Another piece of the Jigsaw

Into Battle at El Alamein

You know the feeling….you’ve been waiting for that bus for ages and when it arrives three others arrive at the same time?

Well, back in 2021, following some advice I had received from Anne Copley of the Monte San Martino Trust about researching my dad’s wartime record, I reached out to an organisation called WW2Talk but sadly unearthed very little about my father or his wartime unit in the Indian Army, which was the 4/11^th Sikh Regiment.

Then, out of the blue, a few days ago (21st August 2023) one of the contributors to the site sent me a message explaining that he had seen the thread that I had posted about my father, Andre Graham Romain WILLIS, and his wartime Regiment and that, in May 2013 (possibly 2023?), he had “started a thread on the 18^th Indian Brigade’s battle at Deir el Shein, where your father was taken POW. See: Deir el Shein sources – July 1942.“

Of course I was immediately curious as, although I had always known that my Dad served in the Desert Campaign and had been taken captive there, I had no real idea where that had been exactly, other than what I had recalled as a child and heard from my eldest brother who had recently written a chapter in a book about a period in his own life when he was in an unbeaten rugby side at King’s School Canterbury, in which he mentioned a little about Dad’s wartime experiences. But I had no recollection of hearing anything about Deir el Shein. Perhaps Tobruk and El Alamein, yet these were household names to children of my age. But my brother’s words had started my thoughts racing. The following is an extract from my brother’s book which had been prefaced by none other than, Sir Michael Morpurgo who had been head boy at King’s at the same time as my brother.

“When storm clouds gathered in Europe and war became inevitable all the young British tea planters and brokers were expected to join the volunteer regiment, the Ceylon Planters Rifle Corps (their cap badge was a tea leaf) and, when war broke out, they shipped up to India, where he enrolled in the 4/11 Sikh Regiment and was soon on his way to Egypt. He was one of 33,000 Allied troops captured at the fall of Tobruk in 1942 but escaped on his first night of captivity and, after two weeks during which he was given food and shelter by Bedouin tribes, made his way back to Allied lines on foot. Captured a second time he was sent to a POW camp in Italy where he escaped again and, for 6 months, found shelter with Italian communist villagers in the hills of Tuscany.”

N.T.G. Willis

Whenever I heard or read stories about the desert war, the only recollections I was left with of what my Dad talked about were that he spent most of his time walking backwards and forwards across the desert. But the names Mersa Matruh and El Alamein kept popping up in my head. I was very young when I heard this stuff for the first time so it’s hard to recall what is factual and what I think sounds like romantic war time heroics. But could any of this have been true? And what did this battle at Deir el Shein have to do with my Dad I wondered?

Well, it didn’t take very long to find out as the link I was provided with took me straight to a breakdown of the Battalion Diary of the 4/11 Sikhs in June 1942 that had been posted by another contributor to the site. And, as I’m rushing through it, I’m jotting down 1^st June 1942 Erbil (is that Iraq?) and on to Mosul (yes it is Iraq!), Then on to Chadada (could that be Ash Shaddadi?). We’re heading west into Syria! 11^th June on to Deir ez Zur and Palmyra on 12^th June. 13^th June Palmyra to Damascus – are they in a bit of a rush? 14^th June sees them move on to Lajjun which appears to be near Haifa in then Palestine? And they then have about 5 or 6 days of training!

But then I nearly fall over backwards – the diary entry reads….

23 June 1942
Road party in unit M.T. under Willis & Ward, who had just returned off a Commando Course, left at 0500 hrs. Remainder of Bn left for HAIFA EAST railway station starting at 0645. Everybody entrained by 0945 & train left at 1005 hrs for KANTARA.

“Willis & Ward”! It sounds like I’m suddenly in a truck with my Dad belting along the Mediterranean coast with a whole contingent of Sikh soldiers heading towards the Suez Canal and the main port of what must be El Qantara and on to possibly Cairo or Alexandria? But the next couple of entries suddenly make you realise that you’re heading right smack into a war zone and not only that, but Rommel is in a hurry to blast straight past you following the fall of Tobruk!

The final destination for the Regiment is a place called Galal, but the German thrust eastwards means they suddenly have to withdraw back to Daba, which today now looks like El Dabaa, just west of El Alamein.

The next diary entry reads….

24 June 1942
Arrived KANTARA on time at 0200 hrs. Men got tea & by 0430 everything had been ferried across the canal & all loaded up in train ready for move. The train left at 0500 for SEMILLA which was some 15 miles from MERSA MATRUH. This obviously indicated a change in plan as our road parties were definitely ordered to Cairo. Some of the mess servants got left behind on departure but they caught up later as they were brought along by 2/5 ESSEX REGT. Arrived AMIRYEH at 1500 hrs where we had a two hours halt & the men were able to cook food. Left at 1700. Up to now we had been running well on time. From now onwards slow progress & sometime during night halted short of DABA. Moved again but then halted soon after owing to the train running out of water. Were passed by 2/5 ESSEX train. Eventually got water & arrived at DABA 1600 hrs. After another 20 miles or so the train halted about a ¾ mile short of GALAL where the ESSEX had also halted. Some doubt as to reason.

Yup! The Diary said “MERSA MUTRUH”!

25/26 June 1942
Obliged to spend night here although had to be ready to move at a moment’s notice. Continual air activity on both sides. The enemy dropped flares & soon realised the situation. As a result both us & the Essex were bombed. One stick bursting very close to the train. Unfortunately everybody was not able to get clear in time and 7 were killed & 18 wounded. Of the wounded 2 later died in hospital. The remainder of the night was spent lying dispersed away from the train. No further bombing directed on us but not much sleep obtained & a most unpleasant return to W.D. However all well next day & jawans [??] cheerful.

But where’s my Dad in all this?

26 June 1942
At 0745 hrs the train was ordered to move back to DABA, where we arrived at 1200. After a short halt we moved back to EL ALAMEIN & came under 1 S.A. Div. Went into a dispersal area N.W. of station at about 1415. At about 1600 Willis & road party arrived. They had gone to DABA but had been sent back from there.

PHEW! And yes that was “EL ALAMEIN”! My Dad went into Battle at El Alamein! And I now know that the 4/11th Sikh Regiment was rather hastily put together as part of the 18th Indian Infantry Brigade that was allocated a defensive Box at a small depression called Deir el Shein just to the west of Ruweisat Ridge together with:-

• 2/5th Battalion The Essex Regiment
• 2/3rd Gurkhas Rifles
• 121 Field Regiment Royal Artillery
• Plus Field Ambulance, Work Section, Brigade Transport Section

I’m so grateful for this wonderful response from my new found friends at WW2Talk and I am so looking forward to meeting up with people in Servigliano in a few weeks time whose fathers were also in Fontanellato with my Dad. I’m so curious as to how he ended up there as it appears that there are no other Sikh Regiment officers in that camp, although there are quite a number of Indian Army regiments represented.