Monday, February 26, 2007

Wednesday 30th August 1933

All went for water and en route explored the ruined cellars. Entered one by one. Through the heaps of brick by the light of a very feeble torch. Afterwards to Mystery Tower (scene of our nocturnal escapade). Practical entombment by lowering a huge wooden trapdoor. Before tea a stroll around with Akel. Long crawl through an underground tunnel. Packed my kit. The 8.35 ‘bus to Lincoln.

(Note: 1982 - There was to be more camping and boating, but this departure by the 8.35 ‘bus was the end of the last idyllic summer of my boyhood.)

They escorted me to the road; “Heil Hitler!” as the bus started. Back home again now.


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