Exerpts From Hitler's Diary 1941

EXERPTS FROM HITLER’S DIARY 1941 "I never travel without my diary, one should always have something sensational to read . . . " Oscar Wilde, 1891 Tues May 9: Just when I was busy with plans for Russia, Rudolf Hess dropped by with crazy notion of flying to UK for peace. Said he bought some new boots yesterday for the trip - dead shiny . I’d like a pair like that. I told him - forget the trip and tell me where you got the boots. Wed June 22: Invaded Russia. Eggs for lunch - hard boiled again - I hate that. Must speak to Eva about it. Thurs June 23: 11:00 am - heard Chamberlain on radio again – that dreary voice! that paper-waving droopy-moustached old gopher! My small black moustache is much neater. 12:30 pm - inspected new bunker in East Prussia with smoother concrete walls . Eva wants to wallpaper them (nice little red flowers) and why not? 8:00pm - after dinner, practised arm-gestures for big Nuremburg speech on Saturday. Rehearsed a few ad libs. . . . Eva liked them. Fri June24: Rained all day. Slow day (almost invaded Egypt) - stayed in and read. Eva dyed her hair creamy-yellow. ( I’m gonna start calling her Blondy.) That new german shepherd Bormann gave me - I took her out for walk. . . . she's called Blondi too (Joke there - the guys will like it) . After dinner we all listened to Franz Lehar’s “Merry Widow” again. I love it. Eva fell asleep; so did the dog. Sat June 25: Nuremburg speech went ok. Got all the ad libs in except one. Rommel was on the phone talking about Africa and Libya, and some place called Tobruk. Must make a note – where is Tobruk? P.S. Must find out where Libya is. Sat Dec 6: Just read the latest in the newspapers....almost four million Russian prisoners now. Sun Dec 7: Those crazy Japanese have gone and done it. . . . oh boy, they’re gonna be in trouble! Thurs Dec 11: Oh, what the hell. . . in for a dime in for a dollar : this Russian war is too easy, I need a bit of a challenge. Think I’ll whiz down to the Reichstag tonight and tell ‘em we’re declaring war on the USA. Might get a pair of those shiny boots there too. …………………………………… Written by Sydney Peck for Constance La France ( A Rambling Poet ) - Contest Name: The Diary