Diary Major John Kevin Lloyd - 14 Aug - 3 Nov 1945 - Manila - Jan 1946 - Part 8







FRIDAY OCT 19
Weather was worse than yesterday, but so far
not felt sea-sick. Investigated the ship. We have for 1st
class passengers a dining room, lounge with piano, a soft
drink bar, canteen, and boat deck. One bottle of beer is given
to each of us daily, with rum substituted occasionally.
Cigarettes and pipe tobacco are rationed. Sterling is the
currency used. Played bridge with new cards. Read Frank
Clunes "Dig" - the story of the Burke and Wills expedition.
Had a nice night with Henri, Edwards, Wining, Red Cross
superintendent, 2 civilians, Rex, etc.
SATURDAY OCT 20
Rounded the north of Sumatra and saw Labang Island
on the horizon. Weather has calmed. I am still terribly
impatient to reach home.
SUNDAY OCT 21
Mass in the cinema hall. Met Mrs Beatty, a Dutchwoman who
is married to an Australian. Also Mrs Brookman, a Irish woman with
two girls in their teens. I have a bottle of beer or a dot of rum
each night about 1800 hrs with McCrae and sometimes Brown or
Nicholson. I like a bit of rum. One feels as if one is walking on
air for an hour or two afterwards. Crossed the equator about now.
MONDAY OCT 22
The weather so far has been fresh - and to one who has been
in the tropics for five years it is delightful. We have had no oily
calm. The ship is pitching all the time. As a result nearly all
seasick. I myself seem to be a good sailor. I enjoy the movement
and have not missed any meal. The cool air is doing my skin
a lot of good. Thrice daily I receive attention with calomine lotion
and some green coloured spirit. When painted all over I look like
Tarzan camouflaged. Attended my first picture show and saw
"Indiana" in technicolour.
TUESDAY OCT 23
My daily routine is very simple. I rise about seven, breakfast at
eight and then read french and my war notes, and then perhaps
a novel or I play a game of bridge. After tiffin at 1300 hrs
I yarn with a woman for preference or read again until
beer time at 1800 hrs. The evening meal is eaten at 1900 hrs and
again, cards, books or a yarn until 2230 hrs, a walk on the boat
deck several times a day, as air and exercise. There are 71 cases of
VD on the ship. They are segregated and unfortunately on the
increase.
WEDNESDAY OCT 24
Started talking French to Mrs Brookman. I intend to spend
a period daily with her. It has given me confidence already.
THURSDAY OCT 25
Ken Briggs is funny with his comparison of the ship board
romances to horse racing. He goes on the boat deck early to see the
forms, Ring-nose Toose, Coverdell, Eagleston etc and of course
the fillies themselves/ Some are rank outsiders, others have the race'
almost won, the betting on some is 6 to 4 on. Everdell leads in the
weight for age, some fillies are difficult to bring to the barriers
etc. Tried to dance but the rolling of the ship was too great.
FRIDAY OCT 26
Weather still fresh and rough. Boat drill is now a thing
of the past. Inspection is still made at 1030 hrs. The amplifying
system is very poor. We hear news about every second day
Attended a picture show.
SATURDAY OCT 27
Inspected the engine room. Nearly all machinery is centralised.
It is an amazing place with its twin 4 cylinder Doxford engines
its water cooling, oil pressure and supply, compressed air starter,
emergency pumps, electrical system, refrigeration, plant, steam heater, etc.
SUNDAY OCT 28
Sighted land at daylight and dropped anchor a few miles off
Fremantle at 0600 hrs. Pulled in to the wharf about 0800 hrs. I was
strangely affect by the familiar sight of Australian men and
women, a brass band, Australian wharves, trains, buildings etc.
