard today.  It’s a marvellous day.  The weather here is simply perfect and there’s a battalion cricket match on.  I volunteered to relieve young Dick Lewis so that he could have a game.

Your very welcome letter of the 29th arrived on the second so that’s moving it, isn’t it?  Some very interesting news too.  Jim McDonnell reckoned the Magistrate let him down badly.  He thinks those blokes ought to have bought a tenner (?)

Ack’s wife seems to have settled in pretty well up here.  She and Bob Cole’s wife have a flat at a seaside resort quite handy to the new camp and whenever we’re in camp they (Ack and Bob) manage to catch a bus out.  It must be a great holiday for them.  I believe there’s a tennis court quite handy and a good surf beach and as I mentioned earlier the weather is wonderful.  I’ve never known Ack to be so contented as he is now.  He was a bit annoyed the other day when they told him a chap out of the ASC had been made RTO at Hobart.  It seems that a screed had been sent out asking for nominations for the job but it must have missed this battalion.  Ack would have been a cinch for the job too.  Tasty eh – a commission and stop in the home town.

A bit of a surprise Bert Boyes getting roped in again.  What age group does he come under?  I guess Bert won’t fancy that too much.  I should have thought Mulcahy would have been a Lt Colonel before this – he’s had charge of a show for quite a long time.  There’s no doubt about it he’s in the right sort of show.

I think I mentioned in my last letter that one of the boys – Ray Ross – was going to do the trick.  Well, he went off last Wednesday.  We all wanted to get in to see it but at the last minute all the NCO’s in the platoon were put on a VDC instruction job.  We’ve been copping a fair few of them lately.  The blokes are vey keen and it’s quite interesting but we were a bit crooked about going last Wednesday.  We gave Rossy a bucks party on the Tuesday night.  Kev Power (one of our officers) got the beer and a local baker supplied the supper and as I think I’ve mentioned before we’ve got some good talent in the platoon so we had quite a good night.

A platoon of one (our?) battalion did a vey silly thing some time back.  They marched fifty two mile in fourteen hours and soon they’re all trying to beat it.  We had a go Friday but couldn’t comply with the terms and I must admit I was glad when we were disqualified.

I’m afraid there’s very little real news about so I guess I’d better stay cheerio for the present.  Give my love to May and Anne and regards to the boys.

Your loving son

Max

PS Thanks a lot for the PK’s.  They’re very hard to get these days.

 

A VDC Instruction Job

P04265.001The VDC – Volunteer Defence Corps – was originally made up of returned World War I servicemen, organised by the RSSAILA (RSL for short – the Returned Services’ League).   In February 1942 the VDC became part of the Australian Military Forces (AMF) and received training from regular soldiers.   By then, men outside the age limits for the regular services, men deemed unfit for active service and men in reserved occupations were being encouraged to join.

P04265.002 The VDC reached its maximum strength in June 1942 when enlistments in Queensland alone totalled over 17,000 men. The VDC covered coast-watching duties in the Torres Strait and along the eastern coast and Gulf; sentry duties at key installations; and the manning of beach defences, anti-aircraft guns and coastal batteries to free up regular troops for service in forward areas. (http://www.ww2places.qld.gov.au/theservices/theaustralianarmy/#volunteer_defence_corps)

Photos – members of the VDC practising their marksmanship, and being given instruction in the field for training purposes  (AWM P04365.001 and AWM P04365.002)

A very silly thing

There are references to this ‘competition’ in The Footsoldiers and in the unit diary.

Bill Crooks notes: An endurance feat which the CMF and AIF had been conducting at this period, was won by a composite platoon from D Company competing against other 7th Division units and CMF.  Led by Lieutenant Doug Copp and Sergeant Frank Mactaggart, the thirty nine men marched a remarkable 49.8 miles in battle order – with weapons, food and ammunition – in thirteen hours.  Although it was often attempted, it is not known whether this record was ever broken.  (The Footsoldiers p 140)

The unit diary records the attempt made by Dad’s group:  July 4 – Commencing at 0500hrs a composite Pl from HQ Coy attempted to march 50 miles in 14 hours in accordance with rules governing competition conducted by 7th Aust Div.  Attempt XXXXX abandoned after covering 38 miles in 12 hours.  (One can only imagine what word was deleted, as Dad’s report said they were ‘disqualified’)

 

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Chaps have to get married to get a spot of leave; stunts on iron rations

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Sunday 14 – 6 – 42

Dear Mother & Dad

The good run of mail I mentioned in my last letter continues.  This week brought some more old letters – yours of the 26th January, a February letter from Youngster and an October from Rex Wedd written from Edmonton, Canada.  Along with these last night came your welcome 9th June letter and two parcels – one from Youngster and one from May.  They had both been to the Middle East and back, and though a little mouldy the cakes were quite edible whilst the tin of chewing gum in May’s parcel was a godsend.  I must write and thank her first chance I get.

Your January letter contained the Mercury cuttings of the Lindisfarne weddings.  It’s quite a good one of Thelma Sweetingham.  Ray Ross – you may remember him in my other letters – has decided to do the right thing by his little lady and has applied for seven days’ leave for that purpose.  If he’s successful the Battalion will be snowed in with applications for compassionate leave.  Things are tough when chaps have to get married to get a spot of leave, but I know at least six in this platoon with ideas in that direction.  It depends on the success of the last (best?) case.

Wedd seems to be enjoying life in Canada.  His letter was as usual very blaze but there’s no doubt he likes the life even though it restricts his social life.  Reggie [Hickman – an Air Force sergeant – see letter from home March 8] certainly must be on a good racket – he always seems to be home on leave but I think the air force get a much better go than we do.  There was a bloke went up to Launceston in the train with me who had sixty days’ leave.  The AIF cuts no ice with political parties there days – we’ve very few friends.

You mention in your last letter that Mother has got some razor blades and things for me – well, I’d like her to keep them for a while.  I was able to trade some tobacco for a couple of packets so should be right for three months or so.  As a matter of fact I’ve just finished the last of the blades I bought at Glasgow, and May’s tin of chewing gum should last a fair while too.  I think Mother and Anne should eat the chocolates because I rarely do these days.

I’m not surprised at McQuiltan trying to get out although it’s been a good bludge as far as he was concerned but he’ll want a better reason than that these days: when Tiny can’t toss them it’s a cert McQuiltan can’t.

By Jove there’s no doubt Jenkins has a charmed life – a cat isn’t in the race with him.  He must have got his discharge as the paper mentions him as Mr Jenkins.  I haven’t seen McDonnell today but he’ll be tickled about the court business.

Well I guess I must close now.  Time is awful short.  This new CO certainly keeps us at it.  There’ll be a hell of a lot of men crack up as soon as this business is over.  My best regards to May, Anne & the boys.

