[Monday January 24 1916]
Mrs Wilkinsons woollen helmet or whatever it was hasn't arrived at least not yet-
Young Allanson came to see me re transfer into combatant Reg instead of A. Medical Corps so am trying to get him into
Life very tame 1st L.H.
Life fairly tame here, we here 5000 Senussis are about 30 miles West but nothing doing so far.
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We will all be a bit old fashioned when we get back to civilization & not know the latest Fox Trot or Hesitation Waltz, but perhaps our partners will excuse us.
Picket talked so much owing to the cold, I got up & dressed thinking Reveille had gone instead it was 2.30, I sent the whole picquet to a hot place