Featured Photographer I have chosen for this week is different and kind of unique, even though he keeps on telling me that he is not a good photographer, I beg to differ, the fact that he owned the camera than, and took photos of various scenery and culture of Oman during the 1950s and in the middle of the war, and managed to protect and preserve them for sixty years , this alone makes him among the best photographer.Photos are all about Memories, and here today I am displaying your photos to Omanis and Non Omanis alike for scene of Oman many of us never knew existed, this is the very definition of preserving memories.Thank you John, for these lovely very precious photos of Oman during the 1950s, and I am honored you have chose me to share it to the world.
I was commanding a company of the Northern Frontier Regiment.
We captured some men and five camels running mines from Burami down to the Nizwa area.
I and four of my soldiers then used the camels to patrol and these patrols are some of my most happy memories of my time in Oman.
We were able to cover more ground than we could have done on foot and go where vehicles could not move and the enemy could not hear us coming. In 1958 I was Lieutenant in the British Army and serving with a tank regiment in Germany where we were facing the threat of a Russian invasion.
In addition we enjoyed Omani hospitality where ever we stopped overnight. At that time all British men on reaching the age of 18 were “called up” to serve in the armed forces for 2 years.
I was a regular officer having been through the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, as did your Sultan. This is part of the first oil company convoy of equipment moving from Muscat to, I think, Fahood.Note the donkeys which were the normal mode of transport. The journey from Muscat to Nizwa was a slow and bumpy affair.The problem was that with the constant turnover of National Service soldiers, those serving for two years, one no sooner had trained your troop to a good standard than many left at the end of their two years of service so it was a little frustrating.As you know I was in Oman as a result of the Sultan asking for British help to put down a rebellion led by Ghalib, Talib and Suleiman I was one of a small number of British officers who volunteered.I had never been out of Europe so life in Oman was a totally new experience.I was supposed to go to a language school in Beirut to learn Arabic but things became critical in Oman and we were sent straight out to Oman without Arabic. As it happened many of the soldiers were Baluch from Pakistan and did not speak Arabic so that was another complicating factor.