I was up with “the lark” this morning & reported to the P.W.D at 7.30am . Myself
& another B/C & a truck with a Palestinian driver were to act as escort
to the P.W.D pay truck. We left Nablus at 9.30am & went tearing over the country paying all the labourers. For each job a labourer does he receives a
card on which his payment is recorded.
He gets paid every fortnight or at the end of the job. 99 out of every 100 sign for their pay with a
red ink thumb print. For lunch we were
given chicken with a dish or Arabic bread spread with fried onions. It was very nice even though eaten with our
fingers in a field. As the Arabic
foreman said “This is how Henry VII liked
to eat chicken” he had seen the film in Cairo . I saw my
first gazelle this afternoon bounding up the mountain side. No spare rounds. We were given coffee & cigs at almost
every stop we made. We got back at 6.30pm , in time for dinner.
A lovely day.
I was not called upon for any duties until midnight when I went on guard.
This duty from 12 to 6 was quickly passed, I do not remember it
passing quite so quickly before.
I came off guard & went to bed but I could not sleep as I felt
sweaty.
At 10am we were
paid. I have saved £10 out here so far.
In the afternoon Graham & I went into Nablus & down the Sukh.
Nablus Sukh then... |
Ron wrote on the reverse of this picture:
One of the main roads
in the Sukh. Nablus.
Note the crowded
shop space & the
sacking hung up to
give shade.
This picture cannot unfortunately convey
the true amount of
filth & the smell."
...and now |
A corner of the Sukh Nablus - April 1947 |
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