T. E. Lawrence Correspondence – Page 266

for a soldier. isn't worth prosecuting for civil libel, & finds the ordinary prison (for criminal libel) a comfort- able quiet life after a year's harrowing in a depot. This place is like Rowton House without cubicles. Xmas night was like sleeping - or lying rather - in a public lavatory with choked drain......and it was even worse than the usual lavatory....for there seemed to be a heavy sea on, & all the habitués were in need of stewards with lit- tle basins. The old army, in my recollection, did at least carry its drink. Don't you agree? Give my deepest regards to W.H.B. if ever you see him. Yours ever T.E.S. I wish Trenchard was a worm, for then I could ease myself by cursing him for kicking me out of the R.A.F. It wasn't my fault......or if it was I've atoned for it by now. However T. is one of the really great people, & so I have no vent for my spite anywhere.......'OTOTOTOL !!!!!