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15 January 2019

Up the Sepik without a paddle

To stay alive, this blog is undergoing a slow transformation from being a voice for those who built the mighty Bougainville Copper Project in the early 70s to a general collection of 'New Guineana'. Why? Well, many of those who worked on the project are already dead or - if past performances are anything to go by - in the process of drinking themselves to death. Some others who could still write can't because they never learned how - and you better believe it because as a tax agent in Camp 6 and later in Camp 1 I also became something of a scribe for those who wanted to communicate with their wives and sweethearts but couldn't. They came to me to read out their letters to them or to pen their replies - and I believe I kept many out of mischief by toning their replies by several degrees! Anyway, here we go with another piece of 'New Guineana':

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7 January 2019

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6 January 2019

16,900,000 meals for 9,000 men in jungle camps, 1250 miles from supply port

 

The following article is taken from the book "Bougainville - The Establishment of a Copper Mine" and describes B.F. Brown's catering operations on Bougainville Island. It's dear to me because "we", Camp Catering Services, against all the odds had wrenched this multi-million-dollar catering contract from them in April 1972.

I became Camp Catering Services' office manager/accountant - click here - and was one of their few management staff who had local experience as I had worked as senior auditor for the mine's construction managers W.K.E. - Bechtel Corporation since 1970.

And Camp Catering Services were desperately short of people with local knowledge as B.F. Browns very grudgingly gave up this very lucrative contract and had done everything in their power to entice their own staff to leave the island in the hope that we would fail and they could regain their role as caterers which they had held since September 1969. They were so confident we would fail that they kept their management team on the island until May 2nd when they left on a charter flight which became known as the "Champagne Flight".

With Tom Richards, Catering Manager, on far left

Left-to-right: Willie Leong, Wando Taim, Enrico Collavini, Marco Perini, Herman The German


 

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Love the 'Motion picture theatre management and operation' which at Camp 6 consisted of rather irregularly and often belately rocking up with a noisy clickety-clickety-clack movie projector, feeding through - sometimes back to front or with the first reel shown last - an often very dated and faded reel, with the sound track drowned out (literally!) by a sudden downpour of rain, and taking an eternity between reel changes or when the celluloid broke, to a roofed-over area on Loloho beach to which you had to bring your own plastic chair

A clean mess hall before the drunken fights started

25 million cans of beer! I know some of the people who drank most of them!

 

We gave it all we got, saw off the challenge, and settled into a successful operation which became the jewel in the crown of Camp Catering Services' contracts in Western Australia, Queensland and Tasmania. I thrive on challenges but the prospect of endless routine after the first five adrenaline-filled months was quite daunting, so when everything was settled down and running smoothly, I handed over my job to a friend and accepted the new challenge of promotion to Group Financial Controller in the company's head office in Sydney.

City life didn't agree with me nor could I see much point in endlessly attending management meetings, endlessly signing cheques, and endlessly drinking cups of coffee brought into my posh office by my very own secretary and so I moved on to 'meatier' jobs in the British Solomon Islands, Burma, Iran, Samoa, Malaysia, Saudi Arabia, and Greece. However, I kept in touch with Camp Catering Services' Bougainville manager, Merv Nightingale, whose generous reference opened many more doors for me.

He lost his job when the Sydney head office triumvirate consisting of Joseph Tamas ("the Goulash Chef"), Nelson Hardy, and that little Chinese guy whose hyphenated name escapes me (I think his name was Max Den-Toll), gutless and smelling big money, sold this once-in-a-lifetime contract to S.H.R.M. and wound up the company.

 

 

As they say, all good things must come to an end, even the largest civil catering contract ever undertaken anywhere in the world.

 

19 December 2018

Bougainville - The Establishment of a Copper Mine

The discovery of the Panguna deposit and its identification as one of the world's largest porphyry copper ore bodies initiated evaluation studies, planning and design, which led to the construction of the giant $400,000,000 Bougainville Copper Mine.

The story of this magnificent Engineering and Construction achievement is told in this book by the planners, consultants, designers, contractors and suppliers themselves, who, on a tropical island of mountains, jungle and swamp, created and brought into full-scale operation - ahead of sechedule and within budget - the world's largest start-up copper mine.

An article on page 215 by Stuart Inder, the editor of the Pacific Islands Monthly which reported the developing story of the Bougainville copper mine from the very beginning, is reproduced here unabridged and hopefully without breaking any copyright laws, to give an impression of what the construction phase was like in the early 70s (click on images to enlarge print):

Arawa in its early days

Arawa in its early days

... and on page 164 P. Towndrow of Pioneer Concrete Services sums up the working conditions and staffing problems existing in this remote location:

"A 60 hour, 6 day week was normally worked, generally with plenty of overtime. An average wage for an expatriate would be $180 per week, and for an indigene $20 per week. Both got free accommodation and meals. Expatriates signed on for a six-month contract. Their air fare from Australia to site was deducted from their pay over a three-month period and was refunded in full after the completion of three months' satisfactory service. They earned a free return air ticket after completing six months of satisfactory service.

Thus wages and working conditions were very good. However, the absence of one's family, and lack of amenities and outside interests, particularly in the early days, kept many good men away from the Project.

To me the secret of success for a short-term contractor on Bougainville or on any remote area project, is to initially flood the job with expatriate labour, for it is almost impossible to initially get quality manpower. Therefore, the only other alternative is to go for quantity. This may seem expensive but it is preferable to not meeting your contractural obligations. Because of union policy, if an incompetent worker was brought to site you were stuck with him for at least six months, thus all employees should be closely screened before appointment, and even then one is forced to take the best of what is offering and this may not be too good."

I say "Amen" to that! And as for a vivid description, this article written by the general manager of the Commonwealth Trading Bank of Australia, although not one of the typical contractors on the project, is more than typical of the conditions at the time:

"Rain, mud, dust, heat, boredom." These are deep in the memories not just of the men who established the Commonwealth Bank on Bougainville.

"The strike that made all Bougainville laugh was when a ship was delayed and there was no Victoria Bitter beer. Plenty of other brands, but no V.B." And as Peter Doolan said: "We all felt, as we watched the mine and the towns (and the Bank) grow, that we were part of a great achievement under at times trying conditions... I used to tell the youngsters on my staff: 'You're seeing things you'll never see again.'" And so say all of us!

 

8 December 2018

A tour of Panguna in August 2018


 

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