POW |
Surrender - 1942
| Singapore - from Feb.1942
| Burma -Thailand Railway
| "A" Force |
"B" Force | "C" Force |
"D" Force | "E"
Force | "F" Force | "G" Force | "H" Force |
"J"
Force |
Singapore - from March, 1945 |
Surrender - 1945
Departed Singapore - April, 1943
1) Bruce and Bob
NX37498 - JACK, Robert William, Sgt. - C Company, 13 Platoon NX38682 - McDOUGALL, Eldred Ernest (Jock), A/U/Sgt. - C Company, 15A Platoon NX37575 - MITCHELL, Bruce, Cpl. - C Company, 13 Platoon, Doi Kanburi (Post Dysentery)
"Bruce and Bob Jack and I were made Corporals at the same
time in 13 Pl. C Company and went all through action and "F" Force
together until Bruce and Bob went further up the 'LINE' to No. 3
Camp - Kami Sonkurai - Bruce going on the 28/7/43 and Bob on 2/8/43.
It was at Kami that Bruce became a very sick man with dysentery,
Beri-beri and Malaria, as I saw, when passing through during one of
the trips we made into Burma for rice supplies. He died at Kanburi
on the way back to Singapore on 4/12/43 from these illnesses - aged
21 yrs. 10 mths.
(Source: E.E. (Jock) McDougall - Makan No. 264, Jan/March,
1982)
2) We shook hands
NX37374 - THORBURN, Archibald John Kennedy (Arch), A/U/L/Sgt. - C
Company HQ
"We literally wasted away through lack of
food. I went from 13 stone down to 8 stone and every other member of
the Battalion lost proportionately the same weight. Ordinarily, when
a group of Soldiers is indulging in an animated conversation, the
subject is usually, to use a modern expression, "booze and birds".
In the P.O.W. days any such animated discussion would be about food.
I recall waking up one morning and thinking,
"something good is going to happen today. I know, the Back-up is on
the "T"s. That meant that at midday the Korean Guards' leavings
would be distributed, 2 dessertspoonfuls, to a man alphabetically
and that day, since my surname commenced with T, would entitle, me
to a part of the remnants of the Koreans' meal. The Korean is a
dirty feeder - he slobbers in his bowl and most of them had V.D. to
our knowledge. My subconscious mind had obviously been dreaming of
this mind bending experience all night.
I recall being beaten unmercifully over the head by
one of our guards, for what, I considered, a minor breach of
discipline. They were strange people, those Koreans. When he had
finished his beating he offered me a cigarette. I accepted it, flung
it on the ground, glared at him and turned my back, waiting for
something pretty dreadful to happen to me. Nothing happened. On our
return to camp at the end of the day, I was summoned before the
Senior Officer. There I saw my erstwhile belter with an Interpreter
and it was explained to me that, when the Japanese Soldier had
occasion to discipline me, I had looked resentful. Was that true or
false. I said that I did not know how I looked, but that I certainly
felt resentful. This was explained to my accuser, who looked
puzzled, but said, through the Interpreter, "Would the Australian
Soldier shake hands with him. I thought that this was not the time
for mock heroics. I want to get home to propose the 40th Anniversary
toast, so I said, "Certainly". His face broke into a great smile and
we shook hands heartily."
(Source: Arch Thorburn - Makan No. 258, Dec,
1980)
3) Wally Mason
NX31689 -
MASON. Walter Charles (Wally), L/Cpl. - A Company, 9 Platoon,
Died of illness at Changi on 12/3/1944 NX29196 - MOONEY, Roy Ernest, Pte. - A Company, 9 Platoon NX12530 - COOPER, James Herbert (Jim), Lt. - HQ Company, Carrier Platoon
"Re Wally Mason, we of course were in the same truck going to
Thailand. (You were in truck 13, train 5 on F Force, Roy). We
had the same experiences as the rest - I left Sonkurai with
Jimmy Cooper’s party. We went to Konquita, unloading barges of
stores to feed the Nip soldiers on their way to Burma. I lost
contact with Wally until we got back to Changi. I saw him every
day. He was in hospital at Selarang, He died there and I
attended his funeral there. He had a normal burial for there –
Padre, Last Post etc."
(Source: Roy Mooney - Makan No. 263,
Oct/Dec,
1981)
4) They were always happy
NX45594
- ANNAND, Charles (Charlie), L/Sgt. - D Company, 16 Platoon NX36597 - DOOLAN, Amos Anthony (Mossy), Sgt. - B Company, 11 Platoon
"They were all good fellows and their little faults sink into
nothingness now. When one sits and thinks back to those years,
little pictures fall down into one's mind - Charlie Annand
working himself to death, in the rain, because he couldn't bear
to see a weaker man do something he could do himself -
Mossey Doolan joking quietly as he died in No. 3 Camp, Sonkurai.
They were always happy and would want us to be too"
(Source: Stan Arneil - Makan No. 12,
Nov,
1947)
5) Some of the boys killed a yak
NX41357
- CAMERON, Alan Rentoul - Lt. - C Company, O/C 15 Platoon NX47871 - WALLIS, Edmund Winston (Punter), Pte. - C Company, 15 Platoon
"You asked about Alan Cameron. I was with him on the Burma
Railway, but can't recall him having any sickness other than what we
all had. I clearly remember one incident, when we were all starving,
as we always were, and some of the Boys went out and killed a yak.
