On August 10th all my superfluous baggage was sent back to England, and on the following day I bid good-bye to my comfortable little hut at Hooggraaf and started to ride to our new Divisional Headquarters which were to be for the time near St.Omer.After an early breakfast with my friend General Thacker, I started off on Dandy for the long ride.

I passed through Abeele and Steenvoorde, where I paid my respects at the Chateau, overtaking many of our units, either on the march or in the fields by the wayside, and that night I arrived at Cassel and put up at the hotel.

The town never looked more beautiful than at sunset on that lovely summer evening.

It had about it the spell of the old world, and the quiet life which had gone on through the centuries in a kind of dream.

One did hope that the attack to the South would be the beginning of the end and that peace would be restored to the shattered world.