September 1, 1916
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A day off although I did some pick and shovel work in the morning, partly for exercise and partly because I wanted a certain thing done well. Left to themselves the men take no interest as fatigues are the bane of a soldier’s life. ‘Tis hard to understand why as we receive 6/- a day to work and not loaf around. In the afternoon two of us rode into Estaires on horses and had a good time visiting friends. At night we had some good fun, the outing was like a tonic so we mucked up a bit in the mess throwing each other about, etc. The clerk refused to come to bed so we carried his bunk into the orderly room whereat he was very wroth especially as an officer saw it and enjoyed the joke.