A Story of War

Still alive.

The Hurricane arrives late, but he tries yesterday but comes back owing to bad weather. Today he has taken her up to Loiwing to get some plastic wood for the airscrew. Yesterday Doc Waterman and I go up to Nantu where the lead and silver mines are. We are invited into the Club for some beer before lunch but at lunchtime (2pm) they all bolt and leave us. We get some at rest house and start home, 44 miles, taking five hours as there is dirt in the petrol system, and the pump doesn’t work (this is a Ford ‘desert wagon’). We get towed in at 8pm. Thirwell over here for his kit and his PRU machine is now at B25 with a crew of 7 in Calcutta. I don’t think we shall ever get there, and the longer we stay here the more dangerous these reccos will become.