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The following story appears courtesy of and with thanks to Gord and Leslie Davison.

After transferring to the third battalion around the first week in August 1944, I found myself attached as medic with the Headquarters company. The Medical Officer was Captain Rutherford and I knew some of the other medics slightly, but now I cannot remember any of their names.
As I was still a member of the first Brigade things did not change much. We were constantly being briefed for the next possible operation, or being debriefed from the last one, which had not come off. We were stationed in Spalding in Lincolnshire, a pleasant market town, and were billeted in what was a recreational park but which had been taken over for the duration. Our accommodations were Nissen huts, which were notorious for being very cold in the winter and uncomfortably warm in the summer. Fortunately this was the middle of August and it was quite pleasant. Life went on pretty much the same, constant training and exercises, briefings for future operations and out on the town, either in the pubs or at the Corn Exchange dancing, in the evenings.

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