The source of the material from which this journal has been compiled is a small pocket diary in which brief entries were made daily throughout the writer’s short spell on active service in the British Army in 1917. The events and incidents, both trivial and tragic, and the names of those who shared in the writer's experiences are authentic.
26th March 1917
23rd March 1917
22nd March 1917
21st March 1917
20th March 1917
19th March 1917
18th March 1917 (Sunday)
The snow and ice of the past few weeks had practically disappeared and in brilliant sunshine the company fell in and marched to the assembly ground for church parade at Holy Trinity.
Church parade was always regarded as an occasion for emphasising ‘Pride of Regiment’ and spit and polish was at a premium. In due course the RSM reported all companies present and correct and ready to march off. The colonel followed by the adjutant, impressively mounted on glossy chargers, cantered briskly down the line and back to the head of the column adding a final touch to the dignity of the parade. In a few moments the band would strike up and the march to the town commence. D Company was positioned half way up the column and from the upstairs windows of the shops and buildings onlookers were watching the spectacle. Precisely as the colonel and adjutant passed by a chamber pot was lowered on a line strung from a first floor window. The perpetrators of this monstrous contempt were, in fact, certain members of B Company held in quarantine following an outbreak of spotted fever in the middle of February. That day they were untouchable but even quarantine would end in due course.
Church parade was always regarded as an occasion for emphasising ‘Pride of Regiment’ and spit and polish was at a premium. In due course the RSM reported all companies present and correct and ready to march off. The colonel followed by the adjutant, impressively mounted on glossy chargers, cantered briskly down the line and back to the head of the column adding a final touch to the dignity of the parade. In a few moments the band would strike up and the march to the town commence. D Company was positioned half way up the column and from the upstairs windows of the shops and buildings onlookers were watching the spectacle. Precisely as the colonel and adjutant passed by a chamber pot was lowered on a line strung from a first floor window. The perpetrators of this monstrous contempt were, in fact, certain members of B Company held in quarantine following an outbreak of spotted fever in the middle of February. That day they were untouchable but even quarantine would end in due course.
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17th March 1917
Squad and physical.
Anti-gas.
Bapaume captured.
Anti-gas.
Bapaume captured.
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Capture of Bapaume described here
16th March 1917
Bayonet course - parries, butt tricks, etc.
Whole final assault course.
Zepps.
Russian Revolution.
Whole final assault course.
Zepps.
Russian Revolution.
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Russian Revolution on Wikipedia here
15th March 1917
14th March 1917
13th March 1917
Route march to Horley, about 8 miles.
Cookhouse fatigue.
Moved to close billets - 61 Frenches Road, Mrs Elsey with E.J.Smith.
Cookhouse fatigue.
Moved to close billets - 61 Frenches Road, Mrs Elsey with E.J.Smith.
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61 Frenches Road, Redhill on Google Maps in 2017
12th March 1917
10th March 1917
9th March 1917
8th March 1917
7th March 1917
6th March 1917
5th March 1917
4th March 1917 (Sunday)
St Matthews was not large enough to accommodate the greatly augmented 3rd Battalion and the overflow, consisting of one or two platoons, were denied entry. There was much jockeying for the last position in the parade and the 'lucky' ones were dismissed for the day at the Church door. So far as the ‘Other Ranks’ were concerned their ambition to forego devotions was not an indication of a heathen attitude but mainly a problem of swagger sticks. These were not carried on Church parade but were compulsory with normal walking out dress and the billet was at the other end of the town. This was an irritation that could not be overcome. We thought we had found the solution by stuffing the thin cane sticks inside the trouser leg, supported by the closely bound puttees. The idea was good for standing on parade, even for marching, albeit with some difficulty – but the ear-splitting noise produced by the congregation on seating was disastrous.
Initiative in the ranks was not encouraged and the experiment proved expensive to both pride and pocket because it was necessary to seek replacements from the quartermaster and disclose our enormity and we had to pay for the replacements. The end of the day marked our half way period of training.
Initiative in the ranks was not encouraged and the experiment proved expensive to both pride and pocket because it was necessary to seek replacements from the quartermaster and disclose our enormity and we had to pay for the replacements. The end of the day marked our half way period of training.
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2nd March 1917
Route march through Merstham, etc about 8 miles.
Pay at club.
Google Maps entry for Merstham here
Pay at club.
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27th February 1917
26th February 1917
24th February 1917
23rd February 1917
General inspection of the Battalion on the parade ground by Sir Francis Lloyd (1).
(1) Wikipedia entry for Sir Francis Lloyd here. Photograph in public domain.
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Sir Francis Lloyd |
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(1) Wikipedia entry for Sir Francis Lloyd here. Photograph in public domain.
22nd February 1917
18th February 1917 (Sunday)
For the first week the new recruits were left almost entirely to the tender mercies of the NCOs - we were simply 'squads', but for Church Parade, as units of the entire 3rd Reserve Battalion we were allotted to the various companies. On parade the officers foregathered to inspect and sum up the new intake bequeathed to them for good or ill. That was fair enough since the responsibility of producing an effective part of the war machine rested largely on their shoulders. Every officer appeared to have his own pet dog on parade. Dogs of all sizes and every known breed, from poodles to dalmatians sat and stared disdainfully at the rookies and one could almost read their thoughts! Each dog wore a silver collar engraved with the rank of 'rifleman' and his name. Whatever their breed, and in spite of their lowly rank, that canine motley were utter snobs. Any member of the battalion not wearing a Sam Browne(1) was eyed with contempt and fraternisation with the rank and file was obviously against orders. Stupidly perhaps, some of the men regarded their presence as an insult to the dignity of 'Rifleman'. Nevertheless, those canine soldiers deserved full marks for their obedience and bearing on parade. However, in the matter of status the RSM's Sam Browne had them foxed.
St Matthews, Redhill held a special morning service for the QWR, and at its conclusion by 9:50am the battalion was dismissed for the day. So ended the first week of army life. If training for the battlefield was to be compressed into the short period forecast by Sergeant Kaye one could only conclude that the Staff were unduly complaisant about the potentialities of the new intake or that the demand for cannon fodder in the raw was of paramount importance. With only five weeks to go we were not optimistic!
(1) A Sam Browne is a military leather belt - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Browne_belt
St Matthews, Redhill held a special morning service for the QWR, and at its conclusion by 9:50am the battalion was dismissed for the day. So ended the first week of army life. If training for the battlefield was to be compressed into the short period forecast by Sergeant Kaye one could only conclude that the Staff were unduly complaisant about the potentialities of the new intake or that the demand for cannon fodder in the raw was of paramount importance. With only five weeks to go we were not optimistic!
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(1) A Sam Browne is a military leather belt - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Browne_belt
16th February 1917
14th February 1917
13th February 1917
Our first effort at squad drill in the local park was good cheap amusement for the old ladies peering through the iron railings until the sergeant, sensing our embarrassment, interspersed his commands with certain army expressions which, one might have expected, were unintelligible to elderly spinsters. Nonetheless the old dears departed abruptly and the awkward squad was left in peace.
Note that all entries in the diary regarding letters sent and received were censored at the time.
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