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so we didn't wait for the shouting natives to intercept us, but sent off to Kila- Kila village. I took photos of our airport and a seascape, also a few of the village. By the time we walked the five miles back to camp, I was thoroughly tired. I had visions of going to bed early but the Major asked me to go to Colonel Hatten's home for the night. (The Colonel is away on business for a week and his wife has no company, except her native boys.) At 6 pm Ron Smith and I drove to 'The 6 Mile' and introduced ourselves. Mrs Hatton resided in Toowoomba up till a few months ago; she's so much of a lady, I found myself perfectly at ease; Her home is known as the 'Green Gables', is very modest looking, but expensively furnished inside. The dinner was served from the 'frig' & gave me quite an appetite. We retired to the lounge and talked until 9.30. A native servant entered our bedroom & prepared our beds. Gee! honey, I have slept so long on hard bunks that a real bed was a great comfort. You'll remember the last time I lay on a bed - no wonder I dreamed of you that night. We woke at 5.30 am & dressed ready for camp. The days since then have been as usual. Mr McKell has me working on payrolls & figuring now. (The other cpls envy my luck.)

A party went to Mirageda while I was on outpost. Mrs Hoch was disappointed when I didn't go, and sent back a large tin-ful of cakes for me. Unluckily I was not in camp so didn't see anything of them. Anyway her intentions gave me a lot of pleasure. The out-of-town people are a wonderful