some left merely the peak jockey fashion to a pot shaped crown. Under some such head-gear as this was a well-tanned face dusty & dirty with hair skin-cropped (otherwise it would have been a refuge for the 'corries') and a beard of some weeks growth. One would reflect on meeting such a gawk "Is this the dashing young trooper who used to swagger forth from Flemington Camp in October 1914".
In an endeavour to recall the atmosphere of the place we should not forget the flies. And who experienced them there in May & June could forget them. They were bad in Egypt, I had known them worse in Western Queensland at times but such were as nothing compared with the plaque of the swarms in Gallipoli gullies. The air was literally laden with them. There is no exaggerating how bad they were & I would not dwell on details to assist your imagination. The medicos who knew they couldnt all be killed thought that the evil might at least be mitigated by a supply of chloride of lime & parafin to sprinkle
