28th March 1917

At Bermuda. The poor old Sick Bay is looking sickly with paint and general chaos, now that the painters are at work. They have some funny ideas about working, which causes frequent rows between them and we who have to suffer.

It was fine in the forenoon but has been rough and rainy since.

The Chaplain is under my care again with ear trouble.

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