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yesterday - which only goes to show what a dull & apathetic sort
of life I lead, because the sea is but 10 miles away, & general
bathing therein began about 6-8 weeks ago. But the Brigade
Major, Brooks, (my friend!) wanted me to go to a place
called Herghelia, between Tel-Aviv & Netanya, on duty - &
we took the opportunity of going into the sea. It was
grand & lovely & warm, & would have suited you very
well. But there is a tremendous drag all along this coast,
& one has to be pretty careful.
Tomorrow, I am having a day out with Burnstein - I am
meeting him for lunch, & then he is taking me to a
Jewish colony, about 20-30 miles from here, & where he
has been wanting to take me for some time. In the
evening, I hope to see a film - I have not seen
one for ages. The camp cinema is so bad & has such poor
films - & Tel-Aviv is so expensive.
Lt. Col. Leicester came & inspected the corp & its detachments
on Friday - everything was in perfect order, of course, as it
is every day, & I think he was quite pleased. But he did
not really say so, & I thought again what an uninspiring
little man he is, this corp has been inspected
by him quite often in the last 1 1/2 years, & always he just
asks a few men exactly the same things - let me see
your identification discs - let me see your pay book -
let me see if you've got nails in your left boot -
take the bolt out of your rifle - do you speak English -
how is the food. Never any more & never any less-
Goodness knows what the men think. He brought another
officer with him, & so I was unable to badger him
with awkward questions as I intended to do.
By God, darling, but I am flat & dull & fed up with this
life. I just feel I have nothing to tell you except
that I love you & want to be with you. I think I
will try & have a read & hope to be stimulated by
my trip tomorrow, & at least have something about