Monday January 11th 1943

Well, I had my lay in this morning, even then I did not want to get up but had to, turn to.

Saw another plane today. I shall be about a week out in my guess as to when we shall get there. And it will mean dry dock for the ship is absolutely falling to pieces. Our fresh water tanks are leaking now into the sea. Soon we shall be reduced to our ration of fresh water.

My toe nails are hurting a lot, I do wish I had some scissors.

Evening now, there are subs about and the new moon. Night as calm as can be. I have soaked my feet well and managed to hack some nail out. I feel relieve. And so to bed.