Bass and I went all over the Greek lines, for you were just as safe in one place as in another, which means that it wasn't safe anywhere, so we gave up considering that and followed the fight as best we could from the first trench, which was the only one that gave an uninterrupted view of the Turkish forces.

It was a brilliantly clear day but opened with a hail storm, which enabled the Turks to crawl up half a mile in the sudden darkness.

It also gave me the worst attack of sciatica I ever had.

Fortunately, it did not come on badly until I reached Volo, when it suddenly took hold of me so that I could not walk.

The trenches were wet with the rain and we had no clothes to change to, and two more showers kept us more or less wet all day.