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Sheikh Zayed asked me to train some medical engineers to keep the old X-ray equipment and other bits and pieces of equipment running. Once the cash for oil began to flow new medical equipment began to arrive. The small team of engineers I trained became the nucleus of the UAE Radiological Society now one of the worlds premier events. Must add this to my CV. Brethren, Over the Easter weekend I had a visit from a Brother who resides in Berlin, he presented me with his jewells from the Order. He is certain the he would never use them again as the Berlin Province has long gone and although there are Buffs in Berlin, finding a venue for a lodge has unfortunately not been a success. The real reason I am submitting this e-mail is to air the jewells, thier Lodges and dates and hopefully bring back memories of other Buffs who can remember or were members of the Lodge or the Berlin Province. Mackay K. Aero Trucial Lodge - Lodge Jewell. Berlin Province Jewell A unusual assortment of jewells I agree but surely worthy of an airing and the bringing back of some memories. There is a music file attached to this page of the tune to accompany the A. To play it you must wait until the background music has stopped then click on the words which follow Absent Brethren Those words. Purday - Sandon, the second tune. You can save this tune as it is now Public Domain. Note the face of the Sheikh has been overprinted. A rose from Sam McCready of my home town. An attachment set of three stamps Congress of Munich. Sheikh Rabbi or is it Rabby? Just opposite his workshop was the best Curry and Kebab shack in the entire Middle East all cooked on oil drums full of red hot charcoal. Sheikh Rabby made you feel most welcome with a glass of hot tea as you watched him converting gold into jewellery. He used British Sovereigns as his base material. Many thanks to Ivor Browne for sending me the picture on the right, taken Remember Pat Devlin Frank from the Fire Section and the trip he took into the sky hanging onto the fire hose while attempting to put a fire out in a traditional Bedouin shack, baroostie, barasti or an Al Arish in Sharjah. His assistant turned the pump on full, silly thing to do, I think it was Frank who rode the donkey into the mess Kunja Club smashing the glass door on St Patrick's night. Oh Yes there were girls out there all you needed to know was the correct place to look. A great cook whenever her bodyguard would let her into the kitchen to actually cook. For a 'Dry State' you should see the vast selection of great wine she kept in her wine cellar. Picture taken on Khor Fakkan Beach. This is a picture taken of the Astra open air cinema screen taken from the swimming pool. Whenever Tom and Jerry cartoons started and Fred Quimby's name came up during the titles the entire audience would shout at the top of their voices 'Hello Fred'. I don't know why we did this but it seemed OK at the time. The object hanging from my neck is an arrowhead which I found in a cave in the Hajar Mountains, unfortunately it was stolen from me. There are a few pictures of the cinema which was wrecked during the great storm of further down this page. This picture was taken during when the damage was repaired. A few of the Christian Missionaries working in Sharjah. These missionaries opened a maternity hospital during which still continues to operate to this day. I am proud to have assisted in a small way in helping to get the hospital operational. I was an X-Ray Engineer by trade, slightly redundant as we did not yet have an X-Ray machine to install or service, so I kept busy servicing other bits and pieces. Medical nurse from RAF Sharjah in dark glasses. A picture of the Old Hospital Sharjah now fully restored. This was kindly sent to me by R. The Sheikh was a person who cared for his subjects and through the work of Dr Hosmon was able to provide it. If memory serves me there were some palm shelters barasti built up against the walls in those far off days. On it there is a photograph of 'a few of the Christian missionaries working in Sharjah'. I am researching the history of the Sharjah Maternity Hospital which was set up by this group. The lady with the grey hair in the centre of the picture is, I believe, Sarah Hosmon, the American missionary doctor who was instrumental in establishing the hospital. The lady in the blue shirt is one of the nurses. The mission hospital provided a much needed service which was also much appreciated at the time, but not well publicised today in fact almost unknown. I'm hoping that my research will correct that view. If you have any other reminiscences about the hospital and about Sarah Hosmon, I would like to hear about them. Dear R. Days which I recall dimly through the mists of time. Many of the names I have long forgotten and it was good to be reminded of Sarah Hosmon's. Thank you. I know only about Sarah Hosmon as her memory was much revered in connection with the hospital and by other missionaries in the Emirates. She was a dedicated and very kindly lady working for the women of Sharjah and Dubai. Dr Sarah Hosmon, unfortunately, died a few years before this picture was taken, the lady in this picture could possibly be Marion Willits, but I just can't remember. The picture was taken during and Dr Hosmon died in There is an interesting and almost unbelievable story about Dr Hosmons arrival at Sharjah. Her ship took her close to shore, she then had to get into a small row boat. The row boat stopped some distance from the shore and she had to get out and wade through the sea to reach dry land. She had to do this carrying everything she needed for her work. Sharjah Creek was infested with sea snakes and stone fish. The unbelievable part about this story is that she had only one leg, she was an elderly lady and it took guts and fortitude which would have defeated a younger person in good health. They also deserve a mention in your researches. There were others This picture was taken on the upper floor of the missionary accomodation house. If anyone knows this characters name please let me know. Regarding the photograph s they were taken using a Kodak Instamatic camera and developed by hand without temperature control, therefore