A T LEE (aka Tinker) [????-????]

L/Bdr A.T. "Tinker" Lee DR55 5th A.A. Battery ex Shamshuipo writes in from [...] New Zealand with memories of those tragic yet amusing days. He remembers his efforts "to grow ochres ((probably okras)) along the nullah banks of the Camp and was mystified why they never took. It wasn't till in after years, my rascally friends Lolly Lopes and Afonso Barretto (who hated ochres) confessed they had been pouring boiling water over my seeds to prevent the desecration of their curry stew, which they already considered sufficiently unpalatable." (Lolly is now in a convalescent home in U.S.A. and Afonso passed away some years ago).

((There seems to be some text missing here)) typically hot summer's day, with the Camp amove with figures going about their daily business. Then sudden immobility as those same figures "froze" to rigidity as the poignantly piercing and ineffably sweet notes of the Last Post would waft across the Camp as the bugler of the Middlesex Regiment would pay his last respects to a comrade who couldn't make it. This was particularly so during the diphtheria epidemic." (Tinker has trouble writing as his fingers hurt so we can't expect him to write often but we can try to keep him posted on what is going on in our own neck of the woods.