Up till last night nothing of any importance happened. But at about 5.30 the Turks started bombarding the trench where we observe from and made it pretty hot. One chap got hit with a .75 shell which caused slight concussion of the brain. He was sent to the Doctor, but "that" person was having his tea and count not be disturbed, so the poor devil was bought back to the trench again._ The Turks brought down our sand bags on our parapet. I got the nose cap and a piece of the shell which struck them. But today we have been blazing at them and paying them out for last night's performances.
It is 4.30 on the 2nd. now. We have been shelling the Turks at "Olive "Grove" where “Beachy Bill”1 is supposed to be, but we have not succeeded in stopping him. Once he was quiet for three days, but he spoke up as loud as ever afterwards. It is believed that the guns must be on a railway going into a tunnel. It would interest our people in Australia to see our dugouts. For lamps they have a tobacco tin with a Fuze protector on top with a slit in the top of it. They fill the tin up with Kerosine and put a bit of rope down through the top into the oil and then they have a very good lamp. One chap made a Wind Mill with a man pumping water into a tin. He had the thing so fixed up, that it worked splendid. In about a week, nearly every dugout had some contrivance outside. One chap had a thing to fanair in his dugout when the wind blew. There are some really fine cooking stoves made as well as ovens, the only trouble is we haven't anything decent to cook but we make pancakes and dough balls and my word some of them are "dough rocks".
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