the images are very poor quality regardless of resolution. However they do help to establish the fact that a band of Missionaries were still there working for the good of the ladies of the Emirates during Kindest regards Adrian. Note the diving platform. Harry also played for the missionaries at their base in Sharjah. The organ which the missionaries owned was made out of very dark wood which was elaborately carved. However it was very warped and rocked wildly whenever it was pumped. The foot pedals were very stiff to operate and the organ needed to be wedged to keep it still while being played. It was also a little out of tune but still worth having. Even with the wedges in place someone needed to hold the organ to help stop the rocking and the organ moving slowly across the floor away from the organist. I think the organ came from India, probably a relic left by someone from the British Raj which was considered too old to bring back to Britain. Nonetheless it was put to good use and much good and hearty singing could be heard accompanied by the strangled strains coming from this old but faithful organ. Harry introduced me to the OC of the TOS which was a very good thing for the desert rescue service as he gave us unlimited use of the horses, they could go into places the landrover could not reach. If you fell off in the desert it cost you a crate of beer to recover the horse. Needless to say the only person who had to cough up was a 2nd Lieutenant from the TOS. These are magnificent animals. The only problem using them on long distance patrols is that arrangements needed to be made well in advance to have the horses taken to the patrol area. This was done for us by the stable lads from the fort and we would rendezvous with them at the location. This proved to be unworkable in practice and we soon gave up on the idea. It is better to flog a landrover than to try and make a dead horse drink. One evening I was riding at the fort when a stable boy crept up behind the horse and banged a steel can with a stick. The horse reared up and attempted to bolt. I quickly regained control and after a few minutes dismounted and walked the horse back to the stables. I gave the horse to the Head Groom and he noticed the horse was still slightly spooked and asked me why. I simply explained what happened, the stable lad ended up working in the kitchen and lost all the perks which he would have received, just for being an idiot. Ivor Brown I would like to thank Ivor for the photographs he has sent to me, they make the story of Sharjah come back to life again. Clarke, at Sharjah Creek. PJ was a great photographer and member of the Camera Club. Taken 11th November The battered old Landrover which we used for both operational and recreational purposes often to the Hajar Mountains and Khor Fakkan for a bit of mountain walking. Some of the trips took us out to Jebel Akhdar Mountain where there had been fighting a few years earlier we usually packed a and a Sterling, just in case. Thankfully during my stay at Sharjah we were supplied with a nice new bright red landrover for recreational purposes only. The old Rover was then used for desert rescue operations and training exercises and trips out to the rifle range, which was better than the back of the three ton truck. I think the Sheikh donated the red Landrover by way of thanks to the RAF for rescuing one of his subjects. I was not at the handover ceremony so I can't confirm this. This hand-over ceremony would have been an Officer only affair, not for the likes of us. Whatever conditions it was given under it could not be used as a military vehicle and was for recreation purposes only. This red landrover was very popular for trips to Dubai and round the local area and as far as I am aware it never crossed the peninsula, as a result it was in constant use with a long booking list. I did not mind this as I was happy enough with the smaller landrover with the fridge mounted in the back. Sorry, I can't remember this chaps name but he had a very famous sister who used a stage name which only confuses the issue. Another clue is that he broke his finger when diving into the swimming pool. He is sitting next to me in the landrover. Helen Shapiro. This is a Policeman from Sharjah not the big chap who arrested me. Abbas Abd al Aziz Abby was only about 5ft 3ins and built from wire. Abby acted as one of the Palace Guards. The Sheikh was in no danger from the locals as he was well liked and respected, any possible danger came from outside Sharjah. Abby was getting on in years but he was a tough and wise character. He acted as guide and interpreter and for a man who is supposed to be teetotal could drink us under the table. Here are some photographs of an interesting chap If you know him I will put him in contact with yourself. Another interesting chap some of you will know. He also did a spell on RAF Gan. His 65th birthday is coming up on the 6th December, He then gets his OA pension and free rides on the train. This picture was taken by the Newtownards Chronicle during the wreath laying at Comber Cenotaph on I was with him and a dear old lady Alice Lappin who actually placed the wreath. There is a photograph of Alice and myself at a previous ceremony. It is interesting to note that Bob still runs Marathons. He once played for Torquay United. This is a photograph of Peter Clapham who sojourned in Sharjah during They travelled together from RAF Innsworth while getting kitted out with our KD, travelled out together and returned all the way, he getting off at Limavady Junction. Photograph copyright Ivor Browne. Some of the slang words used during that time, there were hundreds more but this is all I can remember at the moment. If you can think of any just let me know and I will add them into the list. Don't worry about the spelling, I don't just get it on paper as best you can, before it is lost forever. Secondly this will be an eclectic mix of various languages and perhaps is the best way to communicate internationally at a non technical level. Eg Toki Pona. Click to enlarge. Khabb 3 Aqabat al Khyrus 4 J. Ash Shayba 9 J. Siha 10 J. Masaf 11 J. Riyadir 12 J. Al Fayah 13 J. Tya 14 J. Rumh 15 J.

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