The families of WA boys were delightful to watch. They
eventually broke down the barriers and would go mad with
joy when they first sighted their boy. Ken Smith and his
brother were there to meet us. They came aboard for a drink
and later drove us via a river esplanade to the foot of
Mount ST. There Rex who was with me and myself called
on Charlie Stern. We left him about midday to have a meal
in the city but the hotels could not take us in. Eventually
we obtained a meal at the Phyllis Dean Institute. There we
met two WAAFs Nurse Morris and another. The former phoned
her waitress sister. Mrs Burston whose husband is Dr Burston
late of Toorak Road Camberwell, and sister Mrs Morris changed
friends at air HQs (hope Burton was the newcomer) we met Mrs
Burston and drove out to Como beach. From there we
drove back to the Morris's for tea. The girl's father is Chief
auditor of Dalgetys. Phoned Nancy and found great difficulty
in saying anything which would suit such an occasion. Her
voice sounded richly sweet and young Ann spoke like
an adult. I was staggered. Went to The Rendezvous for
airforce people, danced for an hour, participated in a
half hour broadcast during which Rex and I were
welcomed home and were put on the bus by Morris
and Scotland of the womens land army. Arrived aboard
and joined a party of men in the cabin of the OC troops.
Received a letter from Warren, one of the few. At last I have
had a break with mail. It was a lovely day, the weather
was fine, the night air like wine, the garden beautiful
with flowers.
MONDAY OCT 29
Pulled out about 0630 hrs. The weather is perfect. Received
3 telegrams, from Nanny, Soph and the Aunts. Had to change
cabins to give room to a TB airforce officer named
Cameron. Am now in with Col Madden. Yarned with the
Ships captain. Had two hours of a glorious sunbath in
the turret of the rocket thrower. Saw a whale.
TUESDAY OCT 30
Saw the last of WA. It looked like some mountainous islands
on the horizon. Am reading Frank Clunes "Dig", the story of the
Burke and Wills expedition. The weather is freshening and the ship
has a lot of movement. It is our first really cold day. Have seen
several albatross. Carey, Toose, Everdell and McDonald gain a combined
birthday party, a very bright party indeed. I remained sober.
WEDNESDAY OCT 31
The roughest seas yet. However I do not feel the least bit sea-
sick. I have been the same for the whole trip. Nearly every
afternoon before dinner I have a very pleasant glass of beer with
CC troops, OC draft & McCrae. A soldier named Coghlan committed
suicide by jumping overboard at dusk. Light & buoys were dropped,
the ship stopped and a lifeboat party put off and made a search
without success. Went to the pictures and saw Holy Matrimony the
story of the painter who poses as his dead butler. Re-read for the
umpteenth time all of Nancy's letters.
THURSDAY NOV 1
Attended Mass at 0700 hrs. Went to Confession. I am in a grand
state of excitement. The next two days will never pass Nothing
seems to worry me, in fact everything seems so pleasant. I think
of the coming re-union over and over again. and keep visualising
every detail of my meeting my family. I feel that Saturday next
will be the happiest day of my life.
FRIDAY NOV 2
Read all day to keep my mind off the morrow. Am even more
excited than yesterday. The coast came into view during the
morning and we rounded Cape Otway in the early afternoon,
attended a picture show at night. Entered the heads about
2000 hrs. It is impossible to describe adequately the effect of
seeing the lights of Portsea, Sorrento and then - Melbourne. Retired
before the ship dropped anchor off Williamstown at 2300 hrs.
Thought I would not sleep, but fell off almost immediately.
SATURDAY NOV 3
up at 0500 hrs. Had a good look at Melbourne from the bay. The
first of my great wishes fulfilled at last. Had various good-byes.
The ship berthed at 0800 hrs and I went off about 0900 hrs.
FRIDAY JAN 18
Left Essendon aerodrome ^with Major H J Williams on a C47 at 0930 hrs
The passengers were mostly Australian with a few Americans and
Dutch. We saw the northern suburbs of Melbourne , Yan Yean and
Kinglake range when we flew into clouds and stayed there
almost to Sydney. I saw some of the forests south of the city. Then
Sydney itself landed at Mascot 1300 hrs, had some coffee and
sandwiches and took off again at 1430. Flew over the city, the
Heads, Manly, The Hawksbury, McPherson Ranges and so to Brisbane.
