Category: 1943/03
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March 31st 1943
I go back on the Assam Mail tonight – 00.06hrs, provided I catch it. Not quite so much rain now and I can get out more but still nothing to shoot bar shite hawks and vultures. However, very pleasant lying in a decent bed reading of a night. I study birds through field glasses but […]
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March 26th 1943
No malaria again so far, and damn all to shoot either. The jungle chandikar takes me for four miles down the bottom of the tea (plantation) and along the railway and he and his friends beat the jungle for me. We see signs of deer but nothing comes out of the beat, and we tramp […]
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23rd March 1943
I get a fever again and spend yesterday in bed with ‘Robinson Crusoe’. I expect another attack after tiffin today. Rain and thunderstorms the last 36 hours. We get hold of a local shikari who takes me out after jungle fowl one evening, but no luck. I stand in a clearing in the jungle some […]
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March 20th 1943 – Assam
I contact Bill Robinson out at Piska and as we are having a party on Sunday at the Mess I collect him from the Club and we do a bit of steady drinking in my room first. The party quite successful with about four women and old Bill gets fairly tight. Next day I depart […]
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March 13th 1943 – Ranchi
I depart on 11th after shooting up 14 Division HQ and giving a coloured display of Very lights from the Plessy gun. After refuelling at Chittagong I strike a rainstorm whilst still over the sea and have one or two anxious moments, eventually landing at Alipore in a cross wind, at the second shot, having […]
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March 10th 1943
Yesterday at “Prayers” I see eight “01’s” and two with undercarriages down so they must be Army 98’s. Teddy and Garratt arrive yesterday, and Teddy will take over from me. I take him to Divisional “Prayers” this morning in my famous hat and introduce him to those whom he should know. Today I do a […]
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March 7th 1943
In a bad way today. J. Benbow came in last night and and I only have a couple of rums or so. But all complain of its strength this morning, so I cut my ‘trip’ and passed it on to someone else. A bad thing to do I feel. Yesterday Brown lands with his undercarriage […]
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March 1st 1943
A most enjoyable trip weaving on Mike up the Kaladon and down the Pi Chaung. I keep him in sight the whole way and the R/T works, or would do if i had got the fine tuning properly adjusted. We have a game of football, RAF officers versus 14 Division staff, organised by W/C Smythe, […]
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