When this was discovered by the Nips, no one would admit to it, so
poor old Alan stood up and took the blame, although, as far as I
knew, he knew nothing about it. So he took the bashing those little
yellow Coots were so fond of handing out. Alan was a fine fellow,
and many a cigarette he gave me, when I was feeling at the end of my
tether, and my deepest sympathy goes out to his wife and family."
(Source: Punter Wallis - Makan No. 254,
May/Jun, 1980)
6) Remembering some of the men
NX71966 - CARROLL, John Leslie (Jack), Pte. - A Company, 9
Platoon
NX54143 - CHARLTON, Alan Edgar, Pte. - HQ Company, Pioneer
Platoon
NX27854 - HUNTLEY, Neilson Leonard Stenhouse (Neil), Cpl. -
B Company, 11 Platoon
NX20447 - MASON, Joseph (Joe), Pte. - HQ Company, Carrier
Platoon
NX20450 - MASON, Peter, Cpl. - HQ Company, Carrier Platoon
NX37708 - McNIVEN, Ernest Francis (Ern), Pte. - A Company, 8
Platoon
NX65549 - MUSGROVE, Sydney Kitchener (Sid), Pte. - D
Company, 17 Platoon
NX27147 - PARSONS, James Charles (Jim), A/Cpl. - BHQ, RAP
NX65486 - QUINTAL, Laurie Patterson, Pte. - HQ Company,
Signals Platoon
NX70453 - TAYLOR, John Lindsay, Capt. - BHQ Company, M.O.
LAURIE QUINTAL in the Signal Platoon from Norfolk
Island, and whom I got to know very well on "F" Force. What
a fine young man he was. I will never forget him! While we
were "resting" at Selerang before going up North, he had
found a guitar and used to sing, in quite a good voice, a
song about 'The Singing Hills'. He like a lot of our mates,
is still 'up North'.
You know, I got to thinking about that trip a
few days ago; spending 5½ days jammed in those 'box cars',
that were like furnaces during the day; taking turns to sit
in the doorways (what a treat! I'll never forget how
exciting it was to be told it was one's turn); we also had
to take turns in lying down at night, because 28 men
couldn't all lie down at the one time and, of course, so
that we wouldn't mutilate each other, we'd hung our boots
across a line rigged diagonally across the car after we had
entered it.
We were fed six times in that 5½ days. The
last meal was made up from tinned rations, that we had
carried, (unknown to the Japs) and the meal was issued, when
we had gone 40 hours without (seemed like 40 days!) and
looked like it could be another 40 hours before our 'Hosts'
came good.
I remember sharing the door with the late
JACK CARROLL, "A” Company (what a wit); after about 30
hours of the fast and it was late in the afternoon, he
turned to me, as I watched that jungle hurrying the other
way and said, "Charlton, Old Boy, I'd like to meet face to
face with a Tiger - I'd bite him to death. No trouble!"
We detrained at Bampong in the early morning
darkness and, do you know what? My boots were missing!
Someone must have taken them, as we all had boots, when we
got into the 'box car'. So, I had to march that 199 miles in
15 nights and work there for months with bare feet. No
wonder I was rotten with Hookworm (they had to start
treating me on our return home here to Australia).
I got to remembering some of the men, that
were with me on that trip and their devotion to their mates.
That was an education that was, and now, from the security
of my present life I realise, that it was an experience that
I am not sorry I had, in one sense.
We all know of the way
JOHN TAYLOR walked twice as far as we did on that march,
up and down the line, looking after his men, - What a man! -
a credit to his profession, but, how many of us remember
that his batman,
SID MUSGROVE, carried his own gear plus that of JOHN
TAYLOR. Then when we were in camp, the work done by
NEIL HUNTLEY, working as an orderly in the Hospital and
those are only two, that come to mind, (Of course, there
were those whose actions were just the opposite, but I'd
rather forget about them, ) Oh!
JIMMY PARSONS was another I remember with affection,
also
ERNIE MCNIVEN.
Then there were, of course, the funny bits,
like the day the Japs had us on a special parade at No. 3
Camp and, on the way back to the hut, I got "caught short"
and had to go to the nearest latrine, that happened to be
for "Officers Only", it had a low Hessian wall around it and
a Bastard of a Pommy Captain was abusing me for being there;
the dysentery was nearly turning me inside out, and the boys
were cheering me on! Oh, two others I have great respect for
PETER and JOE MASON.
(Source: Allan Charlton - Makan No. 240,
March/April, 1978)
7) A mere 6 stone
NX67315 - DUNCOMBE, Raymond Stewart (Ray), Pte. HQ Company,
Signals Platoon
"Ray also became interested in Basketball in Malaya. He had
weighed 11 to 12 stone, so trained and reduced his weight to
10½ stone and kept it at that weight, so that, when he left
Selerang on "F" Force, he was still 10½ stone solid, but,
when he came back to Changi, he was a mere 6 stone."
(Source:
Ray Duncombe, Makan No. 251, Nov / Dec, 1979)
8) Out of weed
NX67315 - DUNCOMBE, Raymond Stewart (Ray), Pte. HQ Company,
Signals Platoon
QX19117 - WALSH, Patrick John (Paddy), Very Reverend Dean -
MiD, DD - Padre BHQ
"While up at No.1 Sonkurai, Paddy Walsh asked Ray once, if
Ray had a smoke. Ray thought Paddy was out of weed and said,
"No, Padre, I am sorry, but I have not any." However it was
the other way round, it was Paddy who wanted to make a hand
out. He gave Ray some weed, apologising for it being boong
weed, then asked if Ray had any paper, and the answer being
"No", Paddy took out a Bible and tore some pages out, giving
them to Ray, but saying, "Now, before you use them, you must
read them."
