Item 01: Frank Valentine Weir letter diary, 19 December 1914-31 December 1915 - Page 320
Last night we had our first Snow storm & everything is white. The trenches as one gropes along in the dark show a white wall on each side & are mud to the knees –
The men are bricks & only a few wasters growled – we will have real Holly & snow for Xmas here – Folk at home should knit gloves & Mits now, in lieu of soks I am using a pair of the latter for Mits as I lost my gloves in my old Kit, after the charge. Certainly the hills look pretty!! But it is not the Creel Hotel Kosiosko. Posted you Diary yesterday.