Category Archives: 1942/01

January 30th 1942

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We leave an hour late and I do a ground loop at Lahore and bust a wheel, and so am two hours behind. On reaching Delhi, I refuel and take off up to some gate or other as I can’t … Continue reading →

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25th January 1942 – Kohat

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(Being a continuation of my previous record ‘Flying and Soldiering’ which I closed, leaving many blank pages, on proceeding to Burma. This is the only book I was able to get in Kohat and somehow a different muse seems to … Continue reading →

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January 24th 1942

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RAF vs an officers team rugger yesterday and I score a try. A cypher in last night that we move on 26th, so I will close this book as I must pack it. Here’s hoping I shall live to open … Continue reading →

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January 21st 1942

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Teddy Humphries comes back from Lahore and prangs his Lysander – breaking the tyres and straining the u/c and wing. Joe married yesterday, but I’m not invited. I buy a bottle of whisky and we give Jack Moulding a farewell … Continue reading →

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January 17th 1942

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I get Joe Nelson round for a drink last night, with Olga, in the “Ladies Room.” Pete Jennings objects to me ringing the bell so much and spoiling his news, so tears it down. Then he and Hammerbeck come and … Continue reading →

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January 16th 1942

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More doing nothing and a little baseball with the Sergeants. Yesterday drank with Joe Nelson and Teddy and Joe’s girl Olga who has come up from Bombay, and they hope to marry on Sunday. Alot of whisky, and dinner in … Continue reading →

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January 11th 1942

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The train party goes off on 3rd and ought to reach Calcutta today. It rains like hell and we stand about in it as it takes them two hours too long to marshall the train. Then I have to find … Continue reading →

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January 3rd 1942

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I celebrate New Year in bed as usual. Bill Duncan overshoots and writes off a Lysander at Miramshah. I have been there three days running on various jobs – doing air to air which was damn bad, though I get … Continue reading →

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