July 11, 1917
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Our Unit was inspected by General Birdwood to-day, and he presented M.M. medals to four of our chaps at the same time. His inspection was typical of the man. He yarned with every 3rd or 4th man, took a delight in picking out the old hands, etc., mentioning certain incidents of the Peninsula, etc., after which he said a few words of praise adding that there was as yet no sign of the end of the war.
Game of pitch penny now all the rage, consists of throwing pennies to a line or peg, the closest collecting the lot, plenty of spare time making the game popular. Found myself quite an adept at the art, generally finishing up to the good. The lads worked a great joke last evening. One man put out a challenge that he could guess any man’s weight by lifting him on his back, “ pick-a-back” style, when the victim was in this position the onlookers would then baste his trouser seat with sticks.This lasted for hours, newcomers falling into the trap, and scouts went round hunting up Sgts. and all to try and beat this weight-lifter. Needless to say each new victim provided mirth, especially if they could not see the joke and went “sour.”
NOTE: The next diary entry is July 14