Australian NYMPH? by Robert Sheriff. Robert Sherriff – this book out in 2021

Robert Sherriff – this book out in 2021

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Katherine NYMPH by Robert Sheriff

Australian NYMPH? by Robert Sheriff.

This story starts in 1945 at the end of the Second World War when William “Bill” Shillinglaw he was twenty-eight years old. Bill was six-foot-two medium size he had a very masculine shaped body his brown hair always flicking out of his eyes with hazel eyes. Bill had one of those moustaches you twirl; on either side, it was long. Bill was very tired a little weary six years of war had taken its toll on Bill. He had a lot of grey hair. Bill arrived back home about the 5th of November 1945 by boat with thousands of other servicemen looking to get back to the life they had before the War.

World War II was known as the Second World War, it was a global war that lasted from 1939 to 1945 World War II was the deadliest conflict in human history, marked by 70 to 85 million fatalities. Only the First World War came close with over 45 million life’s lost.

Bill was a commanding officer in the army with tens of thousands of men who served their country well while fighting in North Africa. The Australian Army first saw action in Operation Compass, the 6th Division relieved the 4th Indian Division

The 6th Division went into action at Bardia, Libya, on the 3rd January 1941. Although a larger Italian force manned the fortress, with the support of British tanks and artillery the Australian infantry quickly penetrated the defensive lines. The majority of the Italian force surrendered on 5 January, and the Australians took 40,000 prisoners. The 6th Division followed up this success by assaulting the fortress of Tobruk on 21st January. They secured Tobruk the next day, with 25,000 Italian prisoners taken. The 6th Division subsequently pushed west along the coast road to Cyrenaica and captured Benghazi on 4 February. The 6th Division withdrew for deployment to Greece later in February and was replaced by the untested 9th Division, which took up garrison duties in Cyrenaica.

Commanding Officer William “Bill” Shillinglaw was awarded the Victoria Cross (VC) twice for killing thirty Germans and protecting his men while wounded. The second (VC) was for carrying wounded Australian solders of the battlefield.

Commanding Officer William “Bill” Shillinglaw was also awarded the Distinguished Conduct Medal (DCM) and Distinguished Service Order (DSO), Military Cross (MC) and Military Medal (MM) for services during the Second World War…

Bill because of his injuries during the Second World war would need a cane to support his injuries he suffered it was touch and go if he would lose his leg at one point.

Bill met Sally while in the army she was a nurse who helped get him back to health when he was wounded the first time. Sally had said yes to Bills marriage proposal, and they were going to get married on the 7th of November 1945 in a little church in Sydney.

Sally was about 23years old five-foot-five blonde hair and blue eyes and a laugh that would make anyone laugh. Bill felt great when he was with Sally.

He knew he could talk to her about the Second World War the horror, terror he has seen in the last six years.

Bill told Sally everything would be in black and white she replies that’s fine with me as long as I have you around me.

Bill and Sally got married and went on their honeymoon for two weeks at the Bondi Beach which had been a godsend for Bill finally knew he would be able to rest his weary bones he said. Were they skinny dipped at night drank a few glasses of red wine and listen to the jukebox in their hotel room? Then make love all night long sometimes three to four times. After the honeymoon they headed for Katherine in the Northern Territory. The station was named by Bills great, great; great, Grandmother Carol Dawn who named the station “Ship Creek”. Over two miles away from a little town called Woop, Woop.  Way out “beyond the black stump”