Category: 1944/10
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October 29th 1944
We progress on the air firing with cine-cameras, but much hazy weather with visibility two-thirds of the long runway prevent our doing much flying, and we have to stay an extra week. I go in on Friday and stay the night with the Pauls, a similar scene taking place on the sofa as before. The […]
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October 22nd 1944
I go with the Pauls and Elsie Dobbie to “Quaintways” for dinner and dance at a doctor’s thrash. I spend the night at the Pauls as I have the next day off, and Barbara and I get together on the sofa before going to bed (1.45am) and I sort of get busy, the result being […]
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October 19th 1944
David and I go out drinking with Reg at the Trevor Arms and meet some half Italian ATS Sergeant whom Reg likes, plus her fat friend, and we all have to go to a shocking troops dance in a gymnasium with nothing to drink there. I telephone Bill Robinson but he is off to Salisbury […]
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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 […]
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October 12th 1944
I am now more or less on the spot. Having found that there is nothing doing with Barbara, I can’t very well give up going there and start off from scratch again in Chester. It would be nice to organise something out here, but as we shall be leaving shortly for Hawarden that seems improbable, […]
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October 11th 1944
I hear from Bill, back home again. Reg and I go and have a few drinks at the Trevor Arms, very nice, nearby. No flying for some days due to bad visibility and fog. I go in and take B. shopping yesterday afternoon and then we go in the car into Wales and have tea […]
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October 6th 1944
I see much more of young Barbara (24), and am glad to say I don’t think I am in love, after all, (JDW: make up your mind!), and so hope I shall not make a fool of myself in any way before it’s all over. At present I go in a few times a week, […]
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October 2nd 1944
I see quite a lot of B. and tell her my views on Saturday night after a dance at “Quaintways”. I am told that I am only infatuated because I have not met many women, and on maturer thought maybe this is true. I spend Saturday night and return Sunday morning for the washing. (JDW:??) […]
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