Item 01: John Duncan McRae diary, 5 October-11 December 1917 - Page 45

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cook had left a few feathers in each of their wings in order to give them a bit of flavour They also asked for more fruit in their Sunday's pudding & were told to apply to the "Sultana-Sergeant."
When we turn in at night & the sergeant calls out for'lights-out', feeling homesick , yellout with emotion, often passionate in its extreme pathos (!?) 'kiss me sergeant.'

De Winton Jones, before-mentioned, fell (?) out of his hammock last night. Some one basely suggested that he was assisted in this manoeuvre, but all that I can add by way of explanation is'honi soit qui mal-y-pense'.

Today is just perfection. The sea is calm,

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