Kings Cross R.A.P. so we go & fix them up & get them started out. the sergeants & Morris left at the R.A.P. for the last case Jim Warwick & I carry over to Blighty bridge & hand over to Robertson McD & Dent Fritz puts in a couple of whizz-bangs & the wonderfull B.S in of a Mac & quits cold & nearly cries, I grab his end after snatching the sling from him & carry out to Souchez corner. the duck walk is all blown to pieces. we pass a walking patient that left with the squad ahead of us. The four of us then carry shoulder high to Ablain. I am tired out. Mac asks me not to report his conduct & makes umpteen apologies, the patient we passed does not put in an appearance. The brave sergents send Shorty M. down alone for a pair of wheels & I told R.S.M. Brown about it. the gave S.S.S the deuce. the sergents quit on their first carry in seven months. the poor boobs. Sunday April 1
