Christmas at the Hospital

I can remember one Christmas, we were dressing up and going around the wards and we had a prisoner of war ward too. Like we had the Italians and the Germans that needed operations and that. So we went round all the wards and I dressed up. I went to the Quartermaster stores and got him to give me a shroud and that’s what they bury you in and I got one of the air men to make me a halo and then I went to the cook house and I begged and cried for a sausage about that big. A nice sausage and I tied it on the end of a stick and we went around the ward singing. And then we thought, “Oh, let’s go and see the Germans, it’s Christmas”, so we went in there. Well they had a hoot and a holler when they saw us waggling this sausage. Oh, and everybody was looking at us, but we did things like that, you know, to cheer everybody up.