Next day we moved off leaving about 100 men at the base including Lieut. Dobell, Stan Rowland, Harry Malone and a few others. We marched down to the station and after much delay entrained in cattle trucks for an unknown destination. There were 37 of us in our truck, and there wasn’t much room to stir. The journey up to Flanders was not a comfortable one and it lasted for a day and a night. The country was pretty and here and there in the small villages and railway crossings people ran up and cheered the train and we would [?see] some some of our cavalry, evidently in reserve, a very long way off down the line. At last on the 27th Feby. we arrived at the town of Baillieut and were billeted in a huge empty convent school and soon Ben and I went to have a look round the town.
We met Harold Egan outside and we went and