Fine day. Bit of hustle. Bttn [Battalion] comes out of the line into support, rather a good shack for them. Fine night & cold.

Fine day, no church pdes [parades] so we have very little to do.

Fine day, heavy gunning, not much to do.

Fine day. Not much doing.

Fine day. Not much doing.

Fine day. Baby boy born early in the morning. Mam & boy do well. Fritz drops some bombs round us & does a lot of damage to houses.

Fine morning. Nothing much doing all day, only plenty of gunning.

Fine day. Nothing much doing. Sir D Haig goes up in car, so perhaps may mean something. Fritz strafes again about 6.0pm, no damage. Heavy strafe at night on our left. Fine night.

Fine morning, some rain later. Have a bath & Bevan does my washing. Fritz strafes us about 6.0pm. Sgnt Plackett slightly wounded on wrist. Heavy gunfire at night.

Showery morning. We carry on making ourselves comfy. Fairly quiet. I send L £4.