I could pick out the Town Hall and Victoria Bridge across the
Brisbane River although it is 19 years since I last visited the place.
Landed at Archfield and were driven into the city by staff
Club. At the Officers Club I met Gray Schneider and Butch McCaffery
in the bar and had a yarn together. Phoned McCawley but he
was away in Sydney and will not be back for a few days. Sent
telegram to Nancy and went to the theatre to see National Velvet.
Left the club at 2330 for Archfield.
SATURDAY JAN 19. Took off at 0200 hrs in an ANA plane under
charter to US Air Force with only 8 passengers and several large crates.
Brisbane lights are very pretty and seem to stretch to the
horizon. Slept till 0600 hrs when we passed over Townsville and
landed. Had a shave and sandwich and took off at 0800 after
chasing 3 of the passengers who had strayed away. Put out to sea,
passed over Palm Island and on to the Barrier Reef. The colour
was very beautiful. Sighted New Guinea just South of Port Moresby
and was surprised to find little jungle on the coastal belt. The
mountains loomed up ahead dark with forest and we climbed
to 15000 feet to clear them, just over the Kokoda Pass. Opened
water bottle and the cork burst out because of the higher pressure
inside. At that height breathing is not easy and the pilots used
oxygen masks. Clearing the peninsular going due north we put
out to sea and sighted [[?inehoven]]. It is situated out on a
promatary. There were several small ships tied up at tow wharfs
and some dumps were noticeable among the rows of bush.
We landed safely had some refreshment, changed our crew
and took off at 1400 hrs. The trip up the coast is really
wonderful. Native villages can be seen, many all on rivers
or the seaside. Cocoanut plantations were sprinkled in the
jungle. the drop into Hollandia is very beautiful and one can
see the great extent of building, which housed at one time
among a great base, HQ Pacific. These New Guinea bases are
quite new but there is evidence of tremendous activity and
expense. The few men still there are happy enough but one could
not help wishing that they would soon go back to Australia and
America. At Hollandia we took on some US troops mostly colored
men. The staff work of Movement Pacific at the US TCW is
really efficient. Saw a shoal of porpoises. The usual cruising height
is 8000 feet and the speed about 140 miles per hour. Am feeling
very fit but a little travel-weary. Have read a lot and studied
some French. I have been able to spend a lot of time in the pilot
cabin where the view is best. The crews are very friendly being
a mixture of Australian RAAF and ANA pilots. Arrived at BIAK
an hour after dark and landed safely. Had a meal, a shower
an went to bed under a mosquito net. The bugs wakened me about
midnight and so I changed my stretcher.
SUNDAY JAN 20
The rain woke me at 0425 hrs and I got a fright as we
were to pull out at 0430. Woke everybody and then discovered
that I had not put my watch back an hour. Took off in the
dark from the small island and flew north over the sea
Saw an active volcano as we approached MOROTAI. We had only
15 minutes there and Williams and I nearly missed the plane
as we were watching the wireless operators at work Then over
the camp and dumps and saw some AIF on a route march.
The trip along among the islands is memorable. Saw a few
native villages and some plantations. Passing MINDANAO ISLAND
on our port side we sighted LEYTE. After a very rough trip
landed about noon at TACLOBAN airfield and had lunch
in an American canteen, a very nice meal with cold drinks.
Broken planes and landing [[?]] are very much in evidence
are mostly pulled into the sea close inshore. Crew
changed - now we have all ANA pilots and no RAAF. The
city is quite large several large brick or stone buildings stood
out among rows of shops and banks and there is much shipping
in the harbour. Natives well is also in evidence with a new
style of fish shop shaped as [hand drawn diagram, see original document]. Phillippinos resemble Malays
and are fighting among themselves and killing a
few American Negro troops for entertainment. I was told
that Williams and myself should have been offloaded
at BIAK to make way for more petrol but the staff work
went wrong fortunately. The trip to MANILA was very
picturesque and my first view of the great sprawling city
was a thrill. We landed at Neilson air-field about 1600
This place is thick with planes and thousands of crates of
unassembled machines. Great canvas hangars are in evidence
We were driven into the city and I was shocked and
appaled at the terrible destruction and the inevitable
dirty of the city. We were directed from the City Hall to
our billet in the PERALTA FLATS, a 9-story building
which stands relatively intact in a sea of debris of
bombed or burnt out ruins. There is a P store (canteen)
and we had a small bottle of beer each for 20 centaves
Went for a short walk with Williams but soon realised
there is nothing to see. Returned to our flat which we are
sharing with 6 US Majors and yarned with one PECK, a
regular Army officer. Electric light is laid on and water
is running in the bathroom.
