Day 7 Tuesday 6th April.
Well all our illusions about German efficiency are well and truly vaporised.
Spent the morning buried in a book. Afternoon visit to the garage was greeted with shrugging shoulders; no eye contact and a very surly “come back tomorrow”
We reached our lowest ebb today. Feels like we have given up our lives, our friends and our home to lanquish, indefinitely, in some bloody field, in the rain, in the middle of nowhere.
Well all our illusions about German efficiency are well and truly vaporised.
Spent the morning buried in a book. Afternoon visit to the garage was greeted with shrugging shoulders; no eye contact and a very surly “come back tomorrow”
We reached our lowest ebb today. Feels like we have given up our lives, our friends and our home to lanquish, indefinitely, in some bloody field, in the rain, in the middle of nowhere.
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