(Source:
Ray Duncombe, Makan No. 263, Oct/Dec, 1981)
9)
"F" Force diary
NX30914 -
BROWN, Gordon Victor, Lieut. - A Company, O/C, 7 Platoon
NX56826 - TUCKEY, Francis Harmston (Frank), Pte. - A
Company, 7 Platoon
NX56826 - Pte. Frank TUCKEY, 7 Platoon, A
Company, 2/30 Battalion was asked by NX30914 - Lieut. Gordon
V. BROWN, to make a record of the experiences in No. 2 Camp,
on "F" Force.
Pte. Tuckey was originally in No 1 Camp, then
moved to No 2 Camp. He died on 11/01/1944, in AGH Changi,
after his return from the railway.
more....
(Source: 2/30 Bn.
Archives - originally transcribed from the
Diary written by Pte. Frank Tuckey for Lieut. Gordon Brown)
10)
On arrival at Sonkurai
NX10825 (NX502833) - BEGGS, Vincent John (Vince), Pte. - B
Company, 12 Platoon
NX36285 - GARNER, Donald Francis (Don/Afghan), A/U/WO2 - B
Company, Coy. HQ
We are
told that Vince was kicked in the chest by a horse, when he
was a boy, and that the muscles had become knotted together,
though no difficulty to being accepted in the Army and had
come to Battalion, “B” Company, as a 3rd Reinforcement.
He is
remembered also as having had a box-on with one of the B
Company Sergeants
and beaten
him.
(NX36285 - GARNER, Donald Francis (Don/Afghan), A/U/WO2 - B
Company, Coy. HQ)
He was on
"F" Force and, when he arrived at Sonkurai, he was so
exhausted, that he had discarded all his kit except the
clothes in which he stood up, his spoon and dixie, and that
the pain in his feet was so intense that he cried because of
it. An occurrence, which was completely out of character for
him.
(Source:
Makan No. 257, Oct/Nov, 1980)
11)
Bridge work
NX47498 - GRANT, Thomas Bertram (Tom ), L/Cpl. - C Company,
14 Platoon QX18842 - FORAN, Daniel (Danny), Pte. - C
Company
I am not quite clear where I
first met Danny. It was, I think, some time during our P.O.W.
days. He was a Queenslander, having come from Mackay. He
always lamented the fact that he was not drafted to the 2/26
Bn. Being a Queenslander, he rated it an injustice to have
to serve with a unit from another State. We talked some
time, as we did in those days, and he spoke of his time
cutting cane in North Queensland. He spoke on what he would
do after the war. We all did that. He seemed to like the
idea of growing cotton in the Dawson valley.
My first clear recollection
of him was at No. 2 Camp on the Burma railway. With the talk
these days of the bridge on the river Kwai, I am reminded
that this was our bridge on the river Kwai. In fact there
were two of them - a low level traffic bridge and a high
level railway bridge. One beside the other. My main memory
of these times was working in the mud and rain on what was
called the road.
However, we had our turn on
the bridge also. I can remember working with Danny, together
with a lot of others, on the approach on the camp side of
the river. We were driving piles on the dry land part, using
a monkey on a stick, as we called it. It consisted of a long
steel rod which was centred on the top of the pile. The rod
passed through a hole in the centre of a square block of
steel. A handle was on each side of the square, ropes were
attached, and on the end of each rope would be ten or a
dozen men. On the call of one, two, three, you gave a heave
which sent the steel block to the top of the rod, and it
came down with a thump on top of the pile. So it was we
drove the last piles on that bridge. It was the unfortunate
pommies who drove them in the river, before we got there -
we having moved to this place from No. 1 Camp.
I was always thankful we
missed the work in the water on that bridge. It was here one
day, when the little yellow basket decided we were not doing
as well as we should, that Danny and I copped a hell of a
bashing - not unusual of course in those times. Danny bore
it as well as he could. But on reflection I wonder what
these indignities did to men like Danny.
(Source:
Tom Grant, Makan No. 220, Jan/Feb, 1975)
12)
On top of the platform
NX31010 - AMBROSE, Robert (Bob or
Lofty), Sgt. - HQ Coy. Carrier Platoon
NX2497 - BEE, Robert James Frederick (Bobbie), Pte. - HQ
Company, Transport Platoon
NX37498 - JACK, Robert William (Bob), Sgt. - C
Company, 13 Platoon
QX20320 - RICKARDS, Jack Noel,
Pte. - D Company
QX20492 - SUTHERLAND, Donald George Sinclair (Don), Pte. - D
Company, 18 Platoon
"I recall
BOBBY BEE speaking to me sometime before his death, and BOB
JACK, on top of the platform as teams from both sides pulled
the weight up and then let go to drive the piles into the
ground, ROBERT AMBROSE who used to make the Crosses, with
names and number on Cholera Hill, and JACK RICKARDS who died
beside me in June '43"
(Source:
Don Sutherland - Makan
No. 265, April/June, 1982)
13)
Fair share
NX34437 - MITCHELL, James (Jim), S/Sgt. - HQ Company, CQM
NX34999 -
RAMSAY, George Ernest (Gentleman George), Lt. Col. - BHQ,
CO. 1942
Many will
remember big Jim. Stan Arneil said way back in 1961 that "Quartermastering
and the related jobs seemed to attract some of the
Battalion's most colourful characters, including amongst
their members....Big Jim Mitchell, HQ Company
Quartermaster".