Love

Max

Rex Wedd: RAAF training in Canada

Minister for Air, J.V. Fairbairn and Assistant Chief of the Air Staff, Wing Commander George Jones attended a meeting in Ottawa, Canada in 1939 to finalise the arrangements for the Empire Air Training Scheme. Fifty flying schools were established. Each of the Dominions would carry out their own Elementary Flying Training and the advanced Service Training would be mostly conducted in Canada due to its proximity to British aircraft factories and the war in Europe. The Dominions would generally have first choice of their graduates but the great majority were expected to fight in Europe for the Royal Air Force.  Australia signed two agreements on 17 December 1939, one with the UK regarding carrying out training in Australia and the second was between, Australia, Canada, New Zealand and the UK regarding training in Canada. The two agreements were set to expire on 31 March 1943, but were both renegotiated and extended. (http://www.ozatwar.com/raaf/eats.htm)

Elementary Flying Training in Tasmania

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Preliminary training at Cambridge airfield, outside Hobart.  The Air Force tested trainees for pre-selection before they were shipped to the mainland for further training, and later on to Canada.

Photos from C J Dennison – Hobart at War 1939 to 1945

 

 

 

 

 

The new CO

The new CO was A W Buttrose who was only 29 years old.  He had been with the Battalion since mid-1940, and was a Major by the time they reached the Middle East.  According to the Australian Dictionary of Biography-   because of his comparative youth, his troops referred to him as ‘Alfie the Boy Wonder’ and—when his disciplinary measures were not appreciated—as ‘The Boy Bastard’. He would win their confidence in battle.

 

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22nd June 42

Dear Mother & Dad

I received your welcome letter of the 15th when we got in tonight after another four day stunt.  Since writing you last Sunday we’ve had one full day in camp.  We started one stunt last Monday morning and finished Wednesday night then started another on Friday and finished at seven o’clock tonight.  The first of the shows was easy to follow – it was mostly a matter of cross country marching and hill climbing but the second one was a bit over my head.  They never had anything like it at New Norfolk and the weather was on the farmers side too.  We saw a fair bit of country on the first show and quite a lot of Queensland vegetation, and for the first time in my life a koala bear in a tree.  We passed through a number of banana plantations but of course the bananas were all green and a number of pineapple beds and citrus fruit orchards but in each case the cupboard was bare and believe me we could have used some fruit as we only carried iron rations – three tins of bully beef and two packets of dog biscuits per man.  At one stage of the game we took shelter in a cow shed and there were two kerosene tins of milk so the boys got stuck into them.  When the cocky’s wife came in her eyes nearly popped out and she said “you’re drinking the pigs’ milk”.  Hard times for the pigs, wasn’t it?  We also had the experience of cutting our way through some lantana.  It took twelve of us two hours to go a hundred yards

On the second stunt we got into a starved mosquito area and did they have a feed.  That is those that survived.  Several times during this second show we took a very dim view of the war and frequently expressed our admiration for our Lords and Masters.  I’ve got a new driver in my carrier – not new to the game – one of the real old hands in fact, but new to me – one of the hardest nuts ever you met in your life – always says the right thing.  When we were half way through the first show and just about all in he said “When do we eat our rice?” – you see we were supposed to be Japs – Anyway getting back to the story he’s a lazy bugger and there was a bit of maintenance to do on ‘The Saint’, in fact it wouldn’t go at all, so I said the carriers that are in running order will go out tomorrow and he worked like a tiger and I was feeling a bit self conscious about it when a second screed came out that the carriers that were in going order and their drivers were to report to another unit for the stunt and the NCO’s and gunners were to go with the infantry and old Lennie was as pleased as a dog with two tails.

By Jove Mother thanks for that parcel (not the razor Dad mentioned – that hasn’t arrived yet) but a tin of stuff including scallops, fruit and toothpaste and brush – believe it will be good when we get time to do it over.  I also got a very nice cake from Youngster and we’ve just done that over.  It was lovely.

Things certainly don’t look too good in the desert do they?  That Rommel certainly must be a brilliant General.  Only a week or so ago the papers reckoned he was in a trap and now he’s got Tobruk.  We’re certainly up against it.

I thought you might have mentioned in this letter how Bertie and Co got on.  I told Jim Mc and he said he hoped the B’s get twelve months.

If you happen to see Mick or his wife again tell them I’ll write as soon as I can but at present I’ve only got time to write to you and Youngster.

Must say Cheerio now.  The bug trap looks very inviting so all the best to May, Anne & the boys.

Love

Max

A new driver : Len Woodlock

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That Rommel must be a brilliant General

Courier Mail Thursday 18th June – ….Enemy attempts to reach Tobruk from the south on Monday failed….http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/50116488

The Daily News (Perth) 22nd June …TOBRUK FALLS…Field Marshall Erich Rommel’s hard hitting Africa Korps has regained for the Axis the vital Libyan fortress and supply base of Tobruk which has been in British hands since January 22 1941….

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Unreliable trains, demanding exercises, latest end-of-war prediction

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1st June 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

I received your welcome letter of the 26th May today.  Sorry to hear the weather hasn’t been treating you two kindly and that you have the flu.  There’s no doubt about it New South Wales and Queensland have got the wood on us for weather.  It’s really delightful here at present – we’ve had a bit of rain but otherwise it’s as mild as mid March at home.

The move I mentioned in my last letter has been completed.  As far as we are concerned the change has not been for the better although this is not a bad camp.  I think the last one was about the best Aussie camp we’ve had – it’s funny how camps always seem better in retrospect.  We came through Brisbane on the way and had a few hours leave but as it was dark we weren’t able to have a look around but from what we did see it seems quite a good town.  Things in general – commodities such as tobacco, chewing gum and that sort of thing seem very short and even foodstuffs aren’t too plentiful.  We walked round and had a look at the million pound Town Hall:  unless it’s lined with gold, a lot of people must have got very rich out of that job.  I guess that [there was a] handsome profit for a contractor at a quarter the price.

Judging from the size of the shopping centre Brisbane must be quite a big city.  I’d like to get a day there sometime to look around.  We’ve now been in every capital city in Australia.  [Darwin was not considered a capital city at the time, and Fremantle was obviously considered ‘near enough’ to Perth.]

There’s quite a lot of hooey in the papers lately about the way our fellows dress and their conduct when out: in tune with popular sentiment the critics hold the yanks up as models.  Well judging by the galaxy of uniforms we saw in Brisbane our fellows certainly look like soldiers but they look like ice cream pedlars and now some mug wants a reintroduction of saluting when on leave.  It’s bad enough on the parade ground but on leave would be the limit.  Very few of the officers like the idea – it’s probably just some society meddler poking his bib in.

I was talking to Andy Morton, Tiny’s offsider and he told me that his leave had been wiped by Brigade.  It was recommended by the MDS and the Unit MO but was knocked back by the heads.  He said Tiny’s very sick of it and is scheming hard to get out of it or on to base.

Ack’s wife’s trip hasn’t been much of a success up to date – she and Bernice (Bob’s wife) arrived at the last camp the day before we left and they’ve now taken a place seven miles away from the camp and the only means of getting there is by foot so I guess they won’t be seeing much of each other.  This is a very dead joint – miles away from anywhere – there’s no accommodation of any description here.

I had a letter earlier this week from Ivy.  She and Bill have both got colds too but she said she was feeling a lot better lately.  Mrs Toomey wrote and mentioned some people I should call on but of course we’re hundreds of miles from the last camp now.

