Western Mail, Thursday 19 January 1933, page 2

ASSUMING THE PRONE.

The headquarters staff of a certain famous battalion was moving up to a pill-box on Westlock Ridge, just before the Polygon Wood stunt, three officers, some signallers, another runner, and myself. The major's nerves were starting to wear thin as. the following episode shows.

Fritz had been fairly quiet, but as we were teaching our destination he started to drop a few over. One shell lobbed about 100 yards away, and the major, who was in the lead, assumed the prone position- pronto! On seeing where it had lobbed he turned around accusingly, and exclaimed: "Damn that wire!''

Needless to say the wire was conspicuous by its absence!

C.E.W., Lake Grace.