On parade in the morning. Cleaned out rooms. I was orderly man, and missed a route march which the other fellows did.
Received postcard from Joe saying Marmie was going through Sheffield1 and I might see her. Spent the afternoon in the station but didn’t see her. Mr Young† finished off my job. Had tea in the Soldiers’ Home. Played the piano a good bit.
We do not know where Marmie was going; perhaps to Lincoln, where she and Joe had lived up to 1914. ↩