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[Thursday 8 June]

A very wet day, it inteferred with cooking operations a good deal but I managed to get the meals about on schedule.

The night was as dark as pitch and about the worst I have had on guard. Their bombers were out & owing to the darkness we were unable to see them. The bombs came all round our post & a very weird feeling it was. They came out of the darkness without a sound & you feel so helpless. The only remedy was to stick your head over the parapet & keep it there. I did so & their snipers observed me by the light of their flares & made it pretty hot. At last one of them got one so close that it spurted dirt into my face. I wasn't at all sorry to be relieved at 1 A.M. it was still raining then.

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