More comfortable this morning. I rode out to the guns again this morning; the C.R.A. was having a look round. One of the men fainted – it really was horribly hot; but he is better now.
I watched a team of six camels trying to drag a gun along, but they were no good and more stubborn than mules. I did not bathe today, and shall only bathe after the sun’s gone in in future. I saw some big carrion birds today, not as big as the kites, but white with black edges to their wings, rather like small vultures. They were very tame and sat about close to the camp.
There was an observation balloon up over Kantara this afternoon, I wonder if the old Turk is thinking of trying again?