63rd day (4 June 1917)

Rumoured that one of the ships saw a mine yesterday – the cruiser certainly went back and reconnoitred.  We saw a swallow flying about the ship.  It is light at 4.30 a.m. and up to 7.30 p.m. so we must be getting well up North.  Warwick took a snapshot of me prior to the sacrifice of my penwipe moustache.  I am kissable once more.