Major Fearon was very worried that we returned so late. He asked for recce plane to look for us, but none could be spared.
Military have gone mad and broken up nearly everything in our absence. Demolitions everywhere.
In the afternoon, the boat was unloaded and the group moved to new quarters. “Fibre” white houses residence along the Telok Anson – Kampar Road.
Had a little Hogmanay Eve celebration. We drank lots of Toohey beer.
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