The seventh Battalion
Sherwood Foresters were in the line and had a most objectionable and
incompetent C O and HQ staff. They called themselves the fighting
seventh the first night they were in but after the Hun raid on the
first night they have been terribly windy. It was a quiet night but I
was awakened by the Colonel at one a.m. He said in a frightened voice
get up you are wanted on the telephone so I rushed along and was
rather astonished to hear our guns were firing for S OS when not a
sound could be heard from the Huns. The infantry said one of their
sentries thought he saw the Huns forming up for another raid so he
sent up the SOS. I remained at the guns all day - much air activity
and three Huns were brought down in pieces towards the Bassée
direction. Monty, the major's little petit chien, rather amused me
before dinner. He had dug up a bumble bees' nest and was amusing
himself by playing with them as they flew around his head, just like a
cat toying with a mouse.
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