22nd September, 1943: Cornwall

22.09.1943

We were up early for briefing – hoping that the rest of the day would be ours. This was put off until evening, so we spent the afternoon at Redruth – riding in a lorry with the R.A.F. football team. It seemed strange – yesterday we heard the broad Scottish accent on all sides, and in a night, so it seemed, this had changed into a Cornish accent.

With all the knowledge that this was our last day in Britain for some time to come, we did a little shopping. The eating apples, the first fruit I had seen for over a month, were delicious. We hitch-hiked back to camp that afternoon, and the rest of the evening I spent at the mess.