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THE CRAWL.

We were gathered around the cookhouse in small groups, . after mess the other night, having a chat about old times, etc., when the conversation turned to swimming. “I can do the Australian crawl,” said “Snow,” who is not by any means a modest bloke. “I learned to do it years ago and I’m pretty good at it, too!” - “Cripes!” said one of the wags. “It’s a ruddy wonder that you aren’t a z ruddy general by now, then!” x

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War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 3

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THE CRAWL. War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 3

THE CRAWL. War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 3

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