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.
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.
Left Peshawar 7 a.m. in motor-car and arrived Cherat in the clouds at 9. a.m. Such delicious breeze – it was like heaven to tear off ones clothes and lie on ones bed with the howling gale blowing over one and blowing away the vile prickly heat.
Left Cherat in motor, caught 2 p.m. train from Pabbi arrived Peshawar 5 p.m., not too hot and glad to be home – Daisie wanted to get back to her rabbits and pigeons. But we enjoyed Cherat very much.
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  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.”
No chaplain out for two weeks, though we have two in Peshawar, so I took the service myself.
Peshawar was getting warm enough to make us glad to get away. We left last night at 11 p.m. Pindi 6 a.m., left in motor 8.45 a.m., arrived at Forest Dell at 11.45 a.m., having had many stoppages en route, water boiling, and engine on fire which had to be put out by throwing earth over it.