Gallipoli Diary, Volume 1 (Paperback). Este artículo no está disponible.
Idioma: inglés
Editorial: Radden, 2026
- Tapa blanda
- Nuevo

Librería: CitiRetail, Stevenage, Reino UnidoCitiRetail
Vendedor de IberLibro desde 29 de junio de 2022
Condición: Nuevo
EUR 45,10
Descripción del artículo del vendedor
Paperback. isahistoricalaccountwrit ten in the early 20th century. The book recounts the experiences of General Sir Ian Hamilton during the Gallipoli Campaign of World War I. It focuses on the military operations, strategies, and personal reflections of the author as he navigates the complexities of thecampaign, whichaimedto secure a sea route to Russia through the Dardanelles. At the start of the di ary, Hamiltonreflectsonthecircumstancesleadingtohiscommandoverthe military force aimed at assisting the fleet in the Dardanelles. He details his initial orders from Lord Kitchener and assesses the state of readiness of his troops as they embark from England. The opening section sets the tone for an insightful personal narrative, as Hamilton describes the challenges, un certainties, and strategies involved in preparing for military action against the well-fortified Turkish forces, contextualizing his perspective amidst the chaotic backdrop of war Neither the Asquith banquet, nor the talk at the Admiralty that midnight had persuaded me I was going to do what I am actually doing at this mo ment. K.hadmadenosignnorwavedhismagicbaton. SoIjustkeptascool as I could and had a soundsleep. Next morning, that is the 12th instant, I was working at the Horse Guards when, about 10 a.m., K. sent for me. I wondered! Opening the door I bade him good morning and walked up to his desk where he went on writing like a graven image. After a moment, he looked up and said in a matter-of fact tone, "We are sending a military force to support the Fleet now at the Dardanelles, and you are to have Command.had better go out to the Western Transvaal."Iaskednoquestion, packedup mykit, orderedmytrain, startedthatnight. Notanothersyllablewassaidon thesubject. UninstructedandunaccreditedIleftthatnightforthefront;my outfit one A.D.C., twohorses, twomulesandabuggy. WhetherIinspected the columns and came back and reported to K. in my capacity as his Chief Staff Officer; or, whether, making use of my rank to assume command in the field, I beat up de la Rey in his den-all this rested entirely with me. A high-ranking officer recounts the sudden, whirlwind transition from quiet duty to leading a massive military campaign amidst the chaos of global conflict. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…
N° de ref. del artículo 9798182701174
- Título
- Gallipoli Diary, Volume 1 (Paperback)
- Autor
- Ian Hamilton
- Editorial
- Radden
- Año de publicación
- 2026
- Estado
- new
- Encuadernación
- Paperback
- Idioma
- inglés
- ISBN 13
- 9798182701174
isahistoricalaccountwrit ten in the early 20th century. The book recounts the experiences of General Sir Ian Hamilton during the Gallipoli Campaign of World War I. It focuses on the military operations, strategies, and personal reflections of the author as he navigates the complexities of thecampaign, whichaimedto secure a sea route to Russia through the Dardanelles. At the start of the di ary, Hamiltonreflectsonthecircumstancesleadingtohiscommandoverthe military force aimed at assisting the fleet in the Dardanelles. He details his initial orders from Lord Kitchener and assesses the state of readiness of his troops as they embark from England. The opening section sets the tone for an insightful personal narrative, as Hamilton describes the challenges, un certainties, and strategies involved in preparing for military action against the well-fortified Turkish forces, contextualizing his perspective amidst the chaotic backdrop of war Neither the Asquith banquet, nor the talk at the Admiralty that midnight had persuaded me I was going to do what I am actually doing at this mo ment. K.hadmadenosignnorwavedhismagicbaton. SoIjustkeptascool as I could and had a soundsleep. Next morning, that is the 12th instant, I was working at the Horse Guards when, about 10 a.m., K. sent for me. I wondered! Opening the door I bade him good morning and walked up to his desk where he went on writing like a graven image. After a moment, he looked up and said in a matter-of fact tone, "We are sending a military force to support the Fleet now at the Dardanelles, and you are to have Command.had better go out to the Western Transvaal."Iaskednoquestion, packedup mykit, orderedmytrain, startedthatnight. Notanothersyllablewassaidon thesubject. UninstructedandunaccreditedIleftthatnightforthefront;my outfit one A.D.C., twohorses, twomulesandabuggy. WhetherIinspected the columns and came back and reported to K. in my capacity as his Chief Staff Officer; or, whether, making use of my rank to assume command in the field, I beat up de la Rey in his den-all this rested entirely with me.
“Sinopsis” puede pertenecer a otra edición de este título.