Noel
Johnston in 1962, speaking of "the personalities who in one
way or another influenced the development of the moral fibre
of the real Battalion, instanced Jim Mitchell amongst many
from the grievous days of P.O.W. Camps, as one of the names,
that seem to dwell in our memories".
George
Ramsay paid tribute to Jim Mitchell by saying that "in Burma
while he had Jim in charge of the rations, George had no
worry about all the men being given a fair share of what was
available". Jim suffered from Tropical Ulcers and
jeopardised his own recovery by giving away to sicker men
some, and even, on occasion, all his on meal, so that those
men might have a chance, and did not realise that he would
die there in Burma at Khorkan (Kohn Kuhn) the 55 Kilo
Hospital Camp on the 16th December 1943.
(Source:
Tom Grant, Makan No. 220, Jan/Feb, 1975)
14)
Cholera Ward
NX27001 - MOLONEY, Norman Patrick, Cpl. - HQ Coy. Signals
Platoon
NX65486 -
QUINTAL, Laurie Patterson, Pte. - HQ Company, Signals
Platoon
Mal says
that he put in a week working in the Cholera Ward at
Sonkurai, that Laurie contracted cholera but got over it.
Laurie
was to die later in the "Burma Hospital" from Beri Beri and
Dysentery. 16/10/43.
(Source:
Jack Moloney, Makan No. 259, Jan/Feb, 1981)
15)
Throw in the extra stripe
NX54474 - STEVENS, Francis Rupert
Brotherson (Snowy), Pte. - HQ Company, Mortar Platoon
NX54467 - STONE, Eric William (Ric), Cpl. - HQ Company,
Mortar Platoon
NX46503 - TATE, David William (Dave), A/U/Sgt. - HQ Company,
Mortar Platoon
NX12542 - TOMPSON, Richard Clive (Dick), Capt. - HQ
Coy. O/C Carrier Platoon
That date of promotion of Cpl D.W. Tate of 1/12/1943 was
when the "F" Force was back at Kanburi from Sonkurai, and
would have been a date invented by the Force for purposes of
variety to replace NCOs lost on "F" Force, and I was told by
NX54474 Pte. Francis Rupert Brotherson Stevens, and who was
on "F" Force with Cpl D.W. Tate and one of his close mates,
that Dave had said to him after coming back down the Line
from Sonkurai that the strain as Acting Sergeant in fighting
the Korean and Japs for the men and putting up with their
antics and corporal punishments was too much for him and
that he was going to throw in the extra stripe, and that
this was said in December even though the date chosen by the
Force was 1st December ...
I have also been told by another of the same Mortar Platoon,
also on "F" Force, NX54467 Corporal Eric William Stone, that
Dave Tate had been a cholera case but had survived. Cpl.
Stone said that it had been the Medical Officers' custom on
"F" Force, for lack of paper to record admissions to
hospital, to write the details in the back of the men's Pay
Books, where they had them, and this had been confirmed to
me by NX12542 Captain Richard Tompson, O.C. Carrier Platoon,
HQ Coy 2/30 Bn AIF, another member of "F" Force, but Cpl
Stone says that these Pay Books, when held, had been taken
by the P.O.W. Recovery Team at Singapore, for purposes of
reconciliation of pay records before issue of their interim
pay books, and that the original pay books had never been
returned to the men, thus depriving them of their medical
records ...
(Source: Alex Dandie – 2/30 Battalion
Archives - 4/2/1984)
16)
Punishment
NX54474 - STEVENS, Francis Rupert Brotherson (Snowy), Pte. -
HQ Company, Mortar Platoon
NX46503 - TATE, David William (Dave), A/U/Sgt. - HQ Company,
Mortar Platoon
I was working with … Dave Tate and … some of the strains to
which we and he in particular, because it seemed of his
height in being a head taller than most of our guards, were
punished in ways that over-taxed his strength, and of which
occasions two come vividly to mind, viz:
(a) Dave was made to pick up a log about 6 ft in length
and 9 inches diameter, hold it above his head, with arms
outstretched and straight and get on to another log,
whose top was about 18” from the ground, slippery from
rain and mud, all the time being belted, if he relaxed
the arms over his head or did not make the top of the
log on the ground, and was forced to carry on this
punishment for more than an hour.
(b) Dave and I were part of a party carrying stones, on
top of a sack, which had two bamboo poles as carrying
sticks thrust through the bags from top to bottom and
extending from each end in the form of a stretcher, to
the Railway embankment. The Japanese in charge at the
time was not satisfied with the number of stones, which
we had placed on the bag; he threw more stones on top of
our load, then, still not satisfied, sadistically, sat
himself on the stretcher and made us carry him and all
the stones over to the embankment, a distance of some
hundreds of yards.
I am not able to detail the dates of the punishments
described … above as I had neither pencil nor paper to
record them.
I am not able to detail his sicknesses on that Working or
when back in Changi, but I do remember that he was one, who
was afflicted with, what we called "Happy Feet" due to lack
of vitamins and when nerves were so disturbed that he had to
keep walking round or place his feet in water, as he was
unable to rest satisfactorily.
