Item 01: Frank Hurley war diary, 21 August-28 October 1917 - Page 110
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[Page 110]
I had the questionable excitement of being potted at by a sniper; the ping of his shot whizzing past only a few yards away. This did not deter me getting a fine series of pictures of how our chaps live in the trenches. I also came across a weird individual, whose sole mania is collecting souvenirs. He goes into all positions & dives with a whoop on new prisoners & "acquires" the proprietorship of all their unprisoner like trinkets & possessions. I took a photograph of him surrounded by a heap of watches, chains & innumerable miscellanies.
In our back area great activity goes on. The ammunition dumps grow and appear endless - Shells - Shells - millions of Shells - Gad! Theres enough to make a roadway to Berlin: & still they come.
On the roads endless processions of men come & go. Transports in trains raise an endless volume of dust & one wonders