Diary Entry - 3rd July, 1916

At ten, I rode down to Gauchin Legal for stables then went on, after lunching at an estaminet on omelette and a glass of beer, to Barlin to get some Mess stores. On the way home after leaving Bouvigny I rode up the side of Lorette to the control post. Halfway up there was a wonderful view of Bully and surrounding district and as they were shelling a battery just near our old position with 4.2s I watched for a few minutes. The horse flies on Lorette are frightful and give the horses a terrible time. The extraordinary part about them is they suck your blood and you don't seem to feel them.