Ken Holland was
resilient and by the morning of 22 September had bounced back from his ticking off. Nothing dented
his natural enthusiasm for long. There was no flying for him (although
‘Deanesley and Bayles [were] shot up by a Ju 88 which got away’) so he had a
‘sleepy day’. As he lolled around, there was ‘bags of panic in the afternoon
about invasion’ but he did not take it seriously. He had plans to go into Weymouth
for a few quiet drinks with friends. As had happened so often before, Ken’s
outing turned into a late night (sorry, early morning) drinking session and he turned
in at 2.00 a.m.
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