12th September 1916 Tuesday
Fully dressed waiting to be sent away but casualties never came in and so we were here all day. Developed my third attack of the beastly malaria and put back in bed in the evening with the certainty of a few days more here. Most disappointing. God knows when I will get up the line again for this relapse may very well mean Malta and once there you don’t get back in a hurry. Poor Bloore I think is still there.