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Myself next to a Palestine Policeman aircraft guard, was taken July 1942 at St. Jean Palestine, a 'grim place' I've noted. Akir, the next aerodrome was better, but the ground personnel lived very rough in tents. My special pal, Roger Dugdale, another Instrument basher and ardent communist, and I spent three days living in a 'kibbutz' close to Akir, which was very interesting. Later, Roger was killed in a 159 Lib. flying from (I think Digri), 'over the hump' to China. Photo & Text Courtesy Of George Barker-Read.