When I told them, however, that I was dodging a general, they received me with the utmost kindness and sympathy.

They had often done the same themselves, and offered me some light refreshments.
On the following Sunday we had our first church parade in the war zone.

We were delighted during the service to hear in the distance the sound of guns and shells.

As the war went on we preferred church parades when we could not hear guns and shells.
After a brief stay in Caestre the whole brigade marched off to Armentieres.

Near Fletre, the Army Commander, General Smith-Dorrien, stood by the roadside and took the salute as we passed.