MONDAY JAN 21
Up at 0630 and walked over to the MANILA HOTEL for
breakfast as PERALTA dining room closed last night. This
hotel is one of the best buildings still standing and is
situated on the waterfront. Like every other place it is
spatted with bullet and shell holes, but has been cleared
up and is habitable. Both places are reserved for officers
which includes their nurses. Then we went to the office
of the Apprehension Section of the War Crimes and "exchanged
thoughts" on our business with Lt Col Ferguson. He is very
helpfull and is going to eliminate all Jap war remnants
already held elsewhere. Until this is done we are free to
see the city. Went to the City Hall and met their Major
TIGHE, the Aust liaison officer here. Also in the building
is the Aust Signal Section and post officer under a Lieutenant
McVish. Tighe drove us to the Finance Section where we
changed our pounds for pesos receiving 6.45 per pound
then on to the PX realisation sales where I bought a pair
of US Officers shoes for 7.20 pesos. Returned to Ferguson in the
T & C building, were given a Lieut THOMAS and his jeep to
show us around. Had an early lunch and drove south along
TAFT Ave which runs parallel to the sea and one block
away from it. The devestation is terrific. All public buildings
which appear to have been first class edifices are completely
ruined. The Japs blasted and burnt what was left of each
building after being shelled by US artillery and before they
left. The damage is unbelievable. Singapore is relatively
intact by comparison. Business houses and homes, churches
and schools were treated in the same way. There is no
building intact and large areas are just a mass of rubble
and tin, now rusted. All tramcars are destroyed and tar roads
have been built over the tracks. Great American camps
and dumps sprawl everywhere and are the only clean place
in the city. I have never seen before such large dumps,
acres and acres of rubber trees, petrol, food etc under
tarpaulins and surrounded by barbed wire. We stopped
at an old Spanish Church built in 1610. Its walls are many
feet thick and are buttressed by great pillars of bluestone.
Unfortunately it was locked up, as everything else in this city
has to be for protection against thieves. Then we drove
to see the highlight of the day. the trial of General Homma.
The hearing is taking place in what is left of an old court
house on the waterfront. All around is desolation and this
man responsible is facing retribution for his many crimes.
Outside, Manila Bay is littered with hundreds of ships
standing well out from the shore and many great B29
droned overhead throughout the whole proceedings. Inside
under the US and Filipino flags, sat the Commission presided
over by Maj Genl DONOVAN assisted by 4 others. Homme sat on
the left with 4 counsel for the defence. He was dressed in
a three piece grey suit with soft collar. He is almost bald and looks like a benevolent old Japanese gentleman. He
chatted with his counsel - US army officers, before entering
the court. Prosecuting officers, MPs, interpreters and short hand
machinists comprised the rest of the court. In the audience
there was only one Filipino and we two who were not US
army and airforce personnel. Camera men and reporters
were everywhere and we came in for a certain amount of
attention as Australians. We had to pose for a movie
camera. Homme is the Jap general who was in command of
operations against the Phillippines from 9 Dec 1941. He is
charged with some 50 crimes including the bombing of
Manila declared open by MacArthur by broadcast, the
refusal to accept Wainwright's surrender. On 6 May 1942,
widespread rape, the originator of the Death March of
the surrendered garrison and so on. Wainwright did and
chief confidant for ten years Lt Col PUGH, arrived by air
from WASHINGTON last night and took the witness stand.
