After being arrested in York in April of 1940, Jupp came to Australia on the HMT Dunera that set sail from Liverpool in July 1940 and arrived in Sydney in September 1940. From there he was taken to Hay.
“What am I doing? Nothing of great importance. I’m a cook in the vegetarian kitchen, do some English, a lot of reading and talking. I am keeping cheerful and confident and don’t worry about being sent to Australia; on the contrary – it widens the horizon somewhat and given plenty of good impressions an ideas. And that’s quite good, don’t you think?”
“It’s more than a year now that I was interned. How a year goes. And still behind barbed wire. Sometimes I am so sick of it, not only because of that indiscriminate looking up on us, but because of the silliness of it. To think of all that wasted time and manpower in a struggle like this!
Otherwise I am in good working condition and quite happy studying. Psychology and Philosophy, English and French. And on the whole I wait patiently for release. If they grand me work in England, I might return, as there seems to be no chance for us out here. But it is still far away, release and all.”
Orange, 18.7.1941 (after 15 months of internment)
“With us there is nothing altered basically after you left. We were all transferred to a different camp a few days after all preparations for the big swim (i.e. the approximately 60 day transport from Australia to England) turned water (we had even signed change-of-abode forms already) on Jan 26th or 27th. We lived in tents for some days and then came into our good old huts again, which was quite a treat then. The cam is quite nicely situated, you can see trees and grass and a little way down the hill “our” lake, only I’m mostly feeling tired to marvel at Beauty across barbed-wire fencing. There are some changes but we are supposed not to write about them. For us it is much the same. Pettiness and all the village-stuff you know. After Christmas we decided to sign the willingness-forms.
My studies – oh well, I was quite incapable for quite a time. Now it works again, in stretches, if you know what I mean.
We still hope to see you some time in the course of 1942.”
Tatura, 23.3.1942 (after 23 months of internment)
“The days a dragging along + at last the sun is shining again. You know what one feels like when it is drizzling day after day. There would be a lot to tell, but unfortunately, there is not much I can tell you, which makes writing a little difficult, as one must put aside the very things that are occupying one’s mind.”
Tatura, 21.05.1942 (after 25 months of internment)
“You will know my release was authorized last fall, I got official notice on the 3rd of November, which was something of a birthday present, you bet. At that time I still expected to get a job down here, – since New Year, however, I decided to return + I haven’t changed my mind yet. Actual return depends on the authorities; you will know, I expect, that we would be there already if preparations had not been stopped at the last moment. And now it can be any time between now and months hence.”
By his 35th birthday on November 3rd, 1942, Jupp was back in London.