Someone came to light with a gramophone of the wind-up vintage, also a
few records. None that I can recall had a radio in the line, so music was
rather scarce. Here we have Snowy Woodhams wearing yet another cheeky 3RAR
chapeau, a handkerchief knotted around his head, and is dancing with me.
My haircut gave me a pointy head shape, barbers were your mates who owned
a pair of scissors.
We are on the rear slope of the hill, out of sight of
Charlie. Thus the exposed bunker entrance, which you wouldn't dare have on
the forward slope. This was taken following the Operation Buffalo raid and
Snowy was one of our reinforcements, of which we needed plenty. The
patrolling from here was quite arduous, the valley being so big we had to
protect it with a large number of night patrols.