I shall be a handy man soon. Yesterday I washed my only shirt. We were
allowed only one with us and one at the base. I have washed it twice a
month and used all my soap. Washing is a luxury, but I have managed a
couple of good swims. The worst part of yesterday’s washing was that
just as I had finished wringing it out orders came to move off, and I
have been all night shirtless, and it looks as though I shall be a day
or two without, because I have no opportunity of hanging it out to dry:
_A Private, of Bridlington_.