A little Bird whispers that the squadron is to proceed back to the Delta Area shortly but as an official visit to Wing by the AdJ. fails to bring “anything official” to light, we are still left wondering “When, where and why?”
A lone Jerry stooged over at a great height this morning on a leisurely recce. White ack—ack puffs burst about him in the clear sky and he circled lazily on what was apparently another photographic recce. of the area. Fighters took off from EL ADEM and came snarling after their prey over our drome. Later we received news that they downed him over the Mediterranean, so on this occasion Oberleutnant Willi didn't bring home the bacon!
Padre Davies with commendable enthusiasm and energy organised our squadron sports meeting which was held on the edge of the drome in the afternoon. Prior to the start of operations, the entire squadron grouped themselves about two Marylands and an official squadron photograph was taken.
The sports themselves provided lots of fun, particularly when Aapie and Bolshie, our faithful hounds, decided to join in in the sack race, with disastrous results to the competitors. The “Sandwaste Scroungers” who had taken unto themselves many motorbikes, formerly Jerry property, were able to let themselves really go in a hair- and dust- raising exhibition of dare-devil driving.
Round and round the drome, they reeled off the miles, a crash on the finishing straight (happily without casualties) and a grandstand finish bringing cheer upon cheer from the spectators and concluding the afternoon’s events. While all this fun and merriment was on the go “Buck” Sheedy, our engineering officer, was busily engaged in official converse with the Chief Engineer Officer, Air Headquarters, W.D. As a result 15 operationally unserviceable aircraft have been written off our strength.
Disposal instructions regarding all our aircraft will be received in due course, we learn. The day’s doings concluded with an impromptu concert and presentation of prizes for the sports events in the afternoon.