P.O.W. Diaries 1945 April 24 1945 J.H.Hallam Stalag VIIIB

Tuesday April 24 1945


Not quite so cold. Slept well too. We have lain in bed till soup comes up. The soup was terrible today, just potatoe water. We shall not exist long if that is all we're going to get. Make haste bread rations, I hope the Yanks arrive soon or we shall be walking shadows. News is very vague. Quite a commotion about the soup. I lay in this morning just dreaming about the food I used to eat at home, and before I was captured. It is terrible

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