“I started to do a drawing for a Christmas Card for the battalion, representing some of the boys thinking of Australian summer, in the mud of this Flanders winter, but the thing was a little too funereal to force on fighting men. I did them one dwelling more on the light and gamesome aspects of a life of slush, sandbags, shells and sacrifice. . . . The passion of soldiers for amusing drawings of the front is a different thing to the civilians demand for them. . . . . It is a proper and wise attitude for the soldier to take towards his hardships, but for the others to be so preoccupied with discovering the humours of the soldier’s lot is scarcely seemly.”