1914 – September 4

Thank God to get some hot rations. Sleeping with Cazalet in a dirty horse truck, but comfortable. Shopping in the town. I was received with cheers, they thought I had been taken by the Germans and Creil was not so far off it. There is just that small amount of risk at railhead that one may be shoving one’s nose too far, especially as our troops are being driven in and the situation alters every hour.

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