"We then marched from beach past Sedd el Bahr Fort to a Bivouac about 2 miles inland. The fort is all smashed to pieces. We saw as we passed 2 huge guns lying crumpled, as it were. An easterly wind was blowing, very clod and dusty. It is a great sight the Head from Tekke Burnu to Sedd el Bahr.


By dark we had gained quite a lot of ground. Our artillery is immensely superior to that of the Turks. We turned in at 7 pm, but the firing went on all night, at times furiously. It was a very cold night. We couldn't sleep for it. The men got up and walked about to keep warm. I do wish we could get them some blankets - or rather get our blankets. The officers are in the same boat. I am not so badly off. I got a small blanket off a dead Turk, the other day, for a table cover, it is better than nothing."

To read the rest of this journal entry, see No Better Death: The Great War Diaries and Letters of William G Malone (page 178-179), edited by John Crawford and published by Exisle Publishing. Available in the Palmerston North City Library and from Exisle Publishing.