Up at 7 o’clock. Got breakfasts as usual. Went up town. Frost still very heavy.
Up at 7 o’clock. Fed tent and cleaned up. Had some trouble with a CCS man, who had violent pains in his abdomen. Managed pretty well and finished about 6.30. Got a bit of a letter written to Franchie. Started in a new tent.
Newspapers mention slight advance on the Somme and capture of 350 prisoners.
Up as usual at 7 o’clock. Had two to look after and a lot of trouble. The DMS1 came round unexpectedly in the afternoon and told me off about some dirt outside one of the tents. Said I was incompetent and must be taken off the job. Sergeant Powell told me afterwards it was too rotten. We laughed over it at night. Received postcard from Mrs Inwood to say that Franchie was in an isolation hospital asking me to write.
DMS: Director of Medical Services. ↩
Up at 7 o’clock. On two tents through Toase going sick and kept very busy all day.
Up at 7 o’clock. Kept busy all day. Finished about 7 o’clock at night. Pretty unwell with * again. Went straight to bed.
Up at 7 o’clock. Went into tent about 9 o’clock. Again cleaning up. Kept busy all day. Went to YM at night.
Up at 8 o’clock. Detailed off for duty. Put into a tent with medical and surgical cases in. A rotten place. No facilities and grub bad. Everything filthy dirty and everybody bad tempered. Kept running all day. Finished after 7 o’clock. Walked to the YM and straight back. Terribly cold.
Received orders that we were to be relieved at 11 o’clock. Relieved shortly after midday and marched off to Maily. Maily1. Had tea, left a few packs and a few of us marched round to Acheux2. Slept in a marquee. Very cold.
Relieved at 9 o’clock and brought down wounded man. Got down about 11 o’clock. Slept part of the afternoon. Went to bed at night. Rotten bout of backache.