POW Diaries 1945 February 23 1945 J.H.Hallam Stalag VIIIB

Februari 23 1945 Friday.

 

A cold sleep last night. Have slice of bread and salt for breakfast. The cart goes after dinner for rations. Dick has worked the oracle, he has been out, and brought a kit bag full of spuds in, also a pound of meat, and a good piece of Jerry sausage. The Gods must be smiling on us. Midday soup was good, also “bukshees”. Made a stew of the meat, and a few spuds for tea. Dick says he feels full, I do too. What a marvellous feeling. Tom gets some apples off the old Frau: today seems to be our lucky day.