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Introduction

My uncle, Allan Stoddart died in 2004 leaving a widow, Jean with many happy memories and a collection of war time letters he had written, some photographs, diaries and memorabilia. Allan had wanted to tell his story and maybe he did tell some of it but it was never recorded. Jean has given me his letters and so far I have transcribed those written to my parents, Florence and Bill and a few to Allan鈥檚 mother. Using extracts from some of the letters, photographs and memorabilia and information from diaries, a small glimpse of his story is now told. Jean and I understand the site鈥檚 terms and conditions.

Allan enlisted in Dundee in January 1940 and was UK based until he sailed on the troop ship, S.S. Almanzora with the 5th Division Signals to India in March 1942. Over the next 3 years, the war took him from India to Iraq, Iran, Iraq, Syria, Egypt, Sicily (landings), Italy (including Anzio), Egypt, Palestine, Syria, Palestine, Italy, Palestine, Italy, (home leave), Belgium, Germany. The 5th Division moved about so much they were nicknamed the 鈥淐ooks Tour Mob鈥�.

This Letter

In this letter to my mother, Allan has been in India for just under 2 months and is at a camp near Ranchi in Bihar State, India. His division was to remain at Ranchi until 5 August, after which they travelled via Benares, Agra to Bombay where they sailed on the troop ship S.S. Talma to Basra, Iraq. His diary mentions that their wireless truck broke down in the middle of the bridge over the Ganges at Dehri.

Letter

2332853
Sigmn Stoddart A
鈥淎鈥� Section,
No.1 Company,
5th Div. Signals,
c/o Army Base Post Office,
India

3 July 1942

Dear Florence,
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Tonight I am writing in our billet. Our billet as I guess you will already know, is a tent and at the moment I can鈥檛 see much of it for mosquito nets and also because our oil-lamp is not so good as it might be. It鈥檚 raining outside. It鈥檚 raining because the monsoons are here, have been here for some time now and will remain here for some time to come. We have worked hard in preparation for the monsoons and now they鈥檝e come, we can sit in our tents and laugh at the rain. But of-course we can鈥檛 sit in our tents and laugh at the section-sergeant. It鈥檚 not done.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Wilf has just made a suggestion concerning leave. He says we ought to get drunk the first day and stay drunk for a week. Not a bad idea, I think. So far since leaving home, I鈥檝e lived a very sober existence and in fact at the present moment I feel fitter than ever before in my life. Plenty of fresh air and hard exercise is the cause of that. My face is tanned and a little thinner with the heat. My little white knees are now little brown knees. I intend having a snap or two taken shortly and I鈥檒l send them home. How about the ones I had taken in Redhill? I hope they have arrived now, Florence, although I don鈥檛 think much to them (or it).
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Allan

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