On 13 December 1916 Fr Doyle, who was at the Front at the time, received a Christmas pudding from his sister-in-law. Here is his description:
As I write, a huge plum pudding sent by the thoughtful Lady Jane has just walked in the door. A hundred thousand welcomes! The Lord grant I don’t get killed till after Christmas at least, it would be a fearful disaster to leave that treasure behind, to be devoured by the holy nuns.
Tragically, 10 days later he had this to report: