Sunday January 2

“4 French soldiers on horseback clattered past me all wearing this new steel helmet and two of them had lances as well. I rubbed my eyes and wondered whether I was in the 17th or 20th centuries, such strangeness this war brought me.”

Tuesday January 5

“today is a sad day – after having been on the verge of going for some weeks Nurse Harriet has at last really left us and gone to another ward. I am quite sorry – she was always so bright and pleasant and amusing that she did one good.”

Saturday January 29

“I am now trying to induce the O.C. to allow me to apply for a commission – I cannot help feeling that I ought to be doing more really ‘active service’ than I am”