A Story of War

Follow one man's war day by day, 70 years on, from Waziristan and the North West Frontier, Habbaniya, the Burma campaign, India & the Rhine.

June 22nd 1944


Pete and I and two others go to town on Sunday. Then back to the Mess where there is a dance, just like India with some half dozen women. I set to with a Wren officer. On Saturday I meet an a girl in the Corbett Arms who seems to falls in love with me and walks half the way home. She is a WAAF clerk in mufti and about 2 foot 6 inches high – God!

Yesterday we visit the “Stormy Petrel” and the “Castle” just nearby and I get to bed by 10.45pm. A letter from Mhairi, crossing one sarcastic one of mine in which I asked her if she was dead!  – taken about a week to be redirected from Hawarden.

I manage to get my hands on a bicycle by saying that I’m an instructor, but it will go soon I suppose.

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3 responses to “June 22nd 1944”

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    a gray

    Was the WAAF clerk really “about 2 foot 6 inches high” or is this a typo and she was 6 foot 2 inches high?

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      James Dunford Wood

      Hard to tell. He wrote 2 foot 6 inches though clearly that’s an exaggeration, whereas six foot 2 inches sounds rather too precise, so I go with the short version.

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        a gray

        I have the same issue with Wayne’s Journal.

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