By William Turner

Follow the footsteps of the neighbors of their trip from Lancashire to their education camps in England and Wales and to the villages and battlefields of France. A finished account, with maps and photographs, of a acquaintances Battalion's carrier during the struggle.

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A second, the ‘District’, was of men from the surrounding townships, the third from Chorley (with a Blackburn Detachment of fifty men), and the fourth from Burnley. Workers at Martholme Colliery, Great Harwood. ) Weavers at Yeak Mill, Rishtop. (Local Studies Library, Accrington) Although much of the textile and heavy engineering industry known to the Pals has gone, the Hyndburn area is still a thriving manufacturing centre. The Borough Council’s initiatives over the years, of setting up business parks, has attracted many small – and not so small – manufacturing units and retail services.

The Battalion finally disembarked at Port Said on 5 January. On the 25 January they moved to El Ferdan on the banks of the Suez Canal. Here their duties included operating a chain driven flat-bottomed ferry, usually filled with men, horses and stores, across the Canal. Teams of sixteen men each hauled on two chains which lay on the canal bed. The ‘Burly Bombers’ were ideal for this task. , with all kinds of people in between. We were worn out by noon, but were driven on and on. We were rusty, dusty and musty and we must have been a bit smelly too.

But it wasn’t my teeth. It was a mouthful of dirt I was spitting out. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t get up – every time I tried there was something lying across my back – I think it must have been the timber of the dug-out. ”. I couldn’t tell whether I was bleeding. I couldn’t feel anything the matter with me. And I didn ‘t know where the sergeant was. ‘After a while I could see a streak of sunlight coming from a corner – one streak of light coming through the darkness as if it were coming from a keyhole.

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