Nov. 14th

West Down North. Salisbury

Four of us, Elliot, "Alice" McEwan (Capt) "Jeff" Craig and myself went to London last week.

We got in at about 9 o'clock Thursday night, went to the Savoy, where we got two splendid double rooms and a bathroom and we all had a bath in turn and turned in. We slept through to 11 o'clock, had breakfast in bed, and started shopping. I got a great-coat lined with fleece and interlined with chamois, a "British Warm" riding coat, serge kaiki jacket, riding breeches and pantaloons or long trousers. My pay and clothing allowance will cover the whole thing, including hotel bill, which was certainly very reasonable. We had lunch at the Grand Grill during our shopping and went to see "Potash and Perlemutter" in the evening after dinner at the Charing Cross Hotel. We went to a cabaret show after the theatre and after a light supper at the Savoy we turned in to sleep on again to about 9.30. Saturday we shopped all morning, went to the Hippodrome in the afternoon and Peg O My Heart in the evening. I laughed till the tears ran down my cheeks in the first act. Peg was the queerest girl I ever saw but we were disappointed because they left out the song. We had supper at some little chop house on the Strand, "The Coal Hole," I think it was, and then turned in. I forgot to mention our visit to Sheriffs the wine place where father got our port. We all had a glass of port out of the cask, but I cant say whether it was the same as ours or not. We slept in Sunday and had breakfast as usual, and Sunday dinner at the Trocadero where all the swells in London go for Sunday dinner We had tea at one of Lyons small tea rooms, including crumpets and honey which were fine. We left for camp on the 7.30 train and got in after a six mile motor ride in Frank Codvills car at about 12 o'clock.

This week has been cooler but fair and less rain. We have had some fine rides in the mornings and afternoons. It is rather monotonous and I dont see how Pat has been soldiering for pleasure for as long as he has. We have heard nothing about going at all and already some of the infantry have moved into huts (wood) Elliot has gone up to Bulford Manor. I hope he gets back soon as I am by myself in the tent. However, I have my coal oil stove going and am nice and warm.

I dont think our diary is worth while, while we remain here in camp as there is really no news of interest until we move. Our next move will be into huts I guess and I will tell you all about it.