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deafening – cant talk – nor can you imagine our Bulgarian hill climbing necessities – The usual rumour-o-grams are passed from mouth to mouth all day – though I generally scatch my pointed beard & wait for confirmation.
Miss the swimming up here but have obtained permission for small morning & afternoon parties to go down & wash & rinse their clothes – often they are covered in blood from gravel & bullet scratches.
I have not heard any tidings of Geof yet. Have not seen the Sicilia again – She was at Hellas Cape you recollect & I suppose ([rations?] on board – We have our own ships coming daily. Most slight wounds & breaks go to Mudros in Lemnos – sick & some wounded to Malta – & bad wounds etc to Alex.
Extraordinarily hard to write a decent letter – & I hope you'll understand – one gets cramped – & every minute a shower of dirt spurts all over the paper from some rotten Turk who has the ridge above me marked & [indecipherable] hits the top every time.
The men's humour is good – the Cairo restaurants are frequently alluded to – Parbury, Keyes & many Scone boys are well – one was hit on the head last night but is quite well.
Corporal Gabriel