At Kanburi (Thailand), when a force of NCO's was required to
be set up as an internal Provost Corps within the Camp to
protect the men in the camp from doing any act, which would
provoke the Japanese guards and cause punishment to the
whole comp, Dave was promoted to Acting Unpaid Sergeant, a
position he loathed, because of the responsibility and
caused him to worry all the time that he carried out such
duties until he was reverted to his usual rank of Corporal
back in Changi.
(Source: Snowy Stevens – 2/30 Battalion
Archives - May, 1979)
17)
Making ballast and packing sleepers
NX58970 - HENNESSY (De St. Hilair), Sydney Rudolph (Sid),
Pte. - B Company, 11 Platoon
NX46503 - TATE, David William
(Dave), A/U/Sgt. - HQ Company, Mortar Platoon
NX70453 - TAYLOR, John Lindsay, Capt. - BHQ, M.O.
We were both in Nos 1 and 2 Camps Sonkurai engaged in work
on the Railway making ballast for packing under sleepers,
being required to build each day a mound of broken metal or
stone, by measurement 2 metres by 2 metres and 1 metre high,
for packing under sleepers and carrying it to the
embankment, or digging holes, 2 metres by 2 metres by metres
for the roadway, on which the rails were to be laid; work
went on as usual wet or fine, and it was mostly wet as it
was the season of the wet monsoon rains. We were forced to
work every day, whether fit or sick. If the Jap Guards could
not get their quota for the day of man, they would take sick
from huts, under protest from our Medical Officers, Major
Bruce Hunt, Capt. L. Cahill or Capt F. Cahill, Capt. John
Taylor or Maj. Roy Hunt. The Medical Officers, like us, were
under-nourished. It was no good going on sick parade for
most troubles, as there was no quinine or M & B Tablets,
just charcoal for dysentery and rice water for beri-beri.
When we moved from 1 Camp to 2 Camp things and conditions
were a lot worse, as those in the camp earlier had it in a
dirty condition and it had to be cleaned up by the not so
sick, who evaded the drafting on to Jap working parties.
Most of us were weak by this time and we were losing a lot
of men from cholera. Dave by this time, like the rest of us,
was feeling the strain, but he had to go on the ration
party, a 3 mile walk both ways, because the mud on the roads
did not allow the use of trucks. The Ration Party had to
make their way through this mud, walking with arms on each
others shoulders to stand upright, as we pulled each leg out
of the mud and took a pace forward. On the 3 mile journey
back to our camp we had to have a pack on the back and a
haversack on the chest, both full of rice, and a sack of
other foodstuffs, vegetables, if any, fish, if any, beans,
if any etc.
On these trips I was usually able to scrounge a bit of sugar
and a few sweet potatoes. These I shared with Demo who was
very low. I picked green leaves and cooked them for us, also
the banana stalk centre, even though with little good, did
give a little variety. At night I could give him hot water
with some sugar in to give him a hit of energy.
On our return to Kanburi I had some money at first, so was
able to get some greens and sugar, eggs and duck, which I
could cook and add to normal issue, but my money soon ran
out and we were back on normal rations.
When we left Kanburi and returned to Changi, Dave went to
hospital, and I went on a Party to Johore, digging tunnels,
so that I did not see Dave much after that …
(Source: Syd Hilaire – 2/30 Battalion
Archives - May, 1979)
18)
50 kilo Hospital
NX46609
- BAILEY, Gerard John, Pte - HQ Company, Transport Platoon
HQ
During Prisoner of war days, Gerry was one of
those, who went back into Singapore on Japanese work
parties, at first at Keppel Harbour, Great World and River
Valley Road camps during 1940. Then in 1943 he was on F
force working on the infamous "Death Railway". There he
suffered from dysentery, malaria, and as well had a spell in
the so called hospital with an injured heel, after his boot
leather had perished, but his health had deteriorated, and
in July 1943 he was one of those to be sent to the 50 kilo
"hospital" under Major Bruce Hunt as being too sick to
remain in the working camp. He survived to return to
Singapore at the end of 1943, but still not classified for
full duties until one of the latest tunnelling parties, X10,
on 1/7/1945.
(Source:
Obituary for NX46609 - Pte. Gerard John BAILEY, August, 2004)
NX27012 - SCHOFIELD, Phillip Alfred (Schoey), WO2 - C
Company, CSM Platoon
NX46609 - BAILEY, Gerard John, Pte - HQ Company, Transport
Platoon HQ
It is an odds on certainty that Gerry is a
lot fatter and fitter than he was at Sonkurai when the
Editor carried him out of the so-called hospital, sat him on
a stump and cut that black wiry mess growing on the top of
his head, which he called hair - he was even rude about the
Editor's tonsorial artistry.
(Source: Phil Schofield – Makan 193,
Jan/Feb. 1971)
19) We killed a yak
NX69100 - HUME, Frederick George, Pte. - BHQ, RAP.
NX21640 - NEIL (Peterson), John Henry George (Jack or
Bluey), Pte. - C Company, Coy. HQ
NX69101 - ROBERTS, Lenington Vawn (Len), Pte. - HQ
Company, Transport Platoon
NX47557 - ROBERTS, William (Bill), Pte. - HQ Company,
Carrier Platoon
"I
have fond memories of "Bluey" - we were mates all through
our prison days. I remember at No.3 Camp (Kami Sonkurai) on
the railway - he myself & another (can't remember his name)
went out one afternoon and killed a yak, got it back to camp
at night and distributed it amongst the blokes in hospital.
