Friday January 8th 1943

Well, we are still going very slow, 4 and even 3 knots. It is the order of the Commodore's ship there is apparently something ahead somewhere. It is still bitter cold and I've just got a hell of a job to make the oil flow in the morning therefore it is over an hour sometimes before I can start cooking. There is no news today except that I have been fairly free of pain lately, thank goodness. But at my cost another way. I am not going places as I want to and always have done.