Microphones are tied on the chest of all speakers in
the Court. He told how the US Forces withdrew from the
BATAAN peninsula to four islands at the mouth of
Manila Bay, the principal island being CORRICOR. On
May 6 at 1030 hrs and at half hour intervals Wainwright
broadcast a message to the Japanese that he considered
further resistance useless. [[His ?]]eleven thousand were being
killed at the rate of 50 to 100 daily and had been living on
half rations since 9th March. There were over a thousand
wounded sheltering in a tunnel. He said he would
hoist a white flag at noon and would order his men
to lay down their arms simultaneously. He proceeded
to do this and sent a staff officer to a specified point
to contact any Jap officer who would come there to meet
him. The Japs refused to meet with this officer and
demanded to see Wainwright. It was nuisance for this
commander to go by boat to the mainland and with
Maj Genl BEEBY, Col PUGH, Major DOOLEY and LAWRENCE and
with HOMMA. At a small house about midnight
he handed his victor a written unconditional surrender
and said he wished to surrender. HOMMA refused to
accept the surrender for the whole of the Phillipines. This
he refused to do as he said he had given orders to
Genl SHARP on MINDANAO to consider himself a separate
commander and responsible to Macarthur (who had left
them in March). Homma and his staff stalked out of the
house and drove off. Wainwright returned to [[?]]
and held a conference. At 0900 hrs he again met some Jap
staff officers and drove to Manila Broadcasting Station
where he broadcast a message to SHARP and the other
two Colonels who were holding out elsewhere. He also
sent a long message to SHARP by an officer in a Jap plane
asking him in the name of humanity to comply with
Homma's wishes. This was done late that afternoon. This
particular charge against Homma is that during these
negotiations and after the white flag had been hoisted
he had continued to bomb and shell the troops who had
laid down their arms. The case for the prosecution was
concluded and counsel for defence asked for a ten day
adjournment. He was given to 28 Jan. We drove back
home, bought four cartons of cigarettes for 4 pesos, some goggles
for 2.25 and, of course, a bottle of iced beer. Tighe drove
us to the remaining officers quarters, ELENA PLAYS, for dinner.
The only unusual dish was the soucrow(?) vegetable.
Returned home and wrote to Nancy.
TUESDAY JAN 22
Up early, had breakfast at the Manila Hotel and took
the ferry bus to the T & C before 0900. Worked hard all day
on our lists, with a break for lunch with Col Ferguson
at the Avenue Hotel. Major Thomas drove us around the
city and dined with us at the Manila. We bought some
more cigarettes and a fountain pen (ps 1.20). Then we saw
"Anchors Aweigh" in technicolour with Gene Kelley and
Sindra. Looked in at the dance on the 9th floor in this
building and then wrote to Ann.
WEDNESDAY JAN 23
Worked hard all day. Met yesterday Major Wilde AIF, &
Capt Cole of the War Crimes Section. Read a few of the counts
on Jap atrocities - they are beastial. Bought two Eversharp pens
for 10 pesos each. Feel absolutely fit. Manila was bombed by
the Japs when they were conquering the P.I and some damage
was done even though the city had been declared open. The
Japs on the other hand carried out a deliberate wrecking and
burning of the city before they were driven out in turn. The
city is almost a complete ruin. There is not one building
unscathed. All main buildings were dynamited or burnt
before the Jap were forced out. Shelling accounts for alot of damage
and most buildings are spattered inside and out by MG &
bullets. The Assembly and other public buildings are simply
a mass of concrete, iron and tin. Even the ancient walls
around the Walled City. Intemuros are breached. Nearly all
churches and schools, Dominican, De La Salle etc shared the
same fate. Some of these were priceless old buildings. There are
acres and acres of completely burnt out areas, few trees
are left standing and everywhere the grass is running wild.
Destroyed tramcars line the streets and the US Army have made
new roads over the tracks. All bridges are damaged or broken.
