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Fri. 7 May 1915
Storm dies down. My cold is rotten & the odour below is putrid. Hostile aeroplane drops a bomb just astern of us. Heavy rifle & shrapnel fire. Capt. MacKay & the S.M. leave us for the firg. line. Arranged for one of the stewards to send photo to Ede & Enid of shell falling in water.
Sat. 8 May 1915
Cape Town 1913.
On first morng. watch. "London" fires at an aero. wch. I cdnt. see. Our waterplanes very busy all day. Frussell came aboard again with three more of our Bn. He brought a note from the Corp. Many fresh transports arrive with troops. My cold very bad, the scrappings of a mail arrived but none for me. The smell down below compels me to sleep on deck. Ordered a chicken for the Corp.
Sun. 9 May 1915
Made up my parcels for the Corp. & his lre. but Frussell did not go back. Milne stopped the officers' servants leaving. My cold is rotten. The skipper gives me some pills of a doubtful nature. Things pretty quiet on shore. Rumour of a big defeat in France & the "Lusitania" sunk.