1917 – August 15

And so our Cherat trip is over and I am not sorry. I certainly thank God that He brought us here for those 15 days, when my boils were about to spring on me – I should have died down below. I am still very sick and get little sleep at night, but I suppose things are improving. In Murree I am to be injected with some sort of anti-boil stuff. We leave here to-morrow 7 a.m. spend the day packing and perspiring in Peshawar, leave by the night mail, arrive Pindi 6 a.m. arriving by motor in Murree at 9 a.m. if all goes well.

1917 – August 10

What luck that Providence fetched me away from Peshawar just in the nick of time – I should have had to go to hospital otherwise – My boils are frightful, they hurt just like burns, and sleep is almost impossible as I have no comfortable side to lie on. And boils are so disgusting.

1916 – December 2

Dined with the new Commander-in-Chief, Sir Charles Monro* and left by the midnight train, arrived Peshawar.

* From the article linked above, to Sir Charles Monro, is the following: “In October the same year [1916] he was sent to India as regional Commander-in-Chief where he organised resources for despatch to the various fronts of the war as necessary and brought the efficiency of the Indian army to a new height.”