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All along the route the streets were absolutely packed, & opposite St Marys Cathedral they were about 100 deep even trees were full we went down as far as Hunter Street, & then turned up George Street & from there back to camp at Kensington without a spell I think they were afraid to let the men fall out, for fear they wouldn't turn up again in time for the march back I think that was the most tiring march I have ever been on, & I have taken part in a few pretty solid ones. After we had been in camp about a month we began to think we were fully trained & ready to have a cut at anything, & so the rumours began to fly about, that we would be sailing any day, you can't beat a military camp for rumours, the little
country townships haven't got a look in with the camps, once these rumours go going, we got fresh ones every day, & some of them were very funny, but most of them seemed to come from the cook's or the pieman.
I saw the first aeroplane of my life here, it was a Frenchman flying over Randwick early in the morning, we were doing our physical drill at the time, & I can tell you there was not much notice taken while the aeroplane was in sight we nearly screwed our necks off.
It took me some time to forget the life I had been leading previous to joining, I was alway's on the look out rain, grass horses bird's weather & such like things, instead