I was posted in a house, with about twelve others, firing on the enemy,
when the house was shelled, and fell in on us. It was a marvellous
escape for all of us. I can just remember falling through the roof;
but I am more than pleased to tell you I was not hurt--only shaken up
a bit. Two days after we had another go: then the shells were bursting
all round us; but we managed to get over that with very little loss. We
had another go about a week later. My company was ordered to go in a
wood to try and capture some German snipers. No sooner had we entered
the wood when the bullets started singing all round us. I had one go
right through my cap, and it cut my hair; I have still got the hat, and
if I am spared I am going to bring it home with me as a memento: _Pte.
Marsh, 1st Bedfordshire Regiment_.