Item 02: Frank Valentine Weir letter diary, 2 January-31 December 1916 - Page 173

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[Page 173]

[Thursday 22 June 1916]

Am writing this trying to get under shelter of my tunic hung on my sword- no TREES 20 men gone in Sick have had Barcoo & Gyppy Tummy allright, another of these perishing Desert Patrols off the edge of the Map-
Our interpreter says "Ugh" Bully Beef Salt Water WEEVIL Biscuit, sun, Flies, no good, I go home.
We went to find an Aeroplane that had fallen in Turkish Country- we burnt it & took 4 prisoners & carried Engine home on a Camel
One learns by experience Lem[indecipherable] is good with Brackish Water- Small Fly Veil for Sandflies which attack at about 9 pm each night- Goggles for the glare- There are very few Ants in the Desert & hardly a bird but apparently endless Stars.

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