Beloved mess tent
It’s hard to describe how welcome the sight of this tent was every afternoon when we arrived in camp. The promise of sitting, of a hot cup of tea, of jokes flying back and forth, and, most of all, of a bit of warmth.
Beloved mess tent
It’s hard to describe how welcome the sight of this tent was every afternoon when we arrived in camp. The promise of sitting, of a hot cup of tea, of jokes flying back and forth, and, most of all, of a bit of warmth.
Eva Melusine Thieme 