Sunday, December 31, 1944

F/Lt Parker came in a great English lorry and we drove to his base at Donn Ampney for New Year's Eve. First went to his sergeant's dance where Steve, a Scottish sergeant poured us whiskeys and sherries. Wonderful time there - then to his officers' club where we talked with Wg Cdr Hallam before one of the three fireplaces. I love his club - they've suspended parachutes from the ceiling to make a canopy effect - and somehow a baronial impression. Later saw John's little private den - a half hut. He needs one of my little brass paraffin lamps to brighten it - shall give him one.

Celebrated the passing of 1944 rather absent mindedly I'm afraid. Back to Mead House to sleep where I was tortured with cold all night.