The civil electric light plant was destroyed. Water is running in
some of the buildings, mostly occupied by the Army. Everywhere
is dirt, filthy drains, pools of water, dust, and rubbish. The
banking area near where I work fared not so badly. The HongKong
& Shangai Bank however was burnt out. The traffic of army
vehicles is terrific. The rule of the road here since July last is
to keep to the right and I have great difficulty in getting
used to it as I am driven around in jeeps. There are a
considerable number of civilian vehicles and bought army
trucks, mostly used for passenger services. The taxis are like
miniature buses with a door at the back and room for four
and very dirty. Garrys are fairly numerous and the ponies
harness is heavily ornamented with brass. Many square
miles of burnt out areas or open fields have been made into
immense camps or dumps, or transport lines. I have seen
acres and acres of food, of tyres, of oil, of general equipment, of
broken vehicles and so on. As I write this, officers quartered
here and now drinking in the club on the ninth floor
are throwing beer bottles into the ruins of an empty bath
room in the adjoining block, a drop of eight stories. The who
places one into what was once the inner sanctum
collects all round. So far no one has been killed.
THURSDAY JAN 24
Worked usual hours until 1100 hrs. I have read some of the
files on atrocities and they make me mad. Everywhere
these Jap beasts went, from Manchuria to New Guinea, Burma
to the Admiralty Islands, they left behind them a trail of
massacre, murder, beatings to death, beheadings, rapes, cruelty,
starvation, looting and destructions. The crimes against
humanity are so widespread that one can come only to one
conclusion; that it was a policy directed from Tokyo.
Walked back through Intramuros. The walls are immensely
thick and breached in several places. 50000 shells fell into
this city and almost wiped it out. I visited the only building
still inhabited - the church and attached monastery of Saint
Augustan, converted in 386 at Carthage. I signed in the book,
made a donation and was shown into the inner court
or what is left of it. Very large paintings, all of holy subjects
line the four walls of that church which surrounds the court.
The buildings on two sides opposite each other are a mass of
ruins. On another side is the residential portion and on the
fourth side - the church. The red lamp burns inside. The altar
is plain with broken silver lining the wall above it. Around
each wall are side altars in alcoves, each with its
dressed memorial plates to the dead. Great chandelabra hang
from the roof. Only about half the floor is covered with seats.
Near the back are the hand carts which bear a statue for
a procession. The stations are rather poor. The organ is around
but very good excepting that the Filipinos have stolen the
motor. Immense parchment books more than two feet square
and six inches thick stand on a revolving pedestal. The music
and words in latin are so long that the choir can see them from
any part of the loft. The roof is 2 2/3 metres thick, thinning to one
metre at the top, really earthquake proof. Unfortunately everything
looks old, neglected, dirty almost tawdry. There is a bell tower
above. I yarned with the Spanish priest- dressed in white. He
said that his congregation now is entirely made up of Army
personnel. He is very staunch in his support of Franco. Outside
the church is almost surrounded by American negro camps
and MT Yards. Changed, went to the Manila for dinner and
a picture show, walked down town in time to see the night
clubs closing at 2230 and came home to bed.
The city is full of American officers, soldiers, sailors and
their dress is fairly uniform they wear their shirt sleeves long and
the MPs wear helmets. Hitchhiking seems to be the recognized
thing and there are places set aside for it. Jeeps by the thousand
dash in and about The heavier traffic which consists of some
enormous vehicles. The men are a very mixed lot from white
to black, yellow to red. There are many American born Japs
who are called Nisie. At night, the officers sit in the hotels
and clubs - amid the ruins - whilst many enlisted personnel
seek diversion around the lighted portion of the city with
its hot-dog tables, and night-clubs. On the whole they are well
behaved.
FRIDAY JAN 25
Worked all day. Became a visiting member of the Army
Club and spent the evening there. It was most enjoyable, a bottle
of beer in the bar, then a very tasty four course dinner with a
Filipino band playing sweet dinner music later to be followed
by dance music.
SATURDAY JAN 26
Worked until nearly 1900 hrs to finish the job, Went as
a guest of Major Peck to the A&N Club for a pleasant beer
and dinner. Later returned to see the great crowd at the
dinner dance. The Filipinos are going through a rather hard time.
