fighters

No sign of our friends the Jerries today but as soon as it was light enough, there were warplanes to greet us. Those chaps fly so low as to wave to us. Last trip (I may have mentioned it in my other diary) there was a seagull with only one leg. I am sure it is the same one we have seen today in approximately the same place. Others are just as convinced as I am.

The pump man has given me a nice piece of calico to make myself an apron with.

I have a terrible feeling of dejection again. Thinking always thinking of Kidderminster. I wonder what is going on there. Have you had any snow, coal, fires, have you got any? There is always something running through my mind. There is a photograph hanging up here, it belongs to my mate otherwise I would take it down. Every time I look at it ,it reminds me of someone. Whenever I feel like this my brain becomes a running commentary of my past twelve months. Maybe today all our nerves are on edge owing to the fact that at 2 a.m.