Thursday Nov 28th. Gerson promised to be back from Graudenz for lunch, never appeared. I fraternised with his French friends all day, apologising for his unexplainable absence. He came back about 9 pm. I gather that he waxed very merry with the gay poison they call wine here and totally forgot his engagements. He finished up the day by getting a bath in town about 6, got out, lay on the couch tout nu, and slept solemnly till about 8.30. Wonder he wasn’t previously drowned.
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Lt Burnard, Royal Flying Corps WW1 diary
OTD 1918. Airman on Western Front with 35 Squadron, then prisoner of war. Ex-army #Somme #Passchendaele.