They are short of clothing and nearly every man wears a US uniform
or part uniform. On the whole they are shabby and a good many
are dirty. Few of the women still wear the traditional dress
with its blouse of transparent net or veil with high shoulders.
Most women however adopt western dress of a rather poor
or simple type. Both sexes, particularly the women, are short
and dumpy. They have no trams or trains and are now
dependent on all sorts of vehicles for their transport from
bought US Army trucks and jeeps to miniature buses and pony
garrys. They have built themselves shanties amidst the ruins
or are huddling inn corner of large, demolished buildings. They
are carrying on under great difficulties, laundries, bus driving, labouring, selling foodstuff, curries, hot dogs, clothing, plenty of spirits, and fair amount of tinned stuff bought or stolen
from the US army trucks and jeeps, fishing and in clerical positions with the
US army, providing MPs, etc
SUNDAY JAN 27
Went fasting to Mass in the Quizon Church, founded in 1586. It
was an enlightening experience. Booths selling all sorts of things
almost surrounded the church. At the door stood candle sellers
and a blind man squatting in the middle of the way with his
wife and children squatting, placed behind him in a straight
row. Inside the church was crowded with both sexes. There
was constant movement of people coming or going or even walking
through for a short cut! The most amazing feature were the
women who kneel at the door and make their way on their
knees right up the aisle to the rather open space at the
communion rails> many carried their babies and a candle whilst
other young children wander aimlessly around their mothers
seeming to be wondering what it is all about. The congregation
has full access to the open space around the altar and
women knelt there or wandered in and out- during Mass. A girl
took up one of the collections. Alone, wandering into each
bench in turn. But for many broken windows, the church is
almost intact> Communion was given after Mass and the priest
has to distinguish between communicants and the women who
kneel at the rails for the whole of Mass. The figure of the
Laveau carries a cross is dressed in black robes. The women wear
net or kerchiefs over their hair. Returned to the Manila Hotel
for breakfast and then was driven by Lieut Thomas for a days
outing. We drove south for some 35 miles through closely
settled country, producing rice, sugar, corn, salt, fruit and
poultry> Thrashing of the rice is done by the simplest means
and in front of most houses rice or coconut, of coffee, or corn
is spread out on mats to dry. It was a delight to leave the
ruins and dirty city. We drove along Laguna de Bay was picturesque
Called at a Jap POW camp for lunch with Lieut Spencer. The
contrast with what I experienced as a POW was most marked.
They have electric light and running water, camp stretchers about
5 feet to a man, well equipped and well stocked kitchens
and a panorama of mountain, lakes and countryside. There
are several compounds including special ones for very high ranking
officers, war criminals, women (about 400) officers and
ordinary POWs. The POWs do all the work for the American
staffs and grow all vegetables. I saw Yamashitas but in
xxxxx the condemned to death section. Drove on to the
port of Babangas in the south of the island and had a look
at the shipping. There are many landing craft still sticking out
of the water where they were sunk in the attack. Soldiers
thronged the street coming from the innumerable camps and
dumps all along the road. A bottle of beer cost me 4/6d.
Continued along the coast through towns which for a change
had not been destroyed by the war. Some contain ancient
churches in dominate positions. Cattle, carabou & brahmins,
pigs and poultry were quite plentiful. We saw two
cockfighting arenas, and hundreds of men everywhere carrying
the best f
ighters to a neighbour or to the arena. Darkness
fell before we could reach Lake Taal and the Taal Vista hostel.
Returned to Manila and coffee and sandwiches at the club.
MONDAY JAN 28
Williams left before daylight for Brisbane. I called
at the office and wrote a letter to Mary. Then I had my first
good look at the town. I wondered for miles through all
sorts of streets and alleyways, went into dozens of shops and
visited two churches. There are plenty of goods for sale nearly
all American. Native handicraft is extremely rare, and artificial
The grass skirts which are being pressed on the GIs are simply
not worn. The Americans wanted to believe that the Filipino
women wore those things and so these people have made
them for the Americans. There are a few locally made grass
bags,, hats etc and ornamentally carved clogs. That is all,
and prices are prohibitive. Beer is P1 per bottle but in the
PXs it costs 20 centaves. A fine wire silver brooch costs
Ps 15 in the shop but cost P5.3 in the PX. Clothing, jewellry,
books, souvenirs, fruit (mongos cost P2.50 each) tinned goods etc,
on show everywhere, but all four or five times dearer than
in Melbourne. The city is extremely dirty off the main roads
No doubt the inhabitants must improvise shelter but that is
all they have done. Piles of trash line the streets, and are been
added to daily. The canals are black and filled with filth.
