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our 'bivvy' we can see for miles across the undulating country of crops & little hamlets

In the middle distance is a deep valley which I think must be the Somme Valley & right along the horizon we have been watching the columns of smoke being sent up by the shells bursting.

In the centre of the village is a chateau – just the sort of place the Williamson's rapturize over in their books – surrounded by a high brick wall Through a fine pair of Iron gates we got a glimpse of the drive lined on either side with standard roses in full bloom. One of the more modern

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