Diary Entry - 22nd February, 1917

Bee: A brute of a morning – thick mist and heavy fog. I left here at nine a.m. for the wagon line. I had not got far before that damn 6-inch gun started shooting into this valley and when I got back I found some of them had fallen fairly close to the battery, a matter of a few feet, and someone should have been killed. The wagonline is in a filthy mess, with mud. Had a gas helmet inspection and was kept fairly busy with other things. Left there at two thirty p.m. and got back after being frightened with the 6-inch gun again.