1916 December 5
A cold bleak day & service in the lea of a Hill, with bullets & shells whistling over, but we are quite safe in our position & the men sing as tho' they meant it especially God Save the King -
A motley crew unshaved in mufflers & blackened from the smoke of their fires (cook) so different to the KIWI polished L.H. of Egypt – one of the men who used to be working on Mulberry gang gave me a Hay Grazier today
Just warned [indecipherable] of Court Martial for tomorrow. No Mail has reached the Peninsular for 3 weeks we get Wireless news of the outside world.