Front line. Widening the trench. More snow, frost giving a bit in the afternoon. Relieved at 8 pm, march back to Armentieres. Hear Robins died at three this morning. Find Fairs waiting for us at billet. Frost still holding. Tobacco issue.
 Rifleman S. Robins 9519 aged 23 London Rifle Brigade Cemetery III. B. 6
Front line. Robins shot through the head while sniping at 10 am. Help to hold him down from that time ‘till 4 pm. Crawl takes it on ‘till 6 pm when the stretcher bearers arrive, have to give him morphia before they carry him down. Some snow, frost still holds.
Front line. Frost continues all night and day. Lot of sniping, sand bags along the top of the trench absolutely ripped up. Trenches much improved.
( HOB’s 26th birthday)
No 75. Rifle inspection. Up to the trenches in evening. Fine night, hard frost, little snow. Hear about the fuss Sgt. Denny made in connection with the commissions through his cousin on the cabinet.
No 75. Route march in morning and bomb throwing. Madame kisses us all goodbye. Stop in in the evening for a read. Try Grenidien (Grenadine). One of the houses we passed in morning displaying black banners with white cross.
No 75. Parade in morning for rifle inspection, then off to Nieppe for wash and change of clothes. After dinner to M’slle Stella’s with J A Millar, Champion, Baldwin and Robins; have a jolly evening. French woman, 23, not bad looking, stays at our house for the day and night with her little girl five years old.
Support Farm. Nothing in morning. Go up to London Farm in afternoon with sandbags. Relieved to return to private billets in evening. No 75. The five of us.
Support Farm. Orderly. Night fatigues carrying up planks, iron etc. Gum boots issued.
Support Farm. Nothing doing in morning. Fatigue work in afternoon making up a road. Practice night alarm. Hard frost all day. British Columbia sent out tinned salmon.