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Morning came and we broke laager as usual at first light and pulled about half-a-mile away from Brigade...
We had picked up the pilot officer when the Jerry guns had gone into action just before dark: apparently...
I should imagine there were only about four ships in the harbour of any size, apart from a destroyer, and...
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