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[Page 47]

Thursday 15 February 1917

On Duty last night but I don't think there is a TURK within 100 miles of us. Raining slightly.

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Many were drunk from the Canteen on the Railway – Like South Africa greed is an awful curse to the young soldiers altho' I am no wowser. (Clive Norton in trouble.)

Had a bath & put on a pair of "judpores", i.e. (Indian riding Pants), old Tommy Orford my Batman was greatly taken by the cut [The following crossed through]
& called a Tommy Officer – this is not a compliment out here. Hear a mail is coming along & our pay – neck nearly allright.

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