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It was a new day, the sun shone in a cloudless blue sky. It was a special day-one to be long remembered. I was seventeen, serving Queen and country in a distant land, a far distant land. As far from England's shores as it was possible to go. Two covered trucks awaited us-their engines running. "Climb aboard chaps, we don't want to keep Dr. Penny waiting. The corporal sounded tense, we all felt tense- tension was in the air! In the rest of the camp, the  six hundred men would soon be assembling, every man to be accounted for- except for myself and thirty nine other airmen, we had a different role to play. We left the camp. "good luck" someone shouted. "God help us" the white faced corporal said quietly.                                                       To be continued.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
MARALINGA. Part one
It was a new day, the sun shone in a cloudless blue sky. It was a special day-one to be long remembered. I was seventeen, serving Queen and country in a distant land, a far distant land. As far from England's shores as it was possible to go. Two covered trucks awaited us-their engines running. "Climb aboard chaps, we don't want to keep Dr. Penny waiting. The corporal sounded tense, we all felt tense- tension was in the air! In the rest of the camp, the  six hundred men would soon be assembling, every man to be accounted for- except for myself and thirty nine other airmen, we had a different role to play. We left the camp. "good luck" someone shouted. "God help us" the white faced corporal said quietly.                                                       To be continued.
b-j-clement
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
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