5th October, 1943: Camp - a pleasant lazy day

We were certainly not up with the birds, neither were we up with the flies, they were busy and it was their industrious buzzing arouns that woke me up again. I had forgotten about their existence - but they were not slow in reminding me that they were still at Cairo. I spent the day in the mess, it was a pleasant lazy day, spent in an easy chair under a large fan. After dinner this evening, we prepared our beds before going to the pictures. Again we listen to the same records and scratch at wood bug bites. It had been a day of rest, but I was ready for bed by this time.