and people are living in unconceivably dirty areas. I have never
seen such a dirty city and do not want to go back into
it again. I visited the Church of Lan Labishan, rather new
and seemingly intact. The stained glass windows, the high altar
of glass with light behind, the heavy silver panels and lamps
are rather well done. It seems to be one clean cool and
wholesome place in a city of dirt. I had to pay Ps1 to see
the queer building of Jose Cramps. Had drink with three
American Majors at the Club and went to bed about 2030 hrs
thoroughly tired.
TUESDAY JAN 29
Received a letter from Nancy and I am sorry now that I
am not on my way home. I am finding it difficult to
wait for Thursday morning and am concerned about the
probability of getting a spot in a plane on that day. I
collected two haversacks from the AIF camp, bought some
stamps and photos, had lunch at the Manila and went
back to my apartment for a read and a sleep. Had an early
dinner in the club, went down to the wharves to see some
thousands of troops going aboard a hosp ship on their way
home - and it made me more homesick than ever. The
ships have no portholes whatsoever. Saw a picture at the
Manila and went home to write to Mim at 0930 hrs.
WEDNESDAY JAN 30
Made arrangements for my departure from Manila in the
morrow. Drove out to the WAC WAC Club for AFWE&AC officers and
had a swim in a delightful pool. Dozens of American officers in
brown and white singles were playing golf caddied by small
Filipino boys. Became acquainted with a very good diver who
started a conversation by asking me had I done much swimming in
my life. The jeep ordered for my return failed to report and I
jumped a truck filled with Filipino surveyors. The eastern
suburbs are not much demand and the club was an oasis
of cleanliness and green lawns. Packed after dinner and went to bed.
THURSDAY JAN 31.
Rose at 0200 hrs, drove off at 0300 hrs and took off from Neila
Field at 0500 hrs with only 5 passengers. Ian Tacloban from
the cockpit. Stayed there about 30 minutes leaving at 0730 hrs without
anything to eat. The US Red Cross outfit had moved out since I was
here a fortnight ago. Arrived Morotai about noon for another
30 minutes refuelling. Pushed on to Biak arriving there at 1700
and went with the view to be quartered by the US Army. Had cut
cheese sandwiches and coffee but was able to see the film
"Walk in the Sun" (the American in Italy) and enjoyed a shower.
FRIDAY FEB 1
Rose at 0400 hrs and took off at 0530 without breakfast. Saw
Hollandia come into view from the cockpit , a really magnificent
view. Found an American gasmask of the latest model and took
possession of it for young Johnny. Arrived at Finchaven and was
able to get some food there. Took off at 1300 hrs and arrived over
Townsville about 1700 hrs. I had a splendid view of the town
which surrounds a small ridge about 1000 feet high. Left there
at 1900 and landed at Archfield Brisbane at 23 hrs.
SATURDAY FEB 2
Had to wait until 0100 for a car to the Officers Club
in the city. Customs officers searched the plane but not us as
we were all soldiers. Got to sleep about 0200 but was
wakened at 0645 by bright sunshine and the noise of the city,
Am in a room with two other officers. Phoned Nancy at Point
Lonsdale only to be told she had left only half an hour
before. Sent a telegram instead - with phone number. I am
feeling my malarial aches again and am dosing myself with
Atabrin. Phone Alf McCawley but he was out. Symons is in Cairns.
Visited the gardens and met Grey Schneider en route. Am
intensely desirous of seeing Nancy again and am very impatient
to be on my way. My love for her and my admiration for her
grows stronger week by week. I hope never to be parted from
her again.

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