Must say cheerio now.  All the best to May & Anne – tell May it’s not much good me writing her because there’s absolutely nothing to write about – and the boys (I’m very glad young Peter is recovering alright)

Your loving son

Max

Jim McDonnell just asked to be remembered to you.

 

The million pound Town Hall

The letter suggests that they only walked around the outside of the building.   Brisbane’s City Hall, “the People’s Place”, was constructed in the 1920s at a cost of almost 1 million pounds and was the second largest construction project in our nation’s history, second only to the Sydney Harbour Bridge. – www.museumofbrisbane.com.au/blog/city-hall-tour/

Yanks and their uniforms

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Saluting when on leave

The Brisbane Courier – Mail reported on May 29 (http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/50118763)    that ‘The General Staff has taken measures to effect a substantial improvement in the appearance, bearing, behaviour and discipline of troops.’  The article describes how men must be presented – shaved, buttons done up, etc…and ends with the following, re saluting:  ‘Saluting, which was abolished in the Australian Army two years ago for soldiers on leave, may be revived as a disciplinary measure.  It is expected to be one of the tighter discipline moves recommended by the Allied Land Commander (General Sir Thomas Blamey)

This question was also being debated in Britain, where saluting on leave was in fact required – http://www.theyworkforyou.com/debates/?id=1942-08-04a.836.2

 

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8th June 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

Since I last wrote you I’ve had quite a volume of mail including three letters from you – 19th May, 1st June and an old letter – 2nd of February – a very interesting and pleasing letter.  There have also been three from Youngster including a March letter – and a parcel from Jack sent for Christmas – a fifty packet of cigarettes.  Had it arrived for Christmas it would have been very much appreciated but as I haven’t been smoking for about a month now will put them in the bottom of the pack.  I was sorry to hear that old Audie Stuart had died.  He was a good old chap, and old Tom Bealey was certainly a Valley identity – still, neither of them were young.

It’s a job finding time to write these days.  There are no lanterns about and it gets dark at five o’clock – there’s only really Sunday afternoon.  I intended writing yesterday (Sunday) but the bug catcher side tracked me.  I had leave Friday afternoon – under the new arrangements we’re supposed to get half a day a week – anyway I went to Brisbane with Aggie Lloyd – a Launceston chap.  I was very disappointed in Brisbane but suppose it would be alright if you knew anyone.  We had a few drinks, a good tea, and then went to the pictures.  From then on the fun started.  Before we had tea we went to the station to see what time there was a train back – and they told us there was one at a quarter past eleven, so we left the pictures early and got to the station at five minutes to eleven only to find that the times had been changed and the train had left at ten o’clock.  They told us there might be a train at one o’clock but there wasn’t and the next train left at a quarter past four – a goods train – and there were no carriages and we did a couple of hours freeze on flat trucks and after a three mile march arrived at camp just as the roll was being called on the administration parade (half past six) and the glad tidings being spread that there was a stunt on.  And what a stunt – it involved nearly fifty miles of marching as well as other things and we lobbed back in camp as day was breaking on Sunday.  So I think you’ll agree I had reason to stay in bed.

Today is the anniversary of the start of the Syrian show.  There was a Battalion parade this afternoon and the CO made quite a good speech as speeches go.  The band was there and there was quite a good ceremony and tonight there’s a spread on – plenty of beer I believe – I haven’t been up yet because I wanted to use the orderly room light to write.

There’s an interesting old lady near here – a Russian Pole – she’s a bit ratty I think but very amusing – she dressed like a Russian peasant – broad brimmed bonnet, long pantaloons and knee boots.  She’s got very definite ideas about the Germans and claims to knowing Timosenko [a Russian General] personally.  She gave us a very definite assurance that the war will end in fifteen weeks.  It’s started to rain – must go and collect my washing.  Cheerio for the present.  Best regards to May, Anne & the boys.

Love

Max

 

Leave in Brisbane

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Preparing for a  Japanese invasion

According to The Footsoldiers, the Battalion’s role in the area was…. as part of the 25th Brigade group strike force, prepared for any Japanese landings on the coast north or south of Brisbane….7th Division was the only AIF formation with experienced troops near an area of population such as Brisbane. (The 6th Division’s 19th Brigade was now in Darwin, 16th and 17th Brigades were defending Ceylon – now Sri Lanka.  The 9th Division was still in north Africa and would not return to Australia until early 1943.  The 8th Division’s 22nd and 27th Brigades had been overrun in Malaya and Singapore and the 23rd Brigade, dispersed between Rabaul, Ambon and Timor suffered a similar fate)

In total, 12 Japanese air raids were conducted across Queensland, all but one between March and August 1942. Three of these were against Townsville and another against Mossman (mistaken for Cairns), and were generally ineffectual (http://www.qhatlas.com.au/fortress-queensland-1942-45 )

An idea that gained credence with the Australian public over the subsequent 12 – 15 months was that the previous (Menzies) federal government and military leaders had drawn up a plan for defending Australia in the event of a Japanese invasion which was based on ‘the Brisbane line’ – https://www.awm.gov.au/encyclopedia/homefront/brisbane_line   According the the AWM, the War Cabinet had put in place strategies prioritising defence for vital industrial areas in time of war – but the Brisbane Line plan as such was a myth.

The Japanese expansion through south-east Asia and the south west Pacific appeared unstoppable.  The course of the war was changed with the Battle of the Coral Sea (May 6-8 1942).  By this time, US intelligence was able to read around 85% of Imperial Japanese Navy coded messages, so the enemy’s plans to invade and capture Port Moresby and the island of Tulagi in the Solomons followed by Guadalcanal, were known.  ‘While the arguments about Japanese intentions with regard to an invasion of Australia continue to rage, this series of actions, if successful, would have effectively cut northern Australia off from the US mainland and prevented Darwin – and indeed much of northern Australia – from being used as a base for attacks on Japanese-occupied territories in the South West Pacific….  Strategically…..the battle was an Allied triumph, as it was the first time in World War II that a Japanese amphibious invasion fleet had failed to achieve its objective…..In early June, the Japanese carrier fleet would be devastated during the Battle of Midway’ (ref Jungle Warriors – Adrian Threlfall – Allen & Unwin 2014 or the thesis which preceded the book : http://vuir.vu.edu.au/19393/1/Threlfall.pdf)

The training program

As Bill Crooks recalls in The Footsoldiers:  The accent on tactical training took the form of forced marches, covering four miles in the hour, and implying double enveloping moves when in contact with the ‘enemy’….All of us were told – and practised – the dictum that when fired on, the point section or platoon was to engage, while the remaining sections or platoons spread out to the flanks and then move forward to find the extent of the ‘enemy’s’ position, and, if weak, to attack it.  With this tactical training came the business of existing int he bush.  The making of ‘doovers’ of shelters was practised.  This meant tying two groundsheets together as a tent shelter…..Five out of seven days each week we spent on route marches and minor tactical exercises.  Within the month we were again doing two and three-day battalion exercises.

