Still fatigued from the Christmas rush. F/Lt Parker at the club in the evening - an English show had rendered me hysterical, with G.I.s walking out in droves while a Mendelssohn concerto was played. The E.N.S.A. shows are unpredictable. They mix low comedy with high opera, and the confused audience reacts very badly. Lt Larson had to call an "At ease!" once to stop the noise. I was so tired that after dancing with John at 192nd and drinking a beer I collapsed in foolish tears when saying goodnight. Who knows how long anything will last? (pictured: an ENSA - Entertainments National Service Association - show night)
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