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We are still working on a rest camp.  My job is to lay a long pipe line for water supply.  It [?] rains a good deal making outside work anything but pleasant, notwithstanding it would do me [indecipherable] duration.  Dame Rumour has it that within a few days we will be cruising back to the lines [indecipherable] bon" this weather, "my oath" I'll bet its muddy & cold.

We have stoves in various huts about the camp, I prefer not to have one in mine [indecipherable] smoke too much, the one in the mess smoked us out tonight, its certainly not good to sleep near them.  Those at Park House earlier this year gave us a bad time - its better to go to bed & sleep the clock round.  I can manage this fine, do most of my writing whilst in bed.

Mother's Balaclava is most excellent - will come in useful up the lines, the best of these caps is that they can be worn under the tin hat, fortunately I am well supplied in woollens, in clothes I have two or three of everything, good thing too for a trip to the lines usually includes a soaking. Convey to my Mother my heartiest good wishes for her birthday.

With love to all

Malcolm

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