ATE Tone Magazine - Summer 1956 - Edge Lane
ATE Tone Magazine - Summer 1956 - Edge Lane
ATE Tone Magazine - Summer 1956 - Edge Lane
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Mr.<br />
N. G, Rejnolds<br />
Nosr cnaHalr nsyllol-Ds ar?d RoN scorr<br />
are bot]t commercial elgineers.<br />
They occupj)<br />
neighbowillg deshs in De?attme t 892 at<br />
Strouger Wo*s,<br />
but their uork on behalf o;f the<br />
lifm could not haxte tdken then Jurther apart.<br />
Mr. Reynnldr let out ,ecenrt) to a sun<br />
drenched ldnd in the Middle East anct Mr.<br />
Jour ejed. to a blizzard-szrept teftitor)) in<br />
the frozen North West. These are their<br />
impessions of the countries thq ois;ted.<br />
Mr. Reynolds joined A.T. & E. ift 1g3a<br />
in the Inspecrion De2artment and has beer,<br />
Scott<br />
ln commercial engineeriry for the pdst ten<br />
years, A md1-rie.l man, liz;ing in Watertao,<br />
Ltuerpool, h;s nain r ecreations are sketchilq<br />
and pa;nti?L?. Mr. Scott, also marr;ed,<br />
with one son, ltues in lVauertree. He joineA<br />
Department 12 (Loading Coils) in 1935.<br />
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It was one hundred and ten degrees in the shade*<br />
if you were lucky enough to find any shade. I<br />
could aimost see thc heat as our airiiner taxied<br />
ro a halr on Cairo , shimmering. modern airpon.<br />
As the aircralt doors swung open, I experienced<br />
my first taste of the heavy, breathless atmospheie<br />
of the Middle East,<br />
Cairo, I discovered, with a cosmopolitan<br />
population of more rhan 2,100,000, is a city of<br />
never-eqding contrasts. Camels use the same<br />
roads as CadillacsJ tumble-down hovels lie cheek<br />
by jowl with tall hotels, and leisurely native bazaam<br />
nestle in the same block as slicl< bargain basements,<br />
Even the timeless waters of the Nile are harnessed<br />
to help modern agdculture and industry.<br />
Ncgotiations ovet communications within<br />
Egypt's 3861000 square miles enabled me to spend<br />
more than three morths in CairoJ Ismailia and<br />
Z^g^zik, My working days started at 8.30 a.m.,<br />
but after lunch, all toil ceased until after 5 p.rn.<br />
Afternoons were spent at an open-air swimming<br />
pool sipping iced ddnks. On free days and late<br />
evenings after work, I ivent sight-seeing. Cairo<br />
at night is a rxther gay, neotr-lighted Middle East<br />
version of Manhattan and, viewed from the air, it<br />
is quite spectacula..<br />
Ifl ofle of the popular open-air cinemas, I saw<br />
" The Desert Song "*English sound uack with<br />
French and Arabic sub-titles-but I found the<br />
Holl].wood version mote romantic than the real<br />
thing. Film aflor\. unlikc commercial engineers.<br />
don't seento be bothered by the heat and powerful<br />
Mr. R. Scota<br />
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Like thousands of other visitors to E$pt, I<br />
ioumeyed a few miles out of Cairo to see rhe<br />
Pyramids of Giza and marvel at the ingenuity of<br />
their architects. For a srnall fee, the hor uaveller<br />
can sit afld watch native boys grow even hotter<br />
as they climb to the top of the Great Pyramid, all<br />
451 feei of it, and back in abour ren minures.<br />
Nearby, the Great Sphinx, with inscrutable smile,<br />
stares across the dese{ and the centuries.<br />
I also went to see ofle of ex-King Fatouk's river