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[Tuesday 24 October] [Diarist appears to have drawn a small heart with a single tear coming from it, at the top of the page]

My last evening in Ipswich. It is a great wrench leaving a place I had got to like so much & go back to monotonous camp life with it's mud & rain mixed up with worrying Sergeants etc.

Had a quiet evening, was not feeling in the humour to do anything but take things easy & go over all the pleasant times that we have had in the fortnight.

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