25th June (1918)

Been up since 3.30 a.m., an extremely heavy fog loading all the leafage with moisture which falls in sheets with every motion of air.

Released animals in paddock as before, whereat they rolled – spontaneously and collectively – in rotund tupsy-turvy-dom rolls; some rolled with such relish that they first sprang into the air, landing obliquely on their necks and flanks, the better to grind in the grime.  The Jenny wren I first noticed has brought a large brood out in a hole in one of the trees overhanging our bivvy.  Their little wings buzz like those of a beetle.

Saw Warwick today.  Lucky dog!  He has passed his preliminary exam and goes to England in a few weeks to an O.T.C.