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<p>[Page 23]</p><p>in death all men are equal, it would not be a comforting thought for the bereaved that their beloved were to rest among criminals. At any rate, it was very clever to pick that hill for the cemetery. In front of it the wide expanse of the ocean, all around peace and quiet, and just the occasional cry of a seagull to break the silence and to interrupt the sleep of death. If the place were in Germany, I would prefer it as my last resting ground to an overcrowded churchyard cemetery. Given the circumstances, however, it is rather sad to bury the ambitions and hopes of a German after years of a successful career in the East in such foreign soil, and out of captivity. Let us pray that this will be the first and last death among us!</p><p>28/12/16.<br />On Christmas Day, thanks to better food paid for by the camp purse, a bit more of a celebratory mood took sway, helped by the fact that this time we were allowed to buy 1 bottle of beer or wine. The price of the latter was £3 and I was able to procure 2 bottles when a comrade relinquished his ration. With great pleasure and with</p>