Berguette. Although I have always put down in my diary that we are stationed at Berguette as we are so near Berguette station, we are really in Isbergues which seems to be scattered all over the place. Berguette lies on the other side of the railway line, and I walked in there this morning visiting the church there. Stopped in all the afternoon, and at tea time Thomas chocked himself and fainted, first time I have ever seen anyone do it. Guard.