Weather changing to cool & prospect of rain.
I go to Elverdinghe to see Sergt. Major Allwork, SM Oxley, SM Rayman & SM _______ . Have quite a Royal time. They beat the guards at football 2-1 Sergt. Heath is there also.
Monday 3 April 1916 – fine and hot
Our brigade headquarters are shelled. One man killed & several wounded.
I get permission to go into Poperinghe. Make purchases & send photos to Harry. Brooches to Mrs Katie Draycot, Miss Southam, Rosary to Mrs Smith (& Crucifix), Crucifix to my aunt Louise.
English beer & stout forbidden to be sold in Belgium from tomorrow.
Sunday 2 April 1916 – fine
Battalion is inspected by Brig. General Loomis.
Very hot day.
Saturday 1 April 1916 – fine
Send P Papers off
German aeroplane drops bombs on camp at 5 AM. Some killed & wounded.
10 men killed in camp when bomb goes off accidentally.
Friday 31 March 1916 – fine
German aeroplanes fly over our camp. Antiaircraft guns dot the sky with shrapnel but they escape.
I make application for commission in tunnelling company along with others.
Am turned down, though they asked us!
Thursday 30 March 1916 – frost and cold
At Busseboom near Poperinghe & quartered in hut. Fearful cold night as no door to hut and large cracks in floor. Very dirty.
Vivid memories of the Ypres Salient still haunt me. What a hell! Believe me.
I write letters to Betty, Harry always and Bro’ Charles in France.
A report to hand says on our right two lines of enemy trenches have been taken by Northumberland Fusiliers at St Eloi + Royal Fusiliers.
Wednesday 29 March 1916
I went way down the communications trench to Zillebeke. A most horrid storm arises, the wind howls thro’ the much battered woods (Sanctuary Wood) accompanied by snow, hail, sleet & rain. The night was tempestuous & the elements vied with cannon to make the loudest frightfulness. Hideous in the extreme. I lose my steel helmet so have to trek 5 miles without it, snow & hail mix with my hair, frightfully cold. I fall into many mud holes, shell holes and disused trenches. Am covered from head to feet with mud of all colours & reeking with the stench.
We pass through Zillebeke after taking 3 hours to travel a mile. The 43rd were in the Common trench with full pack on same as us. Difficult to pass each other. Rotten bad management. Passed along Menin road and thro’ Ypres at 3 am & took train outside.
*Brodie Helmet – Also called Steel or Mark I Helmet was the first steel helmet worn by British, Canadian and American troops during the First World War. The use of artillery shells resulted in increased head wounds and made steel helmets a necessity. Their bowl shape with wide brim allowed for protection from Artillery bursting from above the trenches. The Brodie Helmet was used by Canadian forces into the beginning of the Second World War when it was replaced with a modified version.
Tuesday 28 March 1916 – rain
Rain ceased but not the artillery which still roars. I go sniping in morning & bag 2. Fire 150 shots. They fired in return & nearly get me but Dame Fortune favours me once more.
Artillery duel on our right. A German sniper manages to put a bullet through Corporal Bramley-Moore’s head. He is still lingering between life & death at 7:30 PM. His face is a horrible sight to gaze on & covered in blood.
The 43rd Regt. relieves us. I act as guide to the 4th CMR. 43rd Regt. & stood on “point duty” at “Charing Cross.” The enemy search the woods with machine guns & I am forced to lay down on leaves at 10:30 PM. (one [or, four?] of officers of 43rd extremely drunk)
Monday 27 March 1916 – rain and fine later
Absolutely the most wicked weather last night boys outside all night. Rain snow sleet & driving wind. Hard pounding rifle grenades & trench mortar bombs are sent over in profusion. Hell opens again at 4:30 am by our artillery at Hill 60. A most hideous & frightful roar & noise. A rifle shot can scarce be heard. Aeroplanes very active. Fly low. Our feet are wet and life almost unbearable.
As I am standing outside the dugout a shrapnel bullet passes my neck and buries itself deep into the sandbag. Again I miss death by a rifle grenade. 3 burst simultaneously near dugout in fire trench. All night there is a horrible hell & din going on.
It rains all night and the misery – pitiful as we stand out in it all through the night.
*Hill 60 – A heap of soil just south of Ypres in Flanders made from soil removed from a cutting for the Ypres-Comines railway. The hill was a strategic observation point overlooking Ypres and Zillebeke making it a valuable target and thus the area of multiple battles throughout the duration of the war.

“Hill 60, 1915” by E Wyrall – Wyrall, E. (1921) The History of the Second Division, 1914–1918 Vol I (N & M Press 2002 ed.), London: Thomas Nelson and Sons Retrieved on 13 November 2013. ISBN: 1-84342-207-7. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons – http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hill_60,_1915.jpg#mediaviewer/File:Hill_60,_1915.jpg
Sunday 26 March 1916 – rain
Very few dugouts in front line trenches so some of us have to stay out in rain all night. As I leave a bag where my equipment is, a shell comes along and kills one and the other poor fellow has his head badly shattered… his brains cover his face. Raining hard all day. Pvt Dietz & Pvt Basset are dead.
Dietz lays in pool of blood with right arm blown completely off by 88 mm (whiz bang). My equipment a tangled mess and my bayonet twisted. A most frightful bombardment goes on all afternoon. The 2nd C.M.R. mainly wiped out. Awful Hell. Men running everywhere to escape. A most unmerciful artillery fire. The ground shakes like quagmire at night a hellish din by bombs of all sorts.
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