Well I had a good night last night. I had two sandwiches and tea, fiddled about,
made myself a new white hat and here we are. Already the chaps are going around semi nude. No work Sundays except for the galley. The gunners have got their guns to pieces. Others are doing their dobying. Myself, I have snatched a few minutes to write this bit. It is just 10 o clock here. That means 3.30 in England. We are just cooking our dinner. You have had yours but not the same as us, I bet, Roast Duck eh!
Here is this morning's news-
