A Story of War

I go to Hodnet and dance at the ‘Bear’ on Monday and meet a new dame. We dance around the dance floor and I meet her in the Bear last night. Discover her name is Dorothy and she lives in Hodnet, aged 20, having been discharged from the ATS with a pension after a prang in a 15 cwt truck. However she speaks English without the trace of an accent and seems to have some character, but that is about all her usefulness. I go to Chetwynd yesterday and fly a Hurricane I, and find it a bit difficult to land after so many hours in the damn Masters. Beautiful sun for a change.