Life in Singapore was pretty easy and we generally knocked off for the
day at around 12.30pm but it wasn't all play. Every couple of months we
were what they called 'duty band,' which meant that we played at
officers mess dinners very frequently and did a lot of hearts and minds
stuff for the Singapore public (showing the flag and all that).
On one stint as duty band we played 35 nights straight at officers mess dinners
and at the end of that we all heaved a sigh of relief as this often
meant we'd get back to Selerang Barracks at 1 or 2 in the morning.
The camp was renovated while we were there but I think it's now been
demolished and all that's left is the square that acts as a memorial to
the men who were kept prisoner there. In 1964 you could still see the
holes they'd dug and used for latrines during WWII.
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