Although I did not Photoshop my pictures, I honestly can't see the problem. This is a bit of fun aimed to raise money for Lease Lend, and apparently...
As soon as I entered the Officers’ Mess , I could sense a presence at the far end of the bar. Although it was getting towards dusk and the room was in shadow, I knew it could not be Joanna as she did not get to work until 18.00 hours. All I could make out was a white shrouded apparition. Suddenly it spoke.” I thought you’d never get here Adjutant. Pour me a stiff G&T and go easy on the T.”
The Wingco was back!
The whiteness was explained as he moved
Here is the latest of the series of Nigel Bouncer-Smythe letters to be unearthed from the archives of Smythe Hall by Nigel's biographer.
Nigel and the old adversary.
Bentangles Aerodrome. 22nd March, 1917.
My dearest Nigella, Just a few lines to let you know that I arrived back from the two weeks leave O.K. It was spiffing to get some time with you again, and to see the APs. Thanks awfully for the gloves and scarf. They will see me through
For Nigel Bouncer-Smythe It had been one of those days that started off badly, and went downhill from there. First thing that morning he had arrived back from Night escort duty to find that there was no breakfast remaining. Then whilst trying to get a nap his hut had sprung a leak right over his bed as the rain started teeming down. Even worse was the fact that just as it looked as if the night patrol would be napoo because of the weather, it stopped and the late evening
It all started to go wrong for Reiner as his G III crossed the lines in the early dawn on his way back from bombing the Englander’s back area. The three Friedrichshaffen had found the rail yards without much trouble, and after dropping the bombs were making for home, when just over the lines, he was caught by an Archie battery supporting a balloon which was just going up for an early look over no man’s land. The flack seemed
Originally Posted by Flying Officer Kyte
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