By
Major David Bushell
97
LAWSON COY
33rd
Field Artillery
16th
Inderpendant Parachute Brigade
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Major
David Bushel joined the army in 1951 as a boy soldier, age 14 years and
6 months. He joined the Royal Artillery and on passing out joined
the 16th Independent Parachute Brigade as gunner in the 33rd Field Artillery
97 Battery. At 18 he was offered a place at Officers' School, which
for very good reasons he rejected. He served in most of Britain's
small wars from 1955 to the 1970's. After a while he was offered,
and accepted, a place in an Officers' School and passed out as a 2nd lieutenant.
But he soon rose to the rank of Major, commanding some of the first atomic
rockets in Germany under British control. After being out of the
country for 12 years, Dave resigned his commission for a bit of family
life.
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Passing out parade |
Mounting guard |
"P" Company At Aldershot 1954 |
25-Pounders |
25-Pounders firing |
We
were in Cyprus on anti terrorist operations in the Troodos Mountains when
we were recalled to base. The newspapers gave details of the Suez landings,
which caused much amusement. Our subsequent briefing was exactly the operation
reported. So much for surprise. The assault when in exactly as planned,
there was heavy fighting the cemetery and the sewage works and a lot sniping
in Port Said where the arms had been dumped in the streets and the locals
called to rise up against us.
Whilst
still on the outskirts of Port Said we were informed that there was a cease
fire at midnight. The front was very narrow being a causeway with the Canal
to our left and an impassable salt marsh to our right. The only area to
deploy in was at El Quantara 20 miles away down a single road. We piled
onto every available vehicle with infantry riding on the guns and drove
south at high speed. We eventually reached El Cap where we halted just
short of our objective and dug in. Our observation post was up the canal
signal towers right on the gun line. It was so congested at the front that
the gun wagon lines moved back to El Tina some distance away. There were
skirmishes with patrols in spite of the cease fire, and at first light
we observed the build up to our front. Resupply presented a problem, our
battery "borrowed" a launch and used the canal. Another cannibalised a
motor cycle and fitted it to a hand card on the railway. We had a close
liaison with the French Foreign Legion on the other side of the canal where
a few unofficial joint excursions took place at night. The confusion caused
in the Egyptian lines next morning were a joy to watch. Our only casualty
was 3 ton of ammo lost in Port Said.
* This lorry was hit by a shell while passing through 1 Para's lines. Both the lorry and the driver survived the shell, but the crates on the back of the lorry caught fire and when we ambled up to the lorry to see what was happening we found the lorry driver standing on the back of the lorry with a Pryeen hand pump fire extinguisher trying to put the fire out. The young driver was worried about getting into trouble if his lorry was damaged. After a bit of 'micky taking' we asked him what he was carrying. When he replied that it was ammo he was pulled off the lorry and every one dived for a slit trench. Moments later there was a very large bang and the lorry went up.
1 Para’s lines were amongst some wooden beach houses and when we stuck our heads up we found that there were a couple of the beach houses on fire. We all felt that we were overexposed and looked for ways to put the fires out. There were not enough containers to carry water in, so some bright spark suggested that if some of us threw a hand grenade into the burning building and at the same time this just might bring it down, then we would shovel sand on to it and put the fire out. The officer agreed and a number of Paras produced hand grenades and on the count of three chucked them through the nearest window. There was a clatter of glass and a number of dull thuds as the grenades hit the woodwork and bounce backed around our feet. Again there was a rush for the slit trenches, and those that got there first were nearly squashed by the late comers jumping in on top of them, and those that were late were so far out of the trench that they had no cover. There were a number of bangs and we checked that everyone was OK, and by luck they were. We looked at the beach hut. It was still standing but with a lot more holes in it and was burning brighter then before. The officer now considered that he had a very lucky escape and given the go ahead decided that it would be best to let it burn. At least it would keep us warm during the night.
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