A Story of War

This is awful. We have today off, so I duly go in last night to do our worst. Bob Martin and I go to a dance at the Castle but it is damn grim and costs me 4/-. I get home about 1am having seen some very grim women home on the way back here. Grim and as cold as icicles.

We do no flying the last two days due to bad weather, I have a cold in the nose, and am feeling damned depressed. This never bothered me in India, as there was nothing ton bother about, but here it’s pretty bad, especially with Chester having the reputation that it has. However, to quote Pelmanism – “The day will dawn.”