Praise be! Our expedition has happened by pure chance upon the American hill station of Kodaikanal. Here we have been greeted with open arms by General Lee Meriwether and his troops, a ramshackle bunch if ever there were one! Subaltern Brad Semple ensured my party were watered, fed and housed in makeshift tents! Bloody Good Show!
After a quick nap I gather the men together. I am faced with the God-awful task of reluctantly informing them that we will not get back to dear Blighty in time for the Yule festivities and as such it would be unlikely that they are able to share in the family log! C.F.