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Friday, 8 June 1917

Fine & hot. I slept all morning. We were firing all day & towards evening it was the biggest bombardment I ever imagined.   They say it must have been hell to be in it. We still hold all our gains. Fritz put a few over near us during day, & late at night one of his planes was over & he started into us with 5.9 in. at day break. He killed one of our "tommies" & wounded Jack Coyle & John Astill.

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