Bennett and the 22nd Battalion sailed on the Ulysses in May 1915, and landed in Aden on 1 June.

Rev Bennett’s battalion spent weeks at sea in rough waters: by the time they reached Egypt the chaplain had performed seven burials at sea. ‘The troopdecks are unbearably hot,’ he wrote. ‘I think I’d peg out if I had to stand up to all the discomforts of the soldiers.’ But military training continued despite the conditions.

Life aboard the troopships was tedious, but the men played cards and games such as potato-and-sack races and blindfold boxing, and Bennett led singalongs on his portable organ.

The men of the 22nd Battalion, like many before them, trained in Egypt before being sent to Gallipoli, and spent off-duty hours seeing the sights. The battalion, including Rev Bennett, was present during the so-called Second Battle of the Wazzir, when diggers rioted in the red-light district of Cairo.

‘Shrapnel Gully bombardment. Letters, Sermons, round trenches, 2pm confirmation class. D company Sap exploded, 30 carried out – worked hard with Dr Brandy, finished 7.30pm, buried 7 men all in their twenties…’ Rev Bennett, 29 September, 1915.

Bennett’s collection includes many shots of daily life at Anzac Cove and in the hills above it, where men shared a smoke and a story around water tankers, lit fires, boiled billies and squashed lice in the seams of their uniforms, and officers had their hair cut.

In their short periods in the reserve trenches, soldiers repaired their uniforms, equipment and boots; lugged supplies and water casks up the hills; and dug trenches and dugouts.

Meals were cooked on open fires or paraffin stoves as far out of the line of fire as possible, although even on the beaches they were still within range of Turkish artillery and snipers.

‘Sunsets, mules, water carriers, lonely crosses, makes one sad,’ Rev Bennett wrote in his diary in September 1915.

First time under fire,’ wrote Rev Bennett in his diary on 4 September 1915. ‘Ducked one’s head…slept in a shelter. Soldier moved me in. Shrapnel holes in roof. Cheerful prospect.’

‘When help failed and hope faded, when the end loomed near in front of them, when the whole world seemed to crumble and the heaven to fall in, they faced its ruin undismayed.’ -- CEW Bean

The scrubby hills of the Gallipoli Peninsula; the cliff that dominates the beach at Anzac Cove and the headland was dubbed 'The Sphinx', as it reminded the diggers of Egypt.