Wednesday. Oct 30. Lights suddenly fused at 6pm. Had a comic evening trying to cook stuff in the dark. Gerson improvised a torch composed of a tin filled with greasy paper and chips of wood, by the light of which we devoured our mess. I reckon we ate our peck of dirt last night all right. Went to bed at 8.
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Lt Burnard, Royal Flying Corps WW1 diary
OTD 1918. Airman on Western Front with 35 Squadron, then prisoner of war. Ex-army #Somme #Passchendaele.