70 years ago: Hong Kong's wartime diaries
26 Sep 1942, Barbara Anslow's diary
Submitted by Barbara Anslow on Mon, 2012-02-27 12:56Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Sat, 26 Sep 1942Mr Kelly said rumour is that within 4 days we shall hear something favourable about repatriation.
Irish Red Cross has donated money to Irish internees, who have handed it over to be devoted to Hospital deserving cases. Got dates and sugar, boiled same and result was some quite respectable jam.
Olive has an idea that we make bookmarks for all the patients who are in hospital on Christmas Day. Nice idea.
26 Sep 1942, R. E. Jones Wartime diary
Submitted by Admin on Thu, 2012-08-30 22:23Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Sat, 26 Sep 1942No news.
Chinese wine & corned beef for supper.
26 Sep 1942, Eric MacNider's wartime diary
Submitted by Old Man on Tue, 2014-07-08 22:53Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Sat, 26 Sep 1942MB concert postponed ("V")
26 Sep 1942, Chronology of Events Related to Stanley Civilian Internment Camp
Submitted by brian edgar on Sat, 2015-11-28 18:05Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Sat, 26 Sep 1942The labour drafts have created enough room in Shamshuipo (most of the 2,500 men sent to Japan have been from this camp) to accommodate the POWs left in North Point.
They move to Kowloon today, and North Point POW camp is closed.
Source:
Tony Banham, We Shall Suffer There, 2009, September 1942 (Location 1368)
26 Sep 1942, John Charter's wartime journal
Submitted by HK Bill on Sun, 2021-04-11 12:52Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Sat, 26 Sep 1942After the evening meal there are several alternatives which Y and I adopt – we walk to ‘C’ bungalow at about 7:00 p.m. and sit and chat with Maudie for an hour. She generally spoils us with some sweets or a cigarette which Sophie O’Dell has sent in by parcel or some biscuits she has made. Maudie is very generous to people in these ways.
It is very pleasant sitting out in the cool of the evening, watching the sun sink behind the hills across the sea. The peaks of the hills behind which the sun sets sends great pencils of light and shadow shooting right across the sky to the east; like the bloody fingers of some great giant. It really is rather unusual and beautiful. However, all one can get out of Maudie is, “Give me a cold grey November sky over a bit of England and you can keep all your damned sunsets and sunrises out here!” And I must say that is a sentiment that most of us hold in our hearts.