The unit diary (AWM52 8/3/33/7) records ‘Route march and tactical exercise from Caboolture to Petrie and return‘ with departure 0830 on the 5th and return 0400 on the 6th of June.  This would certainly have been close to fifty miles.

exercise CabooltureMen of the Carrier platoon during an exercise (photo: Dick Lewis)

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May 1942 : four letters from holding camp in Casino NSW

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11th May 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

I had hoped there would be a letter for me today but as the mail has been handed out I must have missed out.  Still it’ll probably come tomorrow.  That phone call Saturday evening was the best bit of service I’ve seen from the PMG.  I had leave from half past four and got into town about twenty past five.  Enquiry at the post office said there was a delay of one hour on the line.  That usually means at least four hours so I booked the call for half past six.  The Post Office closes at six and you have to wait outside where the phone boxes are for the call.  Never dreaming that it was my call, I answered when the phone rang.  It was dead on time, right to the minute.  By Jove I’m sorry to year young Peter got bowled.  I certainly hope he’s alright.

As soon as I left the phone I did a round of the boarding houses and although they’re all taxed to capacity at present – owing to a lot of officers’ wives and even some of the chaps’ wives – still, they expect a slackening off soon so that part of the business should be alright.  But it’s a lousy town although I believe Lismore which is only about twenty miles away is a great place.  Jim McDonnell talked his way into a day’s leave yesterday and according to him it’s a second Durban so that might be alright.

I had a talk to the adjutant yesterday and I didn’t quite like his non-committal attitude.  After I’d told him what I wanted he showed me the training syllabus which comes into effect as soon as the leave is finished.  There are six hundred due back this week.  It’s certainly a big programme.  I think his intention was to tell me there wouldn’t be much leave about, but I think I’d get a bit just the same.  Anyway Mother it’s a fifty fifty bet, and Ack Hallam is getting his wife over so if it’s alright for her to take the chance it should be alright for you too.  Although of course they take a different view of wives and it’s a cow of a trip but I would like you to come if it’s possible.  Anyway Mother I’ll wire you as soon as I can get anything definite.

I went to the pictures Saturday night.  It was a real good programme too.  Pimpernel Smith and Nobody’s Sweetheart – one of the best I’ve seen for a long time.  If it comes to Hobart don’t miss it.

Jim McDonnell has got a job in the Q store – only temporary at present but you never know where those jobs will lead to.  There are not many chaps in camp at present and duties are plentiful – guards particularly.  I’ve struck a couple of particularly unpleasant jobs – stand over jobs and I don’t like ‘em one little bit.

I don’t know whether I mentioned it when I rang but I got quite a bundle of old mail that had been to Palestine and back.  There were three of yours and four of Youngster’s and one each from May and Jack.  They were quite interesting too, particularly in retrospect.

Must say cheerio now.  All the best to May, Anne, Laurie and the boys

Love

Max.

PS If you see Rob tell him I got a dozen ABC’s in a bunch.

The PMG

Post Master General’s Department (later divided into two separate entities –  Australia Post and Telstra)

Peter got bowled

Peter was one of the family dogs – presumably collided with a car

A dozen ABC’s in a bunch

No idea what this means…does anyone?

 

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Dear Mother & Dad

At last I’ve been able to make tentative arrangements for accommodation in Casino.  Any time after the end of next week, providing I let them know in good time.  It’s at a good hotel – there’s absolutely no hope in the boarding houses.

Ack Hallam and Bob Cole were lucky enough to arrange private accommodate for their wives.  I fancy Ack arranged it through someone in the Masonic Lodge and they expect the to come over on Friday week (22nd).  Ack said to ask you to ring Gwen (Glenorchy 56) and if she still intends coming you could travel together.  I’ve been on piquet duty in town all day – a cow of a job – and rang Youngster to suggest that she might come up with you because although I think I’ll manage to get some leave there would be a lot of time when I couldn’t be with you and it would be very lonesome.  But Youngster doubted that she would be well enough but is going to talk it over with Bill and write you.  I knew it was no good suggesting May coming because although it didn’t worry us a forty eight hours train journey is a rotten trip to anyone not used to travelling, especially in May’s condition.  If Ivy could manage it you might be able to spend a few days in Brisbane.  It’s only ninety miles from here and to all intents and purposes is a nice place.  The weather here is marvellous just now.  I must get back on the job now so will say cheerio – hoping to hear from you very soon.

Love     Max

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17th May 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

I received your welcome letter of the fourth today – by Jove it’s slow, isn’t it?  It didn’t take much longer to go to the Middle East – looks as though we’ll have to stick to air mail even here.  Ack’s been getting his letters in four days.

You didn’t mention when I rang that you were both thinking of coming over.  I hope you can manage it – it would be great.  With things as they are there’s no knowing how much leave I’d be able to get and it would be damned lonely for Mother if she came alone – that’s why I rang Ivy, but I had an airmail letter from her yesterday and her doctor advised her not to make the trip.  It certainly is a rotten trip for anyone not used to travelling, so if you two can come together you could break the journey at Sydney for a few days.

Ack’s wife and Bob Cole’s wife were coming over next weekend so I got a chap to send a wire yesterday morning.  Then in the afternoon we had a muster parade and were told we’d be moving again very shortly.  The Trump left this morning – according to the information handed out yesterday it’s not a big move – about a hundred miles north of Brisbane – so I don’t know what to do now.  It’s alright for the two girls because Ack’s made arrangements for private accommodation so they’d be able to stand by till we get settled down again and new arrangements can be made but it would be no good waiting indefinitely at a hotel.  So if you haven’t made any definite arrangements I think you’d better stay a while – don’t you think so?

Sorry to hear May has been sick again.  She certainly has more than a fair share of bad luck.  Melbourne and Tassie weather is certainly rotten – it’s absolutely glorious up here just now.  I suppose it’s the best time of the year: gloriously sunny , a bit cold at night – it’s like late February at home.

Dick Schultz is well on the mend.  He’s got a bit thin but is up and about and has been promised fourteen days’ convalescent leave by his MO.  He expects to be coming home in about a week’s time and said he’ll probably be able to get out and wee you but hopes you won’t fill him up with steam.  Like others who have made the social call, he remembers past visits.

Jim McDonnell sends his regards – he’s hitting the grog pretty hard but it doesn’t seem to affect him much.

I must say cheerio now.  All the best to May & Anne and the fellows.  I hope young Peter is well again.

Love

Max

PS  Can you buy any Gillette or Seven O’clock safety razor blades – the blades we were getting here are like hoop iron.

The Trump : a new commanding officer

Lt-Col Corby had been transferred on 30 April, and the 2 ic Major Buttrose was promoted  Lt-Col and took command of the Battalion.

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24th May 42

Dear Mother & Dad

Your welcome letter of the 12th May arrived on Thursday.  Sorry to hear that the change in weather caught you both on the hop.  Mother with the flu and dad with rheumatism.  It’s going to be very hard settling down in Tassie after the show.  The weather up here is marvellous: except for a few showers it’s been pleasantly warm ever since we got here.  The wet season hasn’t started yet but there’s still plenty of feed about.

