Fraserburgh for Four Days!

When our three months basic training was over we were told that we would soon be transferred to one of the Royal Scot battalions. All the squads of new recruits were on parade when suddenly we were split into four groups. This was the start of being sent to one of the battalions either the 1st, 2nd, 8th, or the 12th.

The next day our squad were told that we were bound for the 12th Battalion who were stationed in the north of Scotland split between Peterhead and Fraserburgh. During my time at Glencorse I had become great friends with a couple chaps in particular, Jock Smith who was from St. Boswells, and Sandy Wardie from Edinburgh. We hoped we would still be together when we went up north, but it was a close thing for at the station I was put into the group for Peterhead. Sandy approached the Officer, and asked if it was possible for me to join their group. The Officer must have been a decent sort for he said that if I could get some one who would prefer Peterhead we could change. Lucky for me there was another couple of pals separated so much to our joy the swap was made.

I can not say much about Fraserburgh as our stay there was only four days,but I heard that a few Royal Scots had been killed during a bombing raid on the town.