Diary Entry - 1st March, 1918

An orderly arrives in the morning to say Shapland has been wounded in the head and is at Ytres CCS. Apparently he had been bathing in a splinter proof in the trench above the Mess and a pipsqueak landed about nine feet from the door, a splinter going through the entrance and hitting him on the head. This had happened on the previous evening. Robson and Barrett left for the guns in the morning, calling at the CCS on the way up. It was again freezing and a cold east wind was blowing, turning into a real April day in the afternoon, with cold sleet storms. Siggers and I rode out to see the clover was being fenced in, then walked over to Villers au Flos to see the corps agricultural officer.