Jim McDonnell went up with the advance party last Thursday so I guess it won’t be long before we’re moving now.  Ack Hallam and Bob Cole’s wives are arriving tomorrow (Monday).  They came by plane – it’ll cost them a fair penny but don’t suppose they’re short because they’ve been working all the time, getting good money and the allotment too.  Ack has arranged with one of the fellows on the advance party to rent a flat or furnished house as near to the new camp as possible so of course they’ll be alright getting in before the officers grab all the accommodation.

I had leave Thursday night and went to Lismore.  It seems a particularly good place – everyone says it’s one of the best country towns in Australia.  I’d like to see it in daylight.  If the shopping centre, theatres and hotels are any criterion it’s a prosperous place.  Jim had a weekend there and he reckoned it was a second Durban and old Claude Hill has been there every weekend since we came here (drawn about forty quid out of his pay book – winnings at two up and Crown and Anchor) In his own way he’s more cunning than Tiny and is in a job where he’s never missed and can scheme duty passes any time he wants them.  Jim Glover and I were talking to an old fellow in a cafe and I asked him if he knew anyone named Farlow.  He said he knows Arthur Farlow but didn’t remember Pug (?)

I had a letter card from Billie Laird yesterday.  She seemed very happy: I suppose England is one of the best places to be in now that we’ve got the weight of German air bombings.  The Russian front seems to be very much in a state of flux still, doesn’t it?

Well I must say cheerio now.  Best regards to May, Anne and the boys.  I hope young Peter has recovered – he must have got a nasty knock.

Love

Max

I guess it won’t be long before we’re moving

The Battalion moved to Caboolture in Queensland on May 27, and began making camps astride the road four miles north of the town.

Letter card from Billie Laird

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My Dear Max.  Merry Xmas.  Have one on me.  Well Max I am going home on leave on the 29th for 7 days which means I am getting home for New Year.  Boyo Boyo am I happy.  Hold me back from Home now & I think I would collapse.  Your most wonderful gift arrived – many many thanks – you certainly are a good friend.  My thanks again – they are beautiful.  I am so happy at getting home I could jump over the moon.  Lots of love.  Billie xxxx

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Flying through search lights and on to Casino by train

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Railway Refreshment Rooms

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Dear Mother

As it may be some days before I am able to write you I’m taking advantage of the time at hand to drop you a few lines.  We had a marvellous crossing in the plane.  Just two hours from Western Junction to Essendon.  They served a tea of cold salad, ham and fowl followed by peaches and cream and coffee – though I didn’t have much of it, it was very nice.

A feature of the trip was coming through the search lights.  After seeing so many search light displays and the planes picked up in the lights, it was an interesting experience to have them play on you.

We were supposed to move yesterday but at two o’clock we were told we would not be going till today and were given leave until 9.30 this morning so I went out to Ivy’s for the night.  The youngster looks much better than when I saw her last week.  They’re having a few people out to tea tonight as a little anniversary celebration and wanted me to go out but of course that’s not possible.

Melbourne is certainly full of Yanks.  They’re everywhere in all the queerest array of uniforms you can imagine.

I can hear the sergeant major calling for a parade – it may be just another, or it may be the real thing so I’ll have to go.  Goodbye for the moment Mother.

All my love

Max.

Flying to Melbourne

I assume the troops were flown from Launceston due to its central location – i.e. those living in the north west and those from the south could travel by train to that airport. It appears that ANA would have operated the flight that took Dad from Western Junction (Launceston) to Essendon (Melbourne) :  From Wikipedia – When Australia entered World War II in 1939 the federal government requisitioned ANA’s four DC-3s, leaving it to battle on with its assortment of lesser aircraft. However, ANA was soon operating a network of services around Australia on behalf of the war effort. It operated a large number of Douglas DC-2s, DC-3s and even at least one rare Douglas DC-5 mostly on the behalf of the American forces in Australia.

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Image – Dougles DC2 airliner (Wikipedia)

 

 

 

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Image – troops leaving Hobart by train.(from C J Dennison Hobart at War 1939 to 1945)

 

 

 

Americans in Melbourne

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6th May 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

Just a few lines to let you know we have arrived at our new camp – quite a good spot too in most ways though of course we’re not quite settled in yet and there’s plenty of work to do.

I wrote a few lines from Melbourne but as I had no opportunity of posting it asked the lady in charge of the canteen where we had tea to put it in an envelope and post for me but don’t know whether she did so or not.  We had a spot of luck at Sydney – we arrived there about half past one on Sunday afternoon and after being provided with a meal at the Railway restaurant were given leave till midday Monday.  So I rang Mrs Toomey and went out there.  Sydney caters well for the troops and there are quite a number of places where all meals – and good meals too – are free and it’s no trouble to get a bed either.

I was talking to Andy Morton, Dick’s offsider in the 31st RAP and he told me Dick was in hospital with malaria – pretty sick too I believe.  That’s as tough a bit of luck as you’d hear about – to go through Syria and miss it when they were going down like flies and then to cop it here.  If he had to cop it, pity he didn’t get it before he left home : it would have been a lot better for him to be in hospital at home than over here.

Ack Hallam, Jim McDonnell and a few of the others are working with the LAD’s at present at a camp in town.

Must say cheerio now.  All the best to May, Ann and the boys.

Love

Max

Malaria

According the Mayo clinic, the malaria parasite can lie dormant inside the human body for as long as a year, so it’s likely that Dick was actually bitten in Syria but the disease did not progress until he returned.  He would have had his home leave before Dad because he arrived home a month earlier – so by the time of this letter he would have been in camp in New South Wales.  His home was in Hobart – hence the comment that it was a pity he didn’t get it before he left home.  If he had been in Hobart, at least friends and family would have been able to support his recovery.

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The line certainly must be busy: queueing to make a ‘trunk call’

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No address or date – approx April 10

Dear Mother & Dad

Wonderful news – the best I’ve ever had – absolutely marvellous Mother to hear that your goitre has gone and the operation was so successful.  When I read your thirtieth of March letter soon after we made camp yesterday I was thrilled to bits.  By Jove it’s great – but I guess you feel lost without it.

Things have certainly been happening in the home circle in the last few months and everything seems to have dome out well.  Youngster’s latest letter strikes a much more cheerful note.  She seems so much better in health since she left the office.  With that load of worry off her mind and plenty of fresh air I hope she’ll soon be on the high road to better health.

It’s a long time since I had such a fine mail and so much good news.  It pepped me up to some order.  I’m at present at the local store trying to get a phone message through.  I put a call through about half past nine yesterday morning and it’s nearly one o’clock now and still waiting – the line certainly must be busy.

I’m sorry to hear that things are not going so well with Ken.  It’s rather unfortunate that a little limelight and publicity should go to his head but he’s very susceptible to that sort of thing.  I thought the Zinc Works were going to find him something to do.  He’s not the type who can sit around but he’ll certainly want to pull himself together.

Jim McDonnell lost his stripes just before we left.  He got tonsillitis or something and had to go to hospital and it you get sick you automatically revert.  It didn’t worry Mc much: so long as he’s got plenty of beer money.  He went through at Perth but I believe he’s back with the unit now.  We haven’t caught up with them yet.  They arrived three or four weeks ahead of us and are at a different camp but I don’t suppose that it’ll be long before we join them.

