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our left had to get into contact with them, it is jolly difficult to get about on a night like this - direction could only be got momentarily by gun flashes behind a wood some 2 miles away - however I got them & was delighted to hear a voice sing out from a dug out, "Come in Stan old man" - a major whom I had worked with up north we had a yarn & I gave him the strength of things. Went back to headquarters & reported "Contact with left" to the joy of all, then I wandered around my jobs again issuing instructions that working parties should hold posts until relieved, goodness didn't they roast, returning parties would be up in a few minutes.  Whilst yarning to an officer what should start but our own artillery heaving shrapnel into our posts fortunately no one was wounded actually

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