Today is the anniversary of the outbreak of War with Germany, 1914. At the time my Grandfather held a TA Commission as 2/Lt with 3rd Bn Monmouthshire Regt while living and practicing medicine in SW Cork - he was a GP. He was ordered by wire to join his unit in Abergavenny on 4 Aug 1914. For the first few months of the War he was occupied with instruction as an Infantry Officer while his application to join the RAMC was considered. He was transferred to the RAMC in March 1915 and after a variety of courses was embarked on ship to the Dardenelles. I will copy his daily diary entries here for the next month which cover his departure from Port Said (4 August 1915) to his evacuation from Suvla Bay (4 Sept 1915). There's an almost whimsical tone to many of the entries but also an insight into some of the events and conditions and the prevailing mindset... bear with me, it does get quite interesting! Wednesday, August 4th, 1915. Port Said. When I go on deck I am told the whole Division has assembled in the Harbour. Seven Troopships visible together with two Russian Cruisers, one English and one French. Shore leave granted from 10 a.m. until 1 p.m. I go ashore. Port Said a decent little place full of British Officers. Returned to ship at 1 p.m. Watched some Arab conjurors on board after lunch. Very smart but with an inclination to swindle. Left Port Said at 6 p.m. We were second ship out of the canal and had a great send off from those on board a French Battleship at the mouth of the canal. All the men assembled on the deck of the Battleship, while the ship's band played "Tipperary". In fact "Tipperary" seems to be the National Anthem just now. It is played everywhere. Even the Arab street bards make a specialty of it. Our send off from Port Said was the heartiest we had since leaving England. We soon passed the leading ship and struck due North West. Twelve months today we mobilised.