Travelled some miles and had a rare old time getting the donks into the dip, which was on the principle of a sheep dip. My usually docile donk wouldn’t budge and we had to give him the hiding of his life, while he let out in all directions. The pair, after immersion, put a climax to the operation by jumping the fence round the enclosure, at least 6 ft. high. The traffic was tremendous – troops, mounted and foot – motor cars – motor lorries – waggons – steam rollers – Chinese labourers singing like tin squeakers, and so on. Yet a great portion of it is avoided by the construction of “switch roads” i.e. temporary ways running parallel with the main routes and also known as “avoiding roads”.
Walk March 