Item 02: Thomas Alcock war narrative, 28 July 1915-1917 - Page 71
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were dugouts built, through the cracks one could see the light within just a feeble glean in most instances.
We passed an old Belgian Chateau. Then we passed through the town of Ypres itself. It was very ghostlike, long rows of houses with the roofs blown off by shells and the streets overgrown with grass.
Leaving the town we started the last part of the journey over duckboard.
One of the chaps hereabouts slipped, I suppose because he had weak ankles and sprained his foot so that he had to go back and rest. We eventually reached our destination and settled into our alloted places in reserve.
Our residence was a large tunnel dug into the hillside. There were about 3 in all and they were lined with bunks along which wire was stretched. For a mattress. I was unfortunate