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They let us have breakfast at half past eight, a very nice breakfast of Cornflakes, ham, hot rolls and coffee, and afterwards numerous people came along to our billet bringing with them cakes and fruit and nuts and chocolate and even a wireless and we huddled round the downstairs fire sipping sherry, eating oddments and talking. Lunch was excellent – the inevitable turkey and Christmas pudding with nuts and fruit and beer – and our officers and sergeants to wait on us.¹³ After lunch we repeated the morning's huddle round the fire till, at 6.30, we got ourselves out of our slacks and into reasonable clothes for the concert. It was an appalling concert but the airmen behind us were so amusing we laughed ourselves sick.

After the concert came a social at the NAAFI¹⁴ for airmen and airwomen which we were all enjoying when the group captain removed the snarling WAAFs at eleven o'clock. From 11.30 to one o'clock we again sat round the fire eating and talking and so ended my first Christmas Day.