June 7th, 1924
I’m sitting in a tiny tent some 27,300 feet above sea level, and almost 5,000 miles from my homeland, seeking the paths of glory….
After he’d shakily scribbled your loving husband, George, and sealed the envelope, he read Gray’s Elegy Written in a County Churchyard, before finally blowing out the candle and falling asleep.
George Mallory and Sandy Irvine climbing Everest in 1920s
reprinted by kind permission of Lord Archer