Item 01: Clifford M. Geddes diary, 31 March-1 August 1918 - Page 16
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despite the fact it wasn't his pigeon. It was lovely, no one seemed to be there in charge & none of us knew where to go. Finally after many calls in the dark "Where are the 18th, hello the 48th we moved down the street, & an old W.O. with one of the battalions bustled round, & we were put wherever they could shove us into barns & lofts. Aub, Barney Davis & I slept on top of a waggon on some bags of oats. Took off my puttees, boots & socks.Friday 5 April The sheep in the stable woke us up early with their bleating there are also cows & horses in different stalls & fowls & pigeons feeding in the straw. Altogether there is a very "stably" "strawey" smell about, more farmlike than warlike. Had some of our bully beef & bread (that we carried) for breakfast, also got some hot water from some Tommies, & made tea from the ration we carried. The name of the village is Canaples, & I hear it is 25 miles to Divisional Head quarters. I can't imagine we are so close to hellish war. If we have to march