Saturday, November 22, 2008

Thursday 17th September 1942

Half holiday. Again we are on duty.... Things are getting worse and everyone is dissatisfied – which is unusual just before exams at the end of a course. In the tent, we occasionally quarrel among ourselves but generally the wit is good humoured.

Someone interrupted Bronsdon this morning, whilst he was holding forth on some subject. “Did I say shit?” he asked us, looking at the interrupter, “'Cos look what's come up on my shovel.”

My final lecture is tomorrow or on Saturday. Not a technical subject this time, “Cable Laying.”


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