Kept a little bit & made myself & Len and Bill Roberts a
stew. It was really great stuff.""
(Source: Fred Hume - Makan No. 262,
Jul/Sep, 1981)
20)
Hobbling back to lines
NX2536 - UPCROFT, Ernest Bruce (Bruce), Pte. - D Company, 18
Platoon
Bruce Upcroft, whom I mentally recall as a
skinny scarecrow hobbling back to lines from the Cholera
Hospital in Shimo Sonkurai.
(Source:
George Brown, Makan No. 261, May/Jun, 1981)
21)
Going up on "F" Force
NX56869 - BLANSHARD, Douglas Copeland (Doug), Sgt. - A
Company, 8 Platoon
NX65999 - BLOW, Ernest John Stewart (Stew), Sgt. - HQ
Company, Mortar Platoon
NX37451 - BURKE, Samuel John (Jack), Pte. - C Company, 15A
Platoon
NX27503 - FELL, John Joffre (Jack), A/Cpl. - B Company, 11
Platoon
"Going up on F Force, (you were on train 5 truck 3 with Doug
Blanshard, Stewart Blow and Jack Fell. Ed.) I still remember
the pencil rocks sticking up in a rice plain in Thailand;
and on the march from Kanburi, at one of the ten minute
stops, I looked at the left hand side of the road into empty
space, as we were on a cliff face. You could have thrown a
pebble into the river hundreds of feet below, and as it was
not unusual for us to start marching again half asleep, this
sight woke us up with a start. Never saw it coming back by
trail so must have been asleep. Another night, while
stopping for a rest, some kind of sand fly or midge attacked
us round the nostrils and lobes of the ears. Getting into
the smoke of the fire helped and tying a handkerchief round
the ears. A big water buffalo pushed his way into the smoke
amongst us to get away from them.
Another night when marching through small trees, two Nip
guards got into the middle of our group and stayed there
with us all night. We found out the next morning that it was
tiger country. Not that we heard or saw any sign of them.
On the way to Burma Hospital I was interested to see the
Three Pagodas on a low red clay hill. The Burma Hospital
camp was different from ordinary camps only in that we
didn't have to do work, other than camp duties, if we were
not fit enough. No medical supplies - still ground charcoal
for dysentery. We only had fresh meat if the yaks were too
poor or sick. An officer from 2/29 used to do the killing. A
Nip would go with him to look at them. If they were in a bad
way, he would point one out while hitting another weak one
alongside him behind the ear with a tomahawk. As it hit the
ground he used to yell out 'bioke' (sick) and it always
worked. Sometimes we would get the other one as well, but of
course they were only skin and bone."
(Source: Jack Burke
- Makan No. 263, Oct/Dec.
1981)
22) Twenty
first birthdays
NX47498 - GRANT, Thomas Bertram (Tom ), L/Cpl. - C Company, 14 Platoon
Tom, one of
the young fellows in the Battalion, had his twenty first
birthday on one of the Working Parties on Singapore Island.
I asked him which one it was and he has told me that he was
working on the "Shrine Job”, but he's not quite sure of the
name of where he bedded down for the night.
Most of
us would have celebrated four birthdays over there; some
might have had five. It was possible that the Burma Railway
was the venue for the next. I am not at all sure whether it
was at No 1 or No 2 Camp. Indeed conditions were such, that
I doubt, if I could have told you off hand what month it
was, let alone the date of birthdays or any other
anniversary. The wonder of that place was not that so many
died but that any one at all survived the place.
My next
anniversary was on the 'drome job at Changi and the
following one at Johore Bahru; after the Burma Railway
experience these places tend to be forgotten. The 'drome is
not much mentioned these days, though it was, at that time,
a long haul, exposed to the sun all day and every day and
tended to take away some of the edge one may have had. In
Johore Bahru I was on Xl Tunnelling Party and that was also
hard work on the rations of that time.
(Source:
Makan No. 236, Sept/Oct, 1977)
23)
Noel Johnston's Memo
NX47498 - GRANT, Thomas Bertram (Tom ), L/Cpl. - C Company, 14 Platoon
NX70427 - JOHNSTON, Noel McGuffie (Charlie
Chan), Lt. Col. - BHQ. 2 I/c Bn.
Tom Grant comments on Noel Johnston's Memo, "I think that
his writings on the subject of Burma Railway and Thailand
are important. He was, in those days, one in authority. Much
has been written one way or another on the subject. But,
what is overlooked mostly, was the continual torment. Verbal
torment, that seemed never-ending. The physical strain was
one thing. The verbal attack was another, which went close
to driving men mad. Indeed, in some cases, it did just that.
I recall on one occasion, out in the mud and rain, as we
were often compelled to work, it came time to move for camp.
Before doing so, although it was getting dark, these
tormentors, of whom I speak, wanted a count taken of those
present. The day had been such that no one wanted to come
forward. Morale, at that moment, was at rock bottom. It was
a junior NCO, who came out, to dress the column by the
right, so that a count could be taken. Perhaps it was
individuals, who came forward at such times, when, maybe,
others faltered for the time being, who pulled us out of the
place. There were no officers present on this occasion.
