This page has already been transcribed. You can find new pages to transcribe here.


[Page 217]

29 Nov, 1916
A nice quiet afternoon at the wells yesterday where I took the opportunity of having a bath. I came back to the bivvie expecting to go on duty but though I gave a bit of cheek to the Sergeant so as to know my fate; no warning was forth coming so I put another 10 hours in the blankets to my credit. Ive been reading a book called "Set in Silver" just a bit of a love yarn with descriptions of old English scenery. I remarked on the contrast between the cosy "Inns" green hills & homeliness, & the airiness of my bivvy, the old grey sands & the utter desolation of this Sinai. Still even this place has a way (cant call it charm) of its own; especially at night; with its velvet & star bright sky, when the camels which may happen along bearing the rations & stuff seem weired things like ghosts out of the Arabian nights. There was a mail in, I was disgusted that I should only receive one letter, Johno received two parcels & thanks to him we had a decent midday meal. White bait & plum duff, otherwise it would been bread with a limited supply of marmalade

Current Status: