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run by the D.A.P. who publish a paper called The Route. I do some water-colours of the Transport Fleet. I sell two of them.
Jan: 3
Usual routine. At mess to-day a youth is rather rude to me – my vis-à-vis, a rough Bushman, turns to the youth and says, "Aven't you got an eart, mate; Can't you see' e ain't used to this kind of life like we are?" Though rough, the boys were very kind to me.
Jan; 4
Usual routine. Am mess orderly all day. So occupied with painting forgot to draw rations – am in a terrible state; 22 hungry men will be no joke to face. Every morning at 5 I sneak into the sergeants' mess to get a cup of coffee – up to date have had nothing stronger than water to drink as I cannot drink the tea, it being always sugared.
One morning , just before Reveille, went to get some tea; it was given me in a metal cup which I cannot drink out of; I said to the cook, "Wait a minute, I'll get a china cup" – this was too much for the lads, who immediately began to call out for their valets and shaving water! I never heard the end of this incident for some days.
Jan; 5
Recently I have been sleeping up on the sergeants' deck; strictly against regulations, but no matterl
Jan; 6
Usual duties. Am reading Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables";