At seven forty, we left camp and marched as a division for Bray, both the 41st and 34th Brigades proceeded ahead of us. We had a very dusty trek as the roads were packed with every kind of traffic, both French and English going each way. At Corbie, I bought some Mess supplies, such as bread, tinned milk etc, putting them in the Mess cart as the battery marched through the square. The brigade eventually got into the field this side of Bray at about one fifteen p.m. and it was two thirty by the time the lines were fixed and the horses watered and fed – the latter operation was very difficult as water was very scarce. The officers' Mess was well situated on the top of a hill and looked down on one of the most impressive sights I have seen. In the valley on the left were masses of horse lines, on right front the road crammed with French and British traffic, from infantry to big guns and wagons, beyond the road, the French had their wagon lines, with horses and vehicles, packed like ours, and, on the left breast of the slope, French motor lorries were parked (up to 200).
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