May 22, 1918
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The task before me was once more to unpack all my stuff and to carry on the work. First I dug down with the help of the men about 2 feet both for protection from bombs, coolness and to enable the tent to hold more. Then I erected a bell tent, arranged boxes inside, sorted out the drugs and by the afternoon was able to issue out to two units. Then went through and checked my 8 G.S. panniers so that we could move off at a moment’s notice and open up in another place if necessary.
It was a hard day’s work but was completed by 5 p.m. and I went for a swim in the Somme after tea. So far the enemy has let us alone in our new position. We have 10 tents up for hospital needs, all the men being dug-in in the immediate neighbourhood, some about 6 ft. deep, others a few inches, designed with the idea of being safe from anything but a direct hit from shell or bomb.
From where we are we can see the shelling of the line, and our own and the hun’s star shells going up. These have improved in the last twelve months, many being very spectacular, being masses of fire in some cases, others strings of lights, and so on. Some keep suspended in the air by some device and burn for lengthy periods. B. and C. Sections are conducting the M.D.A. whilst my section is resting.
I still carry on requisitions and supplying outside units with drugs, and am looking forward to a quieter time with the prospect of writing a couple of letters and reading some papers I received the other day.