Yesterday’s and today’s runs have taken us well down into tropical waters. Flying fish abound, whales and porpoises have been sighted, and today I saw the famed nautilus float by – that fairy fish-boat which sails away, diaphanous and undismayed, on the ocean waters. A ship in full sail swept past in the morning sun. All is Digger.
3 thoughts on “Friday, 2nd May (1919)”
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“All is Digger.” NZ lingo at its best, or is it just that “charming” accent?
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You know, Dennis, I hadn’t realised “Digger” could be used like that – perhaps Lincoln was being a touch creative.
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Creative is certainly the word for Lincoln. We have seen it throughout. Now he seems to have found another gear and is taking his descriptive effort to another level.
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