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On the eve of our journey we made merry to some tune, swapping yarns with our hosts & partaking liberally of the unwonted but excellent refreshment more than generously provided and it was with some misgivings that I faced the journey next morning in the full blaze of the sun & shifting heat; but my early training as a horseman in Australia & my experience of celebrations at the Chelsea Arts Club stood me in good stead and I arrived that the same evening at Magdhaba fit & full of enthusiasm for work. My guide officer, a major of one of the Light Horse Brigades fared not so well. He was a teetotaller, had a large if not stout body that overflowed the camel's saddle, he hated camel riding, he disliked scenery, he had a contempt for artists almost charactaristic of the perfect soldier and he landed in a disgr sore disgruntled pessimist.