p.

3.

I immerse myself into more politics, I must catch up
with such odd bits of news as I have to tell you.
I told you in my last letter that I had had three late
nights in a row. One of them was the R.A.F. dance -
when I more or less complied with one resolution by
coming away at 12.0 instead of at 1.0; but broke
other by having to dance - it was pretty impossible not
to. They had invited a crowd of nursing sisters from the
local military hospitals, there they were all sitting round
the room, the plainest looking bunch you could
imagine. And they have precisely nothing to talk
about - you try this & that & the other subject & they
say yes & no & no more. But I met a couple of
chaps from the Regt. & what with them & Ben & a
very chripy little Greek Squadron Leader, we got through
a good deal of free booze & had a fair evening.

On the following evening, Ben, & Katz & I went into
Sarafand & had some drinks at the Naaf. until 12-o clock;
not very exciting, but it was quite pleasant to sit up
at a counter & chat & drink local brandy & ginger ale.
And on the Sunday, Ben & I went ionto Tel Aviv & had
dinner with Burstein & his wife at their house, & then
went to the Palestine Orchestra - it was a lovely concert,
including a Brahms symphony which I enjoyed very
much. And, those are my three late nights, darling,
not exactly wild debauchery but still quite an achievement
for me nowadays.

This morning was a funny morning, & I think
tomorrow will be a funnier day. Tomorrow being