May 17th 1942


Joe and Olga depart for Ambala where he is to be an instructor. Tennis, football and drinking, and Pierce and I dine with Penton last night. My “Further Notes on Floating down the Indus” accepted for publication in the U.S.I. Journal. No fun flying these Lysanders after my Hurricane! I don’t seem to have an ambition just now. I drift along, and flying rather bores me. I wouldn’t mind going to Waziristan and being a Tochi Scout or something, but I don’t fancy any more operational flying if I can avoid it.

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