17th March [?1917]
we have had nothing but rain since I wrote last and are very tired of sitting in a tent reading.
However the sun is beginning to shine again through the showers and we hope that he will shine every day from now till next November. It has never been cold this time but just like wet May weather at home.
I met a man today who said he had been Roby last Autumn in Alexandria and had been given a message for me which he had lost.
I also met Dillon firing a 6 inch How[itzer] and making a beastly noise.
He had had an exciting time during our last little push. His battery moved forward, by night before the turks had gone, belching flame from the exhausts of the