I had a letter from Jack written before the arrival of the offspring.  I guess he’ll be a little disappointed because I rather think he expected a boy.  He told me he’d been up to see you during his leave and spent a few enjoyable hours with you.

We’re all hoping to get some home leave soon but of course as things are there’s no knowing in any case the others will probably get it before we do – I mean the rest of the unit – because it’s so much easier to cope with individuals than it is with machines.  Still I think they’ll do the right thing if it’s possible.  Some of the chaps had leave to Adelaide last night and speak very well of it and I’m hoping to head in myself for a couple of hours tonight.

It was wonderful speaking to you Mother.  I thought of hundreds of things I was going to say before I rang but was too excited to say much, but I’ll try and ring again soon.  Must her back to the camp now or there’ll be some strife.  Remember me (to) everyone.

Your loving son

Max.

Such a fine mail

Your thirtieth of March letter : See below for the text of this letter.  It is likely that some of the earlier letters were still travelling around the world – but the comment about Ken Jenkins suggests that the letter of March 17 was also part of the exciting bundle Dad received on arriving in camp.

Goitre

The main cause of goitre is Iodine deficiency.  When I was at school in the 60’s, we took iodine tablets to counteract the low levels of this element in Tasmanian soils and therefore grains and vegetables.  This is still a matter for concern in Tasmania : there’s current research underway at the Universit of Tasmania regarding a possible connection between delayed language development in children and the iodine deficiency http://www.utas.edu.au/latest-news/utas-homepage-news/iodine-deficiency-study-to-be-funded-by-brain-foundation3

Trying to get a phone call through

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Illustration from Soldiering On – the Christmas Book for 1942, published by the AWM

 

 

 

We haven’t caught up with the unit…

The rest of the battalion were in camp at Woodside in the Adelaide Hills.  It is possible the Carriers were at the Springbank Camp, close to the city, along with members of the 7th Division’s 21st Brigade.  The following information comes from the Facebook page – Thanks.Digger : Established in 1941-42, Springbank Military Camp was located on the south side of Daws Road (and west of Goodwood Road). Behind it (to the south) was Centennial Park Cemetery, which had opened in June 1936. Opposite it, on the north side of Daws Road, was the Cudmore Estate (‘Cudmore Farm’) where the Daw Park Repatriation General Hospital stands today. 

Home leave

During the rest of April and May, everyone in the Battalion enjoyed home leave on a rotational basis – up to 200 men on leave at a time, and sometimes the same number AWL.  This limited the types of exercises that could be undertaken by the remainder.  Those in camp – first at Woodside then at Casino in NSW and finally Caboolture in Queensland – were dispirited and frustrated.  In The Footsoldiers, Bill Crooks remembers (p 137) – Among those who had returned from active service, a period of dissatisfaction with army life in general, set in.  Most of them were temporarily unable to enter into the spirit of happy comradeship that existed prior to our return to Australia….Try as did the new CO, and the company commanders, not a great deal of spirit was shown in the minor exercises and reconnaissance sorties we tried to carry out.

Mother and Dad’s letter of March thirtieth (actually dated 29th)

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From Mrs Hickman

Pottery Road   Lenah Valley

Hobart Tasmania

March 29  1942

Darling Boy.  Once again we write hoping to find you in high spirits as we think you should be and as we are that way ourselves.  We received a telegram on Wednesday last telling us of your safe arrival in Australia.  We were hourly waiting for that news for nearly a fortnight as we knew Dick Schultz was back and had spoken over the telephone to his wife.  She has also had a letter.  She’s anxiously waiting him home on leave.  There will be something doing at 304 Liverpool Street when he arrives.  I went up to the club on Friday.  They open the bar for a couple of hours and then close down for a couple of hours.  I don’t think there will be a big profit when the books are balanced at the end of the financial year, but what’s the odds?  We are anxiously waiting your next letter to see what it feels like to be back in Australia.  Mick Mason met old Fitzpatrick on Friday night.  He told Mick you were back so Mick came out yesterday to see if it was right.  The morning we got the news I had to go to town to get meat for the dogs.  I knew Tom Cooper was anxious as he has rung up a couple of times to know so I called and told Mrs Cooper and Tom did the rest at the Zinc Works.  I met Joe Lewis on Friday.  He was also very pleased and wants me to inform him as soon as you arrive home.  He is doing guard work at Goodwood.  He is much improved in health since he left the institution.  There is no doubt it was getting on the poor beggar’s nerves.  I think it would have the same effect on me.  In case you have not received previous letters your mother has had her goitre out.  It has been done six weeks now.  She is still weak but you must expect that considering it was a major operation and she is not a youngster, but taking all things into consideration I think she is progressing well.  Laurie Fisher has gone deer shooting this week end.  He loves shooting something that can’t shoot back.  Alex Worbey has got to go into camp next Wednesday April 1st.  There is a lot of wailing and moaning in the Worbey camp.  The garden up there is in an awful state. Of all the rackets I’ve ever seen then apple & pear acquisition scheme is the worst of the lot.  Old Mark Rowe(?) assesses the crops in Lenah Valley.  They simply let the fruit fall off and do nothing as they get their cheque just the same.  There’s only about two or three orchards cared for in this district: old Jack’s and Calvert’s.  You’ll get a great shock when you come back and this scheme is properly explained.  There’s 75 percent of grub in the Valley.  Pat is very anxious to know if John is back.  She said she would ring me but she has not done so yet.  I have not seen anything of them – only over the phone as I have not been able to go and see them yet.  We are being rationed all right now – 1oz of tea per person from tomorrow per week.  The dogs are fit and well.  We will now close Max and we are hoping to see you soon.  God bless and keep you with best love from Mum & Dad.

Telegrams on arrival in Australia

See post dated April 4 1942 – telegrams from Fremantle and Adelaide

Apple & Pear Acquisition Scheme

The point of this scheme was to try to ensure that, despite losing their traditional English market, growers would continue to maintain the health of their orchards so that  after the war, exports could resume.  See http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/25926118

Calvert’s orchard

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Rationing

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Too slow for the convoy, with the war on our doorstep: travelling home on the SS Pundit

 

 

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Max Hickman

2/33rd Battalion

AIF

4th April 1942

Dear Mother & Dad

This is the first time I’ve attempted to write for over two months – the longest two months I ever remember – every second dragged like an hour.  The first few weeks we filled in our spare time – and it was nearly all spare time – playing bridge or five hundred and reading what few books there were to read but after we’d drawn a pay the biggest wave of gambling – for the number of men – I’ve ever seen swept the ship.  Nothing else could take our minds off the monotony of weighted time.

I intended writing from Fremantle but as a liaison officer had arranged to send telegrams and there was considerable doubt as to censorship thought it best to wait till we got ashore and phone through, and as we only had a few hours had to waive the idea.

When we first came to our anchorage, the sight of an Aussie town keyed everyone to the skies but we had the tantalising experience of lying within sight of what to every man on board was the shores of paradise for eight days.

