We take Yolande and Eileen Huggins to dinner at Faletti’s and to the cinema, after seeing the bridal train off. Next morning, while signing the movement book in the Adjutant’s office, I see “JHS Broughton” down as orderly officer or something, and sure enough I find he and “Stooge” Garner working in the cypher office, being still off flying.
Took off at 10.05 and got back in just over two hours to find that 2 squadron had just had an accident. Muckerji and an airgunner, after low level bombing in an Audax, did a climbing turn, steep at 200-300′ and slipped in, broke his u/c, turned over on his back, and both burnt to death on the bombing range. There’s then a balls-up about the funeral, and I am the only British officer from 28 squadron at the ceremony, though some of the others eventually make the burning party.
Today I have a shocking time in a Lysander, being unable to get it onto the ground. Twice I manage, but have to do ground loops to prevent going into the boundary fence, and third time takes about five circuits to get in. I must be using too much engine in assisted approach. I don’t know.