Sunday 18th January 1942

My 'prisoner', Bayliss, returned yesterday, his sentence ending co-incidentally with my leave (14 days of his 28 had already been served in the field, before going to goal).

Nothing whatever to do today. Not even the normal Sunday roll call! It's rather nice to be back again, with the familiar faces, hearing the old, old jokes and chaff.

Thus ends Stillness 1942