We’re now int he midst of the roughest sea we’ve struck in forty thousand miles of sea travel and this little old tub is having a tough trot as huge seas belt her from all directions and great waves sweep her from bow to stern and anything not securely lashed rides through space.  Though of course we don’t know anything definite we’re all hoping that we’ll disembark at the next port and with luck we should be at the city of churches within a couple of days and although it probably won’t be possible I’ll try and phone you from there.  If it hadn’t been for the monotony and cramped conditions it wouldn’t have been a bad trip.  Except for boat drill and action station stuff we’ve had very few parades and the food has been better than on either of the other troop ships on which we travelled.  Although there was a lot of bully beef we’ve had bread once a day and timed fruit twice a week.

Well mother I must say cheerio now.  When I started writing we were head on but now we’re getting it in the middle and its a work of art to write at all.  Give my love to May and Anne and regards to Laurie and the boys.  I hope I’ll soon be home with you.

Your loving son

Max

Official mystery (re the Carriers)  continues

As with embarkation arrangements, I can find no official record – apart from Dad’s individual army record – of the fact that the Pundit was part of the convoy that left Port Tewfik on February 8 and 9 1942. The following are fragments that fill in some of the blanks.

Dad’s comments about the Pundit many years later (article written in the early 70’s) were – The Carrier and Transport groups along with other transport and heavy equipment and a considerable quantity of explosives came on a ship called the Pundit – a tramp ship that had been condemned before the war and was in the hands of the ship breakers.  When the war started it was put back into service.  The Pundit was too slow to travel in convoy so from the time we left Suez, we were on our own in an area where Japanese submarines were reaping a harvest. 

(Note that the loss of HMAS Sydney in November 1941 demonstrated that German raiders were also active in this area….see maps of the Kormoran’s movements, mentioned below)

Although the Pundit may have been old, she continued to ply the seas after this voyage.  In October 1942 she was involved in a rescue in the mid-Atlantic Ocean— coincidentally alongside the Ettrickbank, the vessel that had brought the 25th Brigade Carriers from Port Said to Suez (Port Tewfik) in February.  (ref. World War II Sea War, Vol 7: The Allies Strike Back – Bertke, Smith & Kindell 2014).  Then in February 1943 her name appears as part of a convoy sailing from the UK to North America – her destination was New York City, and she apparently joined the convoy in Reykjavik. (ref war sailors.com/convoys/on165 )

The document here lists shipping movements through the Port of Fremantle in March/ April 1942.  SS Pundit is shown arriving on March 18 and departing on March 29. http://www.defence.gov.au/sydneyii/Parliamentary%20Submissions/PINQ/SUBS/019/PINQ.SUBS.019.0028.pdf     The same document contains several maps of the movements of the German raider Kormoran in the Indian Ocean and the Bay of Bengal during 1941 and 42.

Experiences on board

More from the early 70’s article :  South of Ceylon the ship’s officers sighted what they believed to be an enemy submarine on the horizon.  Discretion was the better part of valour and so we turned around in the opposite direction.  I am sure we went back further in four hours than we had travelled the other way in two days.  From then on, the ship avoided the regular travel routes.  It was nine weeks from when we left Suez until we arrived at Fremantle.*  Boat drill was carried out every day and that helped somewhat to break the monotony.  From Fremantle we sailed to Adelaide – another seven days’ journey.  We disembarked at Port Adelaide and joined up with the Battalion who were camped in the Adelaide Hills and shortly afterwards were granted six days’ home leave.

*Actually, 5 1/2 weeks  (compared with the 3 1/2 weeks of the rest of the Battalion).  The time from Fremantle to Adelaide was not exaggerated – according to his Army record, Dad arrived in Port Adelaide on April 6 : 8 days after leaving Fremantle. (compared with 4 days for those on the Mount Vernon). Nine weeks was approximately the time from Suez to Adelaide.

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Boat drill (Dick Lewis photo)

 

 

 

Dick Lewis’ memories (audio, March 29 2041) :

The Pundit was slow, probably because she was too lightly loaded.  For the most part she only travelled at about 4 knots – her bow came out of the water with every wave and then the prop came out, so they were constantly having to de-throttle.   One night we were lying on the deck and watching as the Southern Cross appeared for the first time.  As we watched, we realised the ship was changing direction.  Then we heard the Captain shout – Give it your best speed – your B-E-S-T speed!  We turned around and travelled away from the smoke or the light they and seen on the horizon.  We were probably doing something like 17 knots then.

Very lucky not to be sent to Singapore

Dick Lewis remarked – We were very lucky, that when we got to Colombo, we were NOT sent to Singapore.  Curtin saved us, by standing up to Churchill.

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Curtin’s opposition to Churchill’s wishes/ demands

There is a great deal of information available online, about Australian Prime Minister Curtin’s exchanges with Winston Churchill who expected all the Allies including Australia to commit to defeating Nazi Germany as their top priority.  He had secured a secret agreement with US President Roosevelt to this effect, but the same agreement (the result of the Arcadia Conference) also made it acceptable for the US Navy to ‘safeguard vital interests’ in the Pacific and seize ‘vantage points’ from which a future counter-offensive against Japan could be launched.  The US established a command base in Brisbane, in late December 1941.  Some sources include –

http://john.curtin.edu.au/artofthepossi … ments1.pdf

http://www.pacificwar.org.au/battaust/Britain_betrays_Australia.html

From The Footsoldiers :

The journey (on the Mount Vernon) was pleasant, but the spirits of all on board became more downcast each day.  On the 15th we heard of the surrender of Singapore and the loss of our 8th Division. With the much earlier news of the sinking of the battleships Repulse and Prince of Wales*, and now the apparent final days of the Americans becoming hemmed in ….in the Philippines…turned all our thoughts to our homeland.  On 18 February we sailed into the packed harbour of Colombo…Though we were not aware of it at the time, our movements had become the cause of telegrams and meetings between the Chiefs of Staff in the UK, the US, the British Command in Sumatra, and our own Chiefs of Staff in Australia, and the Prime Minister Mr Curtin.  Burma had been invaded by the Japanese and Slim’s army was retreating.  Churchill wanted the 7th Division to land and secure Rangoon.  John Curtin wanted us to return to Australia.  General Wavell, now heading ABD Command in Sumatra, wanted us to strengthen Sumatra.  John Curtin won, and as events proved, luckily, for both Rangoon and Sumatra were lost.  All these demands and counter-demands were the cause of our delay in Colombo.  At 1800 hours on 24 February, our destination – Australia – resolved, we sailed….On the 25th it was announced that we were to disembark at Adelaide, first calling at Fremantle to take on fuel….the last few days of February kept all anxious lest the next step for the Japanese be to land in Australia before we arrived.

*These two British warships were sunk on December 9 – the day after the attack on Pearl Harbour and the invasion of northern Malaya by Japanese forces.

Receiving the News

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On board Devonshire, Sgt W Williams and ship’s wireless officer getting news for the daily bulletin

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On board HM transport Devonshire, Sgt Williams of the Military History and Information Section, checking the news with the ship’s wireless officer before issuing the daily news bulletin to troops.

