Our Cookhouse

Observation Post, Volume 1, Issue 4, 12 June 1942, Page 3

Our Cookhouse

In my young life. I’ve been shifted from pillar to post, and now once more bolted and assembled, I ponder on my next move. I wonder whether my back and sides will stand the strain. At the 6th Battery cookhouse I occupied an open position, but was not there for long; in fact we didn’t open tire, before we moved to a semi-covered position on the flank. It was here that 1 was to stand the test, and during one awful night, stood up to a terrific battering of wind and water. Marquees and huts came and went; just like that; other cookhouses lost their heads, but not mine; it was screwed on the right way. The next day 1 was proud to act as a T.E. Store, Ration' Store, and cookhouse combined, particularly <as my fellow cookhouse. were casualties. From then on my surroundings became camouflaged with .i-tree wind breaks and under my O.C. ' (Sergeant Brookes and his minions), 1 and the area immediately adjacent became the show place of the Regiment. Then came the great trek and many a lonely day and night did I spend until another storm.laid our marquee low 1 and I was more filled with the paraphenalia of kit, equipment and stores. All went well until (I am ashamed to say it) WATER proved my undoing and I was torn asunder and moved to a drier spot. Here, I was part of a hollow square and became the vegetable store for the Regiment. What tales I could tell of the ‘‘spud-peelers.’’ With the yarns they used to spin I’mi not surprised at the vegetables being off colour. • With the advent of the Regimental Ration Store I was due for another movement order, and it came just when my joints were getting set again. How' I wish that there was an R.A.P. for cookhouses. I’m sure I would be reboarded. Motor bikes now clutter up my interior but this will not be for long as rumour has it that am to become a Guard Hut, possibly owing to my solid construction. Was ever a cookhouse so versatile and can you wonder when I meditate as to my future? Will I be disintegated to make a thunder-box (or two)? If so, this would absolutely “put the lid on it.

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