10/ the trenches and visiting posts [?] to make certain all is OK. Then back to the Coy #2 [?], a fast meal and sleep, and I can honestly say I was dead tired. Before going round the firing line trenches we put on waders, coming up to the thighs. These waders are trench [Stoves?] and handed over by each Cy going out to the Cy coming in. With even these on the mud came over the tops in some places. So you can imagine how bad it was. The men said the trenches and dugouts were the worst they had been in, so I'm [?] I [?] the worst, and now look forward to the best. Oh, by the bye when marching in, just after we reached the [?] trench, 2 men who were carrying the machine gun [?], gave up, and as they were close to me, I offered to carry some of their extra stuff, and took over 35 lbs of machine gun magazines. For the rest of that journey of 1100 yds I just cursed myself for being such a blank-blank fool, but having taken it I had to stick to it, still it was in a very evil temper that I reached the [?] dugout. Some [?] humour, some have humour thru