“We are having it very rough. It is ‘drill, parade, drill’
and so on all day long. I have hardly any time for letter writing we are so
rushed. Our tent has just ‘come down’ from three weeks isolation, and we are a
bit backward in company drill, but all the same I have been made an N.C.O. …
The N.C.O.’s have been doing bayonet drill this afternoon; quite hard work and
very business-like. There is a marine instructor here and he nearly frightened
us all to death; we dared not move our eyes. It is a bit wet now, but a lovely
country”.
Roberts also noted that he had seen a piece of shell and ‘it
looked deadly’. However, he assured everyone that was well but would appreciate
some ‘Chairman’ tobacco which he could not get at the camp.
Roberts’ rather under-stated reference to the changing
weather conditions concealed the fact that there had been several spells of
heavy rain during the last ten days of October. This change was also referred
to by J.B. Priestley in a letter to his family (dated 2nd November)
but he was rather more forthright as to the effects:
““Last week the general came round before we got up, and
seeing the soaking tents, the large pools and masses of mud, said ‘Poor lads’
and condemned the camp. So the story goes and I believe it is true … We shan’t
be here long … All sorts of rumours are going about, but they are not worth
detailing. You may be sure we shan’t stop here; we spend half the day trying to
drain the place.”
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