Saturday 27th July 1940

We arrived home (”HOME” indeed!) about 2p.m. yesterday. Rushed into the canteen and ordered a large lemonade, with eggs, cucumber and chips, just before it closed. Had a good wash before next parade. Spent the evening in cleaning up for the next day's inspection. However, the OC was pleased with us, bless him, and did not hold any formal kit inspection. (Unofficially however, several unfortunates who'd left their kits in shit order, were “pegged” by the BSM.)

This afternoon, not being on duty, I've been in the canteen with Stan Ling, writing letters – and this. Nobody else there and the wireless whispering music. Had 7 1/2 hours sleep last night and feel quite fresh. Shall go down for a swim presently and later have tea in the canteen. Tonight, perhaps, the pictures. Lovely leisure, when the powers that be are pleased with us!