Just to my left some men are filling up a crater.

Then there's a lorry full of bits of an old corduroy road they're going to lay down somewhere over a marshy place.

There are two sausage balloons sitting up aloft, and some aeroplanes coming and going.

Our front line is not more than a mile away, and the German line is about a mile and a quarter.

Far off to my right I can just see a field with tanks in it.