After we had delivered the goods we set off out again and soon after getting through the wood which was full of Jack Johnson holes, dead men and horses, we found from our men in front that we had lost our guide. So Ben and I and two others found our way back to the trench and after a lot of trouble got another one, and we soon got back to the gully where the Cheshire dug-outs were, and eventually back to the Chateau soaking wet at 4 a.m. after being out 10 hours on a miserable two mile fatigue. Our two other fatigue parties had also got lost and this was one of the reasons why we disliked the Cheshires so, from our experience that night.
Wednesday April 7th. Spent the day getting our clothes dry in the basement of the Chateau and most of us were running about the place clad only in our sheepskin