This is colder and damper than anything I ever remember

27th November [1915] Saturday

Wind rose last night and died away at midnight. Rain fell more or less all night. The morning snow came driven by a strong wind off the mountains and not altogether free from rain and sleet. I understood that when it snowed anywhere except the British Isles it came in respectable form and was nice and dry. This is colder and damper than anything I ever remember at home.
Discussion as to whether they will carry the campaign through the winter here or stand off. If they carry it through they will have to give the men [?] and special clothes or it will be a repetition of the Crimea. Who was it? – Isaac Butt? who, being asked what the Crimea was, said it was a crime. It will certainly have been a crime too if the authorities sent the 10th Division up country in the drill equipment they got in the Dardanelles.
All parades off. Never was I more glad to hear the ‘No parade today, boys’ sound.
Lay up all day and wrote Kathleen and Marjory. Snow lasted all day in a sort of blizzard – the wind being infinitely harder to face than the cold.