Entered Welhelma a German town. Well laid out town, with clean houses and nice clean streets with two lines of Aussie Gum Trees growing along footpath. Germans are up to date farmers.
An old chum Dick James badly wounded.
German people received us well and many speak English well.
Rained all day and night.
I got my meals at the Hotel.
(Insert from 9 December 1917): All Germans of military age had joined the army, however they did not show any bitterness towards us at all. In fact the girls seemed a jolly crowd and were walking about the streets with some of the boys. They all knew we were Australians and some wanted our plumes for souvenirs.
A few of us had dinner at the Hotel. The principal dish being roast turkey. In the dining room hung a picture of the Kaiser and the Kaiserin, but not for long.
One very nice old dame who spoke English well told me they have been without tea, cocoa, sugar and other luxuries for nearly 3 years.
Jack Graham, ANZAC soldier, kept a diary from 1914-1918. Here it is, blogged 100 years later to the day....