Mrs G has moved to Block 2, Married Q. ((She was given a room to herself - an awkward tiny ex-boiler room, where she could snore to her heart's content without annoying anyone.))
I weigh 119 lbs.
Diary pages from this date
It’s hot and our cabin isn’t very good, too stuffy. Did some packing. Time is passing very slowly.
Jap. Sailors walked through camp
Curfew bells rang 9:55 and 11 PM (lights out)
We have been shut up in our rooms most of today while a fairly mild typhoon has been raging without. The core of the typhoon passed over between 3 and 4 p.m. this afternoon, and now the wind is coming from exactly the opposite direction, blowing the teeming rain in clouds of spray. The cooks must have had a somewhat hectic time as the windows to the communal kitchens are no more than big holes in the wall with wire netting stretched over them. During the lull, Bert Dinsdale came and announced that the Charters’ $75 parcels had arrived, would we go and collect them at once. We were playing bridge with the Bidwells at the time, so we had to suspend the game while we went to collect. When we arrived at the ‘Social Hall’ (former Warders Club) we found that one only had arrived. We transferred the goods to our own sacks (thus saving ourselves $1). I will make a list of the things when the other parcel turns up. I don’t think we have done badly, though Yvonne seems a little disappointed, especially with the jam.
Base in Solomons that was being prepared as a jumping off place by the Jap for an invasion of Australia captured?
Drizzly & cloudy.