A Story of War

More fun and games and I return to Mill on Saturday 14th. One chap goes through Customs with two bicycle tyres under his arm. Reg Hodge and I dispose of mine for 65 guilders, the market having dropped from 100.

I do a TAC/R west of Apeldoorn where jet a/c have reported much M/T. I go right down to check up but am only able to identify the odd one or two – the rest are shelters. I think I spot an armoured car, and get fired on, seeing the cigar rings come up. Next day we move north to Twente a few miles from the German border. Quarters like Gilze, and I have a small room to myself, thank God.