21st September (1917)

The idiots that be, have made us change huts again and I am with a different set of chaps from whom I know.  However there is a certain interest in making their acquaintance.  Returned after some light refreshment out beneath the twinkling but unknown stars, to find half the camp in its usual state of pay-night inebriety – they call it being stunned.  I enjoy the vagaries of boozed soldiers, they usually get happy tight.

[“The spirit of the troops is excellent”, cartoon of boozed NZ artilleryman by H. P. Watson, copy supplied by Nigel Robson with thanks]

The Spirit of the Troops


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