Monday 7th December 1942
This evening – the grim return to our camp. Dust under our shoes as we left our taxi by the roadside and walked into the guard-room to report!
Dust!
My tent seemed unutterably filthy and untidy. It took me some time to find and sort out my kit.
Dust!
My tent seemed unutterably filthy and untidy. It took me some time to find and sort out my kit.
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