B.E.F. My Dear Father and Mother, The battalion went up to the trenches last night. I shall not be going for some days yet, except occasionally, to have a look round. Two more officers have stayed behind, Norman Ingleby, and a man called Spragge, and we are going to have quite a good time. We have a great number of officers out here now, and more are coming. There are rumours that some are going back to England, to train men.
Affairs are very quiet just at present.
I know the land there well, for we had three or four months in those very trenches. I have just heard that we have got practically all of it back now. The weather has been hopeless since the battalion went, raining practically all the time. I have been sitting in my hut enjoying my good luck. The stuff we get here is horrible, and our servants make it worse.