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- Location
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- Age
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15th May 1941
An extraordinary change in the weather in the form of a very heavy swell, took place during the night, and nobody seems to know where it has come from.
We are shipping our fair share of water and are rolling pretty considerably. The corporal of course, is ill again, and can only mutter “What a life! I wouldn’t take it for a £100; give me my wife and the pictures!”
Already time seems to be flying, so we should seem to get home quicker this time.
Two or three days ago, we heard about old Hess landing in Scotland by parachute, and how that he broke his ankle and when given some milk he expressed his surprise at our having so much milk!
The French have been letting the Germans land bombers in Syria. Many and varied are the angry remarks upon that, on board! The news is becoming far too free with it’s praise for the Merchant Navy; something must be afoot!