(Source:
Tom Grant, Makan No. 246,
Mar/Apr, 1979)
24)
Keen to escape
NX37420 - GEE, Desmond Hugh (Des), Pte. - HQ Company,
Carrier Platoon
NX42596 - GOLDING (Rash), Josiah Buddy (Joshua Golding)
(Buddy), Pte. - D Company, 18 Platoon
"We first met on the wharf one day when
loading a ship with bales of rubber and during lunch a few
of us were walking around looking for anything of value when
Joe emerged from a concrete bomb shelter. He was holding a
hand grenade. He asked what he should do with it and I
suggested he pull the pin but hold the spring and then wedge
it into a gap between the bales of rubber which he said he
did.
Joe and I became friends and he was very keen
to escape and saw in me an ally to his plans. I was rather
more cautious than Joe and after watching the naval and
aircraft from that attic in Virginia House I concluded that
such moments were too constant to get away in any small boat
and I held the view that local people when confronted would
be no help going overland.
We were in F Force together and when we got
to the last camp on the railway Joe was going and nothing I
could say was going to stop him. To use his own words he
said he would rather die escaping than die in that camp.
Perhaps he was right. I was not keen on going and I felt I
was too weak to go anyway."
(Source:
Des Gee, series of letters sent to Makan editor in 1998)
25)
Smoking cigars
NX25845 - BUCKINGHAM, Arthur George, A/U/Cpl. - B Company,
10 Platoon
"My 'Do You Remember' goes back to 1943 in
Thailand when we were in No.3 camp and working on the line
to see the Burmese coming down the road from Burma - we
heard out of the cigar factories with nothing but a loin
cloth on and a stick over their shoulder with a very small
bundle of possessions, but smoking great big cigars. It did
look humorous in a place where humour was very hard to
find."
(Source:
Arthur Buckingham, reply to Makan No. 264 questionnaire,
Jan/March, 1982)
26)
Worth his weight in gold
NX47025 - HAYES, Brian Lindsay, Pte. - D Company, 17 Platoon
NX47513 - PEARCE, Reuben Niles (Ben), Pte. - D Company, 17
Platoon
"Brian Hayes said that during the period
of hell on the Burma Railway that Benny Pearce was worth his
weight in gold - Brian's words - ' He would thieve the
bridle off a night mare!!"
(Source:
Brian Hayes, Makan No. 264,
Jan/March, 1982)
27)
On the railway with "F" Force
NX26723 - ANGUS, James Corbett (Jim ), Pte. - A Company, 8
Platoon
NX65377 - McBURNEY, Ernest Harold, Pte. - 73 Light Aid
Detachment
NX37655 (NX33257) - McBURNEY, Ronald James (Ron), Pte. - A
Company, 7 Platoon
"I marched with main group to Kami Sonkurai
(No 3 Camp).
Upon arrival at that camp I learned my
brother, Em (73 L.A.D.), was hospitalised with an ulcerated
leg. This subsequently proved to be fatal.
Whilst there, together with others, I was
diagnosed as a cholera carrier and was transferred back down
the track to the cholera camp. The late Jim Angus and I were
in the same tent with two other from different Units.
Upon returning to the main camp, I was one
who had to march north and collect rations for the remainder
of the camp. The usual thing, a full pack of rice or beans
etc, plus a butt of something else on top, for the 10km
march back. Then normal work on line.
When the line was completed back to Selarang
and met by B.J. one moonlit night.
(Source:
Ron McBurney - letter to Alex Dandie, 1/11/1996)
28)
His spirit pulled him through
NX36696 - WEBB, Francis John (Spider), Pte. - HQ Company,
Carrier Platoon
Frankie Webb is still living up Yenda way and he is a ball
of muscle these days. You should remember young Webb if you
were a member of F Force. In No. 3 Camp, he had a gigantic
ulcer, the size of a dinner plate on his hip and if anybody
was marked for death, it was he. The one person in No. 1
Camp who gave Webbie a chance for life was himself and his
spirit seems to have been the only thing that pulled him
through.
(Source: Makan - No. 29, 1st
April, 1949)
29) First ration of
meat
QX20003 - TUCKFIELD,
Colin James (Col), Pte. - D Company, 17 Platoon
At Kuala Lumpur, however, I was interested to see the
outside of the famous Moorish Railway Station, which we had
previously seen, only from the inside, en route to Thailand.
That was on Good Friday, 1943, when we received, ironically,
our first "ration" of meat for a year. Mine, I recall, was a
cubic inch of meat in soup - but the meat was gristle, and
mine lasted a full hour.
(Source: Col Tuckfield, Makan
No. 231, Dec, 1976)
30) The cholera was
reaching alarming proportions
QX20003 - TUCKFIELD,
Colin James (Col), Pte. - D Company, 17 Platoon
Col was one of our young men in D Company and celebrated his
21st birthday at Caldecott Hill, when the shrine job was in
progress, but not keeping a diary in those days has no
recollection that anything special marked the day. The next
year he was up on the Railway with "F" Force and as from
25/6/1943 kept a sort of narrative written from time to
time, so that he felt that he spent his 22nd birthday on
Cholera Hill at No. 1 Camp (Shimo Sonkurai). As he wrote and
we quote, "By the end of the month (May 1943) the cholera
was reaching alarming proportions - so bad that men were
risking their lives trying to escape -no hope of that from
here - rather than sit down and die. On 31st (May) I
volunteered to nurse the cholera patients and was accepted.
