Archives for March 22, 2016

Up at 7 am. Rum issue at 7:30 am. Am on trench police duty, bullets flying everywhere. One of the C.M.R.’s pass me on stretcher – shot through lung by sniper – small chance of recovery.
‘Tis raining again, a most miserable day with a good depth of filthy mud. Our dugouts have been well battered by shells all morning until 3 PM. The Huns rain shells in on us.