“It is a gigantic camp (how big I cannot say as I have not
explored it yet), and looks like a small town (a sort of Dawson City or some
other Klondyke mushroom town) with its rows and rows of huts, all exactly
alike. Though it is in the wilds of Hampshire, and far from a town, it is lit
throughout with electricity. There are Dry and Wet canteens, Regimental
Institutes and YMCA’s galore. But a word about the weather … here it is
absolutely stifling day after day, cloudless skies and a blazing sun. And dust
everywhere! … The food we have had here so far has been fairly good and
certainly better than we used to get in Barracks … I believe we shall mobilise
here and go straitaway (sic.). The
sooner the better, I am heartily sickened of waiting”.
Geraldine Tunstill, wife of Captain Gilbert Tunstill, once again followed her husband on his new
posting, as she had done when the Company was stationed in Folkestone (see 6th
April). She took up residence at the Royal Anchor Hotel in Liphook, just a mile
south of the Battalion’s camp at Bramshott. Gladys Bartholomew, wife of Lt. Col
Hugh John Bartholomew, commanding 10th Battalion, was also resident
at the same hotel.
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