Alexander diary, 1917-1918 / Roy Alexander - Page 241
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We found ourselves in a maze of stables, now utilised as barracks, & were told to find accommodation anywhere, as we leave for the Baltic early in the morning. Geo. Ted. Sandy & I camped in a "box" which had contained 5 bunks, only two of which were not tenanted. Half of Ruhleben left yesterday; the camp will be completely cleared tomorrow. In the well appointed kitchen an excited cook who could already see Tyne-water in his mind's eye fell on our necks & fed Ted & I on cakes (such bonser cakes!) and tea, which we consumed in company with a young ex member of the Foreign Office (now a little blithered; everybody is celebrating) who was a famous tragedienne of the Ruhleben stage.
Sun. 24th Nov.
Barrack 13, where we slept, is peopled mostly by gents of doubtful nationality, with a smattering of "horsey" folk. One of 'em said to Sandy "Your'e Thcotsth, aren't you? Why, I'm Thcotsth too!" Sandy actually sniffed audibly; Geo giggled.