hard and we had to stand in it for 3½ hours at Canterbury West Station. Entrained for Southampton at 2 p.m. Sailed about six. Transport very crowded. Not a soul saw us off, not a wave of a handkerchief “not nothing” as un-romantic a way of setting out to fight for one’s Country and the right etc. etc., as one would wi[s]h for.
We embarked from huge sheds and the public were totally excluded from the neighbourhood. We were guarded by four destroyers and had an uneventful passage and arrived at Harve on a beautiful February morning.
We embarked from huge sheds