Category: 1944/08
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August 31st 1944
No sooner said, than I go down to the Corbett with one Reg Cooper for a drink and meet Elaine and Nancy Cork, proprietor of the Lamb Hotel. We then proceed to the “Elephant” and the “Star” and back to the “Lamb”. I make to go at about 12 after sitting in the bar with […]
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August 30th 1944
A little stock taking after four months in England. I don’t seem to be a particularly good pilot, especially in instrument and night flying, not to speak of some pretty poor gunnery. Mentally I am stagnant and cannot hold an intelligent conversation or argue on any subject – and seem to have no hold on […]
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August 29th 1944
We sit in the lounge at the “Beach Hotel” in Elie and have lunch and tea out of the rain. I ring up Donibristle but no aircraft, so after a walk around the beach I set course on the 4.21 train for Edinburgh, somewhat relieved as I now know that I was in love with […]
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August 27th 1944 – Crail
I have a small bed and breakfast apartment with a gas bracket, and have high tea in the kitchen with the family. Angus Mitchell, a bus driver of some 24 seasons, buys me a few drinks in the local – the “Golf Hotel” – and then we hang around for some more when it has […]
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August 26th 1944
“Hell hath no fury…” I don’t take much notice of the Dorothy dame at Hodnet’s Monday dance, and she gets damned annoyed. On 23rd we hear of the fall of France and have a party in the Mess with the dozen or so French course pilots. I get up on a table and sing “A […]
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August 19th 1944
I go back to Hodnet but the Bear is shut and so we go for a walk and sit on a hill. I get a fearful thirst but can do nothing about it, and cycle gloomily home at about 10.30pm to three glasses of water. Yesterday I go to town with Collier and eventually make […]
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August 16th 1944
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 […]
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August 14th 1944
I do much battling with Thunderbolts over the Wrekin – but without much success. “Sawn Off” and I go to the Bear on Saturday night and I end up with Charlie Rich at midnight with coffee and a pork pie with two dames in a house in Garden City. We are then turned out. Yesterday […]
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August 11th 1944
I go to the Bear in Hodnet with Bill Conway and have a few beers with some aircrew from Peplow, including one who came home on ‘Orontese’ with me. Conway drinks so much beer he crashes into the hedge two or three times on the way home, and I have to put the chain back […]
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August 9th 1944
Toby takes me to an excellent poker dice party and dinner in the Mess, and I return to Ternhill on Monday after an early start at 07.45 with no food. I stand, and sit on a table, most of the way to Crewe, and arrive back to find it a boiling hot day. I go […]
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