Item 02: Thomas Alcock war narrative, 28 July 1915-1917 - Page 217

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but it did not altogether camouflage the odour. I noticed too that the old road had been clearly defined and remade.

We reached Bazentin somewhere about 12 in the day.

The final part of the journey was uphill. The huts were the usual "Nissan". After setting down for sometime I decided I would pay a visit to my brother Bert at Fricourt.

I had a long trip before reaching [indecipherable] but he was in the hut when I got there was invited to stop to tea. Met different ones who made enquiries for comrades known in my battalion . Bert and I had a chat together in his hut. We spoke on the incidents as they occurred to us at

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