I thought that I would rather die working for my cobbers
than constructing a highly strategic road for the enemy.
(Did I really think like that in those days? (He interposes)
(Must have been the last volunteering I ever did in the
Army!). I was on for ten nights (orderly duty) and by this
time the crisis was past and I was able to take a 2 days
spell" - and so on and on in the story we all know so well.
So somewhere in that time was my forgotten 22nd birthday.
My 23rd birthday is somewhat better documented - 6/6/44 - 23
years old today. Had birthday party for breakfast. Issue was
1 pint rice gruel. So I bought ¼ coconut and 1/6 lb Gula
Malacca and mixed. Quite tasty. Coconut 80¢ each and Gula
$1.50 per lb. (I wonder why the preoccupation with food).
(Source: Col Tuckfield, Makan
No. 235, June/August, 1977)
31) Lightening the
load for the march
QX20003 - TUCKFIELD,
Colin James (Col), Pte. - D Company, 17 Platoon
Mention of the "big guns" at Changi, reminded me of the
brass plate I salvaged from one, containing, I think,
instructions for elevating it or some such. I diced it when
lightening the load for the march up the Railway on "F"
Force and have often thought what a marvellous souvenir it
would be today. I still have a few souvenirs, however - my
mess tin, colour patches, pack of cards made from cigarette
packs ("The Three Castles - W. D. & H.O. Wills - Remember
them?) my diary and an Ordnance Map of Singapore Island,
which I somehow carried through the lot.
(Source: Col Tuckfield, Makan
No. 239, Jan/Feb, 1978)
32) The cholera was
reaching alarming proportions
QX20003 - TUCKFIELD,
Colin James (Col), Pte. - D Company, 17 Platoon
Shimo Sonkurai (Thailand) -
Saturday, 17th July 1943
"Started work at 0820 hrs and knocked
off at camp at 2120 hrs. First job cracking stones with
sledge hammer convict style. Got hit on head for not
understanding Nippon-Go (Japanese language) hurled at me. A
man was hurt carrying logs and I was put on carrying logs
for the rest of day. Jap standing over me with "Kurrahs" and
following and bashing us. I was on tail of log being tallest
and he followed hitting me over head and body with axe
handle. Told 10 of us to lift log 20'x12". Impossible, so
more bashings. This kept up all day.
Shimo Sonkurai - Wednesday 21st July
194
"Had short day - 0800 to 2010 hrs. Work
hard but only one bashing. I think we have finished the road
and tomorrow go on railway. Had relapse of malaria on job
and will go on sick parade tonight. Entered hospital with
malaria relapse Temp. 104.8° at 2200 hrs. Bad night.
Poisoned finger and feet almost unendurable also touch of
diarrhoea.
Kami Sonkurai - Tuesday, 14th
September 1943
"Push is on now. Reveille 0530 hrs,
work through to 1300 without smoko, then to 0200 next
morning. Filling in bridge boxing &c.
(Source: Col Tuckfield, Makan
No. 239, Jan/Feb, 1978)
33) Dawn streaked
the sky
NX41219 - LOGAN, Haig Lincoln (Jock), Pte. - HQ Company,
Transport Platoon
"Every morning as dawn streaked the sky we were marched from
Sonkurai to work at hacking out the route for the railway.
We were not marched back until late at night. We did this
seven days a week. We lost all consciousness of time. Was it
Tuesday, the 4th, or Friday, the 17th ? Who could say ? And
who cared ?
Except for our G strings we worked naked and barefoot in
heat which reached 120 degrees. Our bodies were stung by
gnats and insects, our feet cut and bruised by sharp stones.
Somewhere the guards had picked up the word "speedo". They
stood over us with their nasty staves of bamboo yelling
"Speedo. Speedo" until "speedo" rang in our ears and haunted
our sleep. When we did not move fast enough to suit them
which was most of the time they beat us.
Some victims of the beating simply slid to the ground and
died, other men died of thurst, hunger or exhaustion;
cholera, dysentery, malaria and tropical ulcers claimed
others. The eventual toll came to approximately one third of
the 46,000 prisoners employed.
His battalion mates tell of an occasion when working on the
railway the camp ran out of food. The nearest source of food
was a supply of rice at a depot 20 kilometres walk distance.
Jock was one of the volunteers who set out on this walk in
the tropical rain and slush and was the first to return with
a 40 pound pack of rice on his back. This he delivered
straight to the camp hospital to relieve the sick and dying.
Jock survived his ordeal on the railway but not without a
heavy penalty to his health. He contracted tropical ulcers
and severe malaria, a disorder from which he never recovered
and which affected his health for the rest of his life.
(Source: Profile of a
Benefactor, April, 1982)
34) I'm not bloody
going to do this
NX72646 - RICKARDS, Raymond Thomas Keith (Ray), Pte. - C
Company, 13 Platoon
NX32388 - RICKWOOD, Garrett George (Garry), A/S/Sgt. - D
Company
Ray Rickards said once he will always remember Garry for
some punishment being made to hold a shovel or some other
tool above his head with straight arms; that Garry stood
there for a while, until perhaps the first feeling of
weariness, and then threw the tool on the ground saying “I’m
not bloody well going to do this”, and stalked off, and the
Nip did not do a thing.
(Source: Ray Rickards - 2/30 Bn. Archives)
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