Alfred's Story
24th June 2020
“We lost quite a few lads altogether, most on Hill 355”
“[On arrival on the front line] we settled down and did virtually nothing, as there was nothing going on. Our next position was Hill 159, that’s the height in metres of the tallest mountain in that area. After that was 355, which was known as ‘Little Gibraltar’. That was a massive hill. You couldn’t go wandering about because of all the mines that were laid, either theirs or ours.
Unfortunately, we had two young 2nd Lieutenants killed who had only just arrived. They were being briefed by our officer when a mortar landed in the trench. It killed the two 2nd Lieutenants but never harmed the officer.
Everywhere you went you were on hills, because if you could hold the hills no one could get past you. So it was a matter of holding all the best hills in the area. You were normally awake all night on stand-to and in the day you did all your chores. We lost quite a few lads altogether, most on Hill 355.
In the summer it was hot. It went cold, absolute cold. It was minus 40 – you put on every bit of kit you’d got.”
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