1918 – September 24

To Tak-i-giri G.H.Q. Camp at the top of the Paitak Pass. Met General Gilman the Chief of the Staff and General Beach, Chief of the Intelligence – they were not very communicative, but we talked on other topics – our splendid advance up to Acre in Palestine. I do not at all tremble for my fate, but I hate these sort of quarrels – I have insulted both the War Office and Baghdad, and my action has been right throughout – I have been quite misjudged and if I insisted on an inquiry others in high places would get into trouble and not me – but I loathe these things. The only thing that matters is one’s own conscience and my conscience entirely congratulates me.

1918 – January 29

Rained all night and sleet, and the roofs leaked and it was not very comfortable and not very good for my beastly cold. I meant to start at 6.30 a.m., but thought it better to give the men a hot meal and start later, so we got off at 8 a.m. It took us 4 hours and a half to do the 4 miles to the top of the [Paitak] pass, pushing the cars up. At the top it snowed – I halted there to let the columns close up and left at 1.15 p.m., no sooner started than down came another heavy snow-storm and the cars got stuck every 100 yards – so I gave up the venture and put in for the night in the old ruined caravanserai of Surkhadise Khan, a Cecil Hotel to us, but really more like a pig-sty.