October 13th 1944

I go night flying in a Hurry. The last two landings are OK after I have dived into the ground at 120 (JDW: degrees or mph?) on the first. Thank God there is is a starlit sky, no cloud, searchlights and flares and Chester all lit up! A fearful night of wind and rain and Norman, David and I pile into Reg’s car for a “night out”. We go to “Barlow’s” and do the rounds and back again, and eventually collect two A.T.S. dames, Jean and Milly, and return to camp where there is an all ranks dance. Someone has eaten our dinner and we get most annoyed. However Reg and Norman take them home, so that’s that. Barbara has had a wisdom tooth removed, and I haven’t been in for four days.



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