It was after the attack by the 2nd Londons on the village of Aubigny au
Bac. I was hit by shell splinters, and whilst I was looking for someone
to dress my wounds I came across one of the lads lying by the roadside
mortally wounded.
As I bent over him to give him a drink he noticed my blood-streaked
face and gasped: "Crikey! Your barber was blinkin' clumsy this
morning." So passed a gallant 2nd London man.--_E. C. Easts (M.M.),
Eliot Place, Blackheath, S.E.3._