At Middle Wallop, Stuart Walch sat down to
write to his family. He had been busy on convoy patrols and had already notched
up a number of successes over the last two weeks, including on 26 July the
destruction of a 109 25 miles south of Portland. Not that he knew
anything of it, but the 109 was that of 2/JG 27’s Fw Günther Bör who was killed
that day. Now, he wanted to tell his family a little of those last few busy
days, playing down the danger and commending the men in his flight for their
actions, rather than his own: ‘Some of the combats I have been in have been
rather wild while they lasted. So far I seem to have been in the show with my
section only (not a terrific support against the odds we have met from time to
time). Still, my boys are damn good and have proved themselves very reliable
supporters, as you can imagine, ‘cause once we (the three of us) met thirty and
got a couple. Once my flight (six of us), which I was leading, met eighty, and
again when I was on my own I got mixed up with fifteen. You have got to work
hard for a few hectic minutes on those occasions.’
Meanwhile,
Des Sheen finally received the good news that he could return to 72 Squadron. Over
the last few weeks with the newly renamed Photographic Reconnaissance Unit, he
had carried out a number of reconnaissance flights over Germany and Holland but
was now very happy to return to his old squadron which after a brief stint at
Gravesend but was now back at Acklington.
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