December 12, 1918
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Was called at 6.10 a.m. and was down to breakfast about 6.45, which I had in company with one of our flying officers. Walked along to the station and found that I had lost my pass so had to apply for a ticket which was granted without demur. Had the good fortune to be invited into a pullman car by a porter who was making a bit on the side, so I did the journey seated in a lounge chair with coffee brought in during the journey.
On arriving at Folkestone we went straight on to the boat and reached Boulogne after a nice but foggy trip about 12 o’clock. Instead of marching to the rest camp I broke off with a couple of others and went and had a good dinner at the Restaurant opposite the station after leaving our kits at the cloak room. After dinner I learnt that Lance Todd was in charge of a Field butchering but when I went along I found that he was out on a courtmartial.
Returning to the station I decided to stop the night and catch the 9.30 a.m. train next day from the Turlington Siding. Had a good meal at 6 p.m., but was unfortunate in my bed, it being very second rate. However I slept well, turning in about 10 p.m. Raining most of day which did not make the return any the more cheerful.