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<\/p>\nW.E. Pidgeon
\nC\/O DPR Unit
\nAPO DARWIN<\/p>\n
Sat. night
\n[31 Jul 1943]<\/p>\n
Darling,<\/p>\n
You\u2019re an awful nice kid to write me long letters.\u00a0 I likes \u2018em fine and appreciate in a big way your doing so well what with the quiet life you seem to be living.\u00a0 Keep it up honey \u2013 it\u2019s a great help to hear about the poor old civilians back home.\u00a0 It\u2019s great for the morale of our intrepid war correspondent.\u00a0 That\u2019s the kind of battling (with bores & loud speakers) which really shakes the soul.\u00a0 To see you standing up to it gives me fresh heart and a sterner eye.\u00a0 I think you are a darling.\u00a0 Looks as though this short separation helps somehow.\u00a0 Makes us think more about each other & how to be nicer in both large and tiny ways.\u00a0 Wish you were here for me to give a big hug & kiss. (platonic like?)<\/p>\n
The mosquito craft are zooming about in token formations, manoeuvring into position.\u00a0 I\u2019ve already received a few direct hits but retaliating have got 4 destroyed, 6 probable, and 32 near misses.\u00a0 There is no thought of my evacuating \u2013 I shall carry on in glory, in honor, and in love.\u00a0 It must in all fairness be reported that had the enemy be backed by squadrons of sand flies retreat would have been both rapid and inevitable.\u00a0 I have never seen a sandfly.\u00a0 They must have some sort of radio direction finding equipment especially tuned to my wave length.\u00a0 They never miss.\u00a0 The inverted craters scaring my beyootiful body bear ample witness to the efficiency of their aiming.\u00a0 I am not in the hunt.<\/p>\n
A constant drone of war reminiscences slithers round the corner of the mess but, thank God, no tap-tapping blasts the sub-tropic heaviness of the night.\u00a0 In fact it appears highly probable that there will be no rude & hearty interruptions to my pleasant solitude.\u00a0 It\u2019s a hell of a problem to be alone in any sort of comfort.\u00a0 And I could do with a spot of nice cold weather \u2013 Cripes \u2013 think of all that snow going to waste!<\/p>\n
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2 more of the enemy crashed screaming to their doom.\u00a0 6 more near misses.\u00a0 Am becoming quite an ace \u2013 what?<\/p>\n
Have just applied methylated spirits to my sand fly bites.<\/p>\n
Have also practically recovered from the correspondents\u2019 occupational disease \u2013 motor car arse and\/or crumpled coccyx.<\/p>\n
George Finey1<\/a><\/sup>George Finey<\/a>, caricaturist and artist was a lifetime long close friend and associate of Wep’s for around 60 years<\/span> wrote me too, the old villain, a very nice note telling me not to bust the poor old boiler.\u00a0 Tomorrow I\u2019ll settle down to a field day of letter writing.\u00a0 Whilst you are shivering (and maybe drinking sherry) or even eating, \u00bd an hour\u2019s mean time before me, I\u2019ll be lolling near naked in the sunshine sopping up all sorts of light rays and vitamins.\u00a0 Occasionally I shall put pen to paper.<\/p>\n Have been to a lousy picture tonight.\u00a0 One could hope to escape the uncivilizing influence of Wallace Beery2<\/a><\/sup>Wallace Beery<\/a> – American film and stage actor<\/span> at this local show \u2013 but no.<\/p>\n Shall put up one more ack-ack barrage before I turn in.<\/p>\n Anopheles, where art thou?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Time<\/span> Sunday morning<\/p>\n Scene<\/span> In the backyard young old Wep is discovered lounging in lounge \u2013 He is bare to the waist & under bright sunshine is simmering nicely giving forth sweet fleshy odors more fragrant than myrrh and sandalwood.\u00a0 Centre background is wire meshed kitchen. In right back is seen dimly as through a black blanc-mange a man and a bike.\u00a0 This man is a solid straight forward type not the sort who would make lewd use of a bike.\u00a0 In the foreground a grease trap & a pool covered with sludgy fat.\u00a0 2 Dogs, Mim and D\u2019ouevre sniff at pool and posteriors.\u00a0 As the curtain rises wep is again discovered writing to his beloved wife \u2013 anon and anon he brushes fat green ants off his bronzed gladiatorial form.\u00a0 A young lad, a press correspondents\u2019 driver, enters scratching his poll.<\/p>\n WEP:\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 G\u2019day!<\/p>\n DRIVER:\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 G\u2019day!<\/p>\n WEP:\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Have a good day yesterday?<\/p>\n DRIVER:\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Upta f—ing putty!\u00a0 The f—ing f—ers f—– round all f—ing day & f—-ing night.\u00a0 And wadda the f—ing f—ers f—ing well get.\u00a0 F— all!<\/p>\n (Driver exits back centre, scratching crutch & slavering at cook house).<\/p>\n (CURTAIN)<\/p>\n![\"24\"](\"http:\/\/wepidgeon.com\/pidgeonpost\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/02\/24.jpg\")
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