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A quiet day of rest and cleaning up. And much did we appreciate it. We did not wake till 7.30, nor breakfast till 9.30 a.m. A regular treat. Afterwards we rotted [illegible] about, written letters, instituted various improvements for our convenience and generally had a lazy day. This evening three platoons went out, under Murray, trench-digging. They were shelled and it rained very heavily so in the end they came back. Bowly took a section out to put up some wire, got under machine gun fire, and very wet dodging it, so had to come in too. Altogether I am glad I was prevented from going with them. I had to see the E. Lancs about tomorrow’s programme and that kept me till fairly late.

Shelmerdine and Prince have gone out to dinner this evening with the men they messed with in the trenches. So we have pinched their fire and am now sitting by it having pigged a Maconochie ration, a tin of sardines, Penau, a pound of jam, a loaf of bread and half a bottle of OO whiskey.^x We are now fed to repletion and are sitting, well-fed and happy, before our stolen fire yarning and getting more and more sleepy. It is grand to think that you are going to sleep both dry and warm. It fairly braces you. We little appreciate in our ordinary lives what home comforts mean. A man may thank his God every night for his blankets and the good roof over him. Yet I know he won’t any more than will I when the war is over and we get back to our firesides, our slippers, sheets, hot toddy, hot water, baths and carpeted floors. It is perhaps easy to philosophize when one has not got them handy but, once one is amongst them, it is damned hard not to take them as only your fair due from the world.