Our Corps Headquarters at this time were at the beautiful Chateau of Ranchicourt, where they were very comfortably settled, the country round about being hilly, richly wooded and well watered.

We had church parades in the cinema, and I often wished that the people at home could have heard the singing of the men when we had some favourite hymn which the band accompanied.

Every morning I had a celebration of the Holy Communion there, and sometimes had a good congregation.

One night I was talking to some men in a cookhouse on the opposite side of the village and I announced the service.

When I was leaving, one of the men followed me and asked me if I would speak to his officer for him and get him sent back to some quiet job.