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 __Doris Allden - 12/6/44__
 Last Friday week I ended up in Sick Bay with dengue and have been in since.  It's an unpleasant affair and we have had a lot of it here.  I thought I was escaping but it seems that conceit does not pay after all.  I appear to have lost considerable weight judging by my dressing gown which hangs in folds.  However, the consolation prize for all this is a week's convalescence on the Island.  I hope to go across on Wednesday and if the weather holds expect some sun baking.
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 __Gordon Mannell - England__
 I have just returned to my station after spending a very enjoyable leave amidst the Southern Scottish Highlands. I have been on several visits to this grand little country and each time I have come away with a greatly enhanced opinion of it and its people.  This last time I was the guest, together with another member of my crew, of a Mrs. Locke who lives in the charming little village of Dollar situated in the Devon valley in Clackmannanshire.  Our hostess placed bikes at our disposal to enable us to view as much of surrounding countryside as possible in the short time available.  We certainly did make good use of them.  However, the highlight of our trip was an 8 mile walking trip into the Highlands.  Yes, Dunc, I said 8m, not 28.  The first stage was to the Castle Campbell, heredity castle of the Campbell Clan, via the Glen of Sorrow.  It reminded me very much of some of our Blue Mountain streams.  From then on it was over open moor country covered with bracken and heather.  There were many of those black faced sheep with lambs grazing.  We were reluctant to leave this great spot but A.W.L. does not pay, so back to work.  I am now flying in 4 engined bombers and liking it.
-DI= perpn 2r_r, L4 vr,ree sweet home once more read as yet, don't know
+__Bill Burke - 26/7/44__
-wleethe i to bo clad or co-rry. I:ve bad life too easy the past five months and that's not good for the mnrale of an infant:seri The C,O. of the Warwick Con,Dect fDinally M73d` U71 to me and handed me my walking pepers. A calamji:y it war:, as T was just b,egnr:.ng to get some place with a daughter of one ot the te-ones Tany 1:-eb]leene, L11.om: t'ele Gods still frown upon me, my Guardian
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+Home sweet home once more and as yet, don't know whether to be glad or sorry.  I've had life too easy the past five months and that's not good for the morale of an infanteer.  The C.O. of the Warwick Con. Depot finally woke up to me and handed me my walking papers.  A calamity it was as I was just beginning to get some place with a daughter of one of the town's many publicans.  Alas, the gods still frown upon me, my Guardian Angel is still lost amidst the jungles of N.G. and just when I thought it was on the upgrade again too.  A civvie spotted me limping along the street and bought me a couple of beers on the strength of it, so I've decided to acquire a stooge.  In a loud voice he shall inquire about the knee I shall mumble a cheerful reply and then he shall insist on telling the chap next to him (again in a loud voice) all the horrifying details I, or should I say we, anticipate many beers. One of my many failings a tendency to blush easily, will be very handy in my new career.  Anyway to get back to my exit from the depot.  The squad marched forth to the beat of the drums, I rode forth to the roar of the engine. Again the knee.  Most of the chaps I had honoured by classifying them as my friends made some disparaging remarks, in fact some were plain nasty, but, when they arrived at the station looking weary and much the worse for wear, I could do nought but forgive them.
-it emo en the un grac"..e again too, A civvie spotted me limping alc ng the street and bought me a couple of beers on the strength of it, so I've decided toe. acquire a stooge. In a loud voice he shall inquire about the knee I shall mumble a cheerful reply and then he shall inFist on telling the chap next to him (again in a loud voice) all the horrifying details I. or should I say we, anticipate many beers. One of my many failings a tendency to bluish easily, will be very handy in my new career. Anyway to get back to my exit from the depot. The squad marched forth to the beat of the drums, I rode forth to the roar of the engine. Again the knee. Most of the chaps I had honoured by
-classifying them as my friends made some disparaging remarks, in fact some
+The station, the train, a hospital one - a blast of the whistle and I said farewell to that fair town. I must return to the Downs one day, a beautiful country, a rolling black earth plain where the slightest shower sets the grass springing forth to greet the sun.  And so it was I left it, one vast panorama of green through which the willow banked Condamine staggered its way.  No wonder "Downsmen" are forever enthusiastic about it.
-were plain nasty, but, when they arrived at the station looking. weary and much the worse for wear, I could do nought but forgive them,
-The station, the train, a hospital one. blast of the whistle and I said farewell to that fair town, I must return to the Downs one day, a lecatltiful country, a rolling black earth plain where the slightest shower sets the grass springing forth to greet the sun. And so it was I left it, one vast panorama of green through which the willow banked Comdamine stagsered its way. No wonder "Downsmen" are forever enthusiastic about it.
+A few days at G.D.D. awaiting draft during which I met an old mate of mine "Sykes" Bryant.  Used to be my No. 2 on the Bren at Alamein until he grew careless and stepped in front of a slug.  You may remember me writing about how we all hopped out for a cup of tea one day, well Sykes was the unlucky one.  Got over that, but the Nips at Finch made a much better job of it than Jerry?  He still has the leg, but won't be going back again.  Sounds like a warning for me doesn't it?  Wasn't sorry to leave when my number came up.  The bullion was light on and besides there were too many "animals" - both two and four legged - round the place. Both kinds fatten on the likes of me, although the first missed out this trip.  I must hand it to the place for its breed of fleas, undoubtedly the very best class and that's from one who is by way of a connoisseur of such matters.
-A few days at G,D,D, awaiting draft durinp; which I met an old mate of mine "Sykes" Pryant. Used to be my No:2 on the Bren at Alamein until he
-grew careless and stepped in front of a slug, You may remember me writing about how we all hopped out for a cup of tea one day, well Sykes was the
+Another station, another train and we were off again, not forgetting of course the customary two hour wait.  No sleeping berths this year, nevertheless we weren't too badly off, with only six to a compartment.  I wasn't too proud to take the floor the first night.  Next day we were flooded out due to a leaking pipe, which didn't exactly help matters any.  We soldiered on, the hours and days passed, we played cards, we ate, we slept and ate again and then had some more to eat.  We took a risk of ruining our insides and drank the only two bad beers on the market - ginger beer and hop beer.  Piled out the windows and doors in a mad rush at mess halts as of you, but no one threatened to throw any of the R.T.O's off the station this year.  A well behaved crowd comparatively speaking.  The weather persuaded us to keep our clothes on.  Watched the kids diving for our pennies as we passed through a town.  Kiss every pretty lass we passed (Speed Gordon style) and day dreamed of other lasses in other places.  The train just rattled on, as only Q.R.s can rattle.
-lenlucky one. Got over that, but the Nips at Finch made a much better job oe: it than Jerry? He still has the leg, but won't be going back again, Sounds like a warning for me doesn't it? Wasn't sorry to leave when my number came up, The bullion was light on and. besides there were too many "animals" both two and four'legged round the place, Both kinds fatten on the itkos of me, although the first missed out this trip, I must hand it to the place for its breed of fleas, 1,.ndoubtedly the very best class arid that 'e frthm one who io by way of a ms-eleree.F.,5ru7 on ;. 12.ch matt era
-Another station, another train ana we were oil' again, not forgetting of course,the customary tuo hour wait, No sleeping berths this year nevertheless we werent too badly off, with only six to a compartment, I
+Lonely paddocks, lonely homesteads, lonely women and a wisp of linen waving as we go by.  Cries of pa-er, pa-er, from the fettlers and an enterprising urchin with a bucket of tea.  Shades of the M.E.! "As you wish" when it comes to price.  I mind the time I gave a taxi driver 5 mils
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