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The bombing of Darwin

Not mentioned in Dad’s letter or in the Footsoldiers, news of the first Japanese bombing of Darwin on February 19 must have caused huge anxiety among the men.  http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/8233704

The surrender of Singapore

There is an enormous amount of information online about the Malaya campaign and the subsequent surrender of Singapore.  (I find the clarity of information on the site http://www.ww2australia.gov.au  particularly helpful) Until Curtin’s speech of December 27, the Australian public had probably been satisfied by assurances from leaders including Army commander General Blamey – that Singapore is ‘very, very strong.  It faces the future with the greatest confidence.’  http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/47172599

For a recent, more in-depth assessment of the campaign in Malaya and the East Indies, see http://www.army.gov.au/Our-future/Publications/Australian-Army-Journal/Past-editions/~/media/Files/Our%20future/LWSC%20Publications/AAJ/2004Winter/19-OutgeneralledOutwittedA.pdf

Home at last

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Once again we write, hoping…

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From Mrs H Hickman

Pottery Rd  Lenah Valley

Hobart Tasmania

17th March 1942

Darling Boy.  We received a letter from you this morning dated 27th December 1941, in which you describe your leave in Palestine.  You seem to have had a marvellous time.  If you have received our previous letters telling you of your mother’s operation you will be pleased to know that she is till making good progress.  Mr & Mrs Elliott came up last Thursday and drove her to town, took her to afternoon tea and brought her home again.  What do you think of that service by old Ted in these days?  You mention Ken Jenkins in your letter.  Well he’s going the pace alright.  He went to a show – a dance I believe – in the Derwent valley (Fentonbury).  They consumed a considerable amount of bottled liquor and afterwards had seven men besides himself in his baby car.  The door came open and one fell out- a man named Walter Browning of National Park.  He was so seriously injured that he died shortly after they got him to hospital.  Colonel Clark has adjourned the inquest to find out how much drink was consumed.  Jenkins told the magistrate he was practically a teetotaller.  I think Max, Jenkins and his wife are a good pair – not worth knowing.  He had a lot of genuine sympathy when he came back but I think this will quickly disappear.  Mrs Schultz rang us on Wednesday evening.  She was very(?) jubilant as Dick had rang her from somewhere in Australia.  She got a telegram shortly afterwards to say he would be seeing them soon so you can imagine how Maggie Dunn (?) & Co would be.  A couple of people rang to know if you were back in Australia.  So you can imagine how we are living in expectation at the moment.  Mrs Mason rang your mother this morning.  She has received a letter from you and is coming out tomorrow.  She is quite a good sport I consider.  She paid two or three visits to your mother when in hospital.  Old Tom Cooper was up here on Saturday night for a little while.  He is a genuine sort – none will give you a more sincere welcome than he.  Your mother says she has not attempted to walk to town yet.  Of course she means to the tram and back but will do so next week if things go along all right.  Jack Chandler has a baby girl.  He made some very disparaging remarks about her but you can put that down to love.  Laurie Fisher is still down at Jones & Co.  He goes away every weekend.  He has never bothered about seeing your mother since she went to hospital but there is no love lost.  The dogs are all fit and well and we are living in hopes of seeing you soon.  So will now close Max.  With best love from Mum & Dad.  God bless and keep you.

Dick Schultz phones from ‘Somewhere in Australia’

As mentioned previously, the bulk of the Battalion, indeed the Brigade, travelled back to Australia on the Mount Vernon, arriving in Fremantle on March 4 and Adelaide 4 days later.  Dick was well known for his diplomatic skills, so if anyone was going to be able to phone home from the first port, it would be Dick.

 

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From Mrs H Hickman

Pottery Rd  Lenah Valley

Hobart Tasmania

23 March 1942

Darling Boy.  Once again we write hoping to find you fit and well as it leaves us at present.  As quite a number of the boys from Syria and Palestine are back home in Australia, every time the telephone rang your mother thought it might be word from you.  Quite a number that we know of have rung from Adelaide.  Schultz has rung Maggie several times.  He is trying to get leave and I guess he will succeed.  I am expecting to hear of him being home any old time now.  They are also expecting him up at the club.  By the way the beer output in Australia has had to be reduced by one third so there is no bottled beer including ale being sold at the pubs now.  When their allowance of beer runs out they dish out the bottled stuff, seven glasses to the bottle.  What they lose on the roundabouts they will make up for on the swings.  Your mother is still making wonderful progress so much so she is going to do her washing in the morning.  Mrs Elliott and old Ted were up to see her on Friday afternoon.  I think old Ted is cracking up fast.  Mrs Mason was out here yesterday afternoon.  She stopped till nearly six o’clock.  They had received a letter from you and a photo of you having your boots cleaned.  She has another parcel ready to send and so has your mother but they don’t know what to do about it as there are so many conflicting rumours about to say you are all on then way home and others differ so we have decided to wait till we get something more definite.  Anne stayed with us last night while May and Laurie went to the pictures.  Everybody is promptly kicked out of the pubs at ten o’clock now, so Laurie finds it hard to put his time in.  Mick Mason has not been called up by the military yet although he has passed the medical test A1.

I was talking to Dorrie Hickman yesterday.  Old Tom has dug an air raid shelter in his back yard for himself and her.  I must go and have a look at it.  It will give me some idea of how things are here.  You can see trenches being dug everywhere in Hobart – in fact, all over the country.  We had a letter from Ivy during the week.  She seems to be putting a lot of time in the garden.  She must be somewhat improved in health but she did not say so.  She says her roses are beautiful and she has a lot of vegetables in the garden.  Accommodation must be frightfully hard to obtain in Melbourne at present.  Mrs Cockburn our tenant that was in Courtney Street arrived there in the morning.  They rang every estate agent in Melbourne and at 8 o’clock at night did not know where they were going to sleep.  We have quite a farm yard now.  The dogs are all fit and well and mother is just going to get tea ready.  We are living quiet lives : everything is in darkness at night.  We will now close Max.  Keep your chin and tail up.  God bless and keep you.  With best love from Mum & Dad.

Photo of you having your boots cleaned

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There is no caption for this photo, but I assume it is the one mentioned above.

 

 

 

 

 

Beer rationing

Beer production was slashed by on third to conserve grain.  See http://meandmybigmouth.com.au/1942-beer-rationing/

Trenches being dug everywhere in Hobart

Photos from the book Hobart at War 1939 to 1945 (C J Dennison) – trenches for students of Forest Road School and Hobart High School, and in Franklin Square:

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Old Tom has dug an air raid shelter

2015-10-29 16.15.37A few images from the booklet – Air Raid Precautions – published in May 1941

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I imagine Old Tom’s shelter would have followed one of these plans.

 

 

Everything is in darkness

Notes from a display in the Anglesea Barracks museum: The Duty Officer at the Barracks had the responsibility of advising the Premier if an air attack was imminent, and to direct the state to be blacked out.  The test on February 12 1942 blacked out Hobart within 3 minutes and the whole state in 10 minutes.

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