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We entered the City of Norwich at dusk, and in a particularly evocative moment we were lit by some fireworks on the way in, reminiscent of the flares of the western front. Stephen snored like a drain all night, and reported in the morning that although he suffered from groundsheet slippage, he was dry (ish) and had slept warmly in the greatcoat. We are all used to a degree of discomfort, having worked as sailors for many years, but I must say this was the first time in a graveyard for me! The pain was growing, and exhaustion was setting in as we carried, but I was sustained by the fact that we were very much in the public eye and that we were doing the task because it was hard. Our entire support team was there when we arrived, and if we hadn’t been hurting so much, it would have been an emotional moment. Motorization has not changed this quality in man nor has it proved the universal solvent of the basic fire problem. I suspect that all but the most essential movement would be stopped by a gas attack, as it was probably too dangerous to move, what with the limited vision and sensual deprivation. Remaining under these sheets was a difficulty that woke me several times in the night, as they seemed to be just that bit too narrow to stop them slipping off. Therefore when we walked on soft surfaces, our boots afforded us grip, but on hard surfaces the impact of walking soon bruised the soles of our feet, making the miles of the Marriots way more and more painful as we went. The net effect was to drain fighting power away from the force as a whole, not only through sapping its moral strength, but assigning tens of thousands of men-enough to have made a national combat reserve -to unnecessary duties in the rear areas. Until the very recent period of motorization in war, the great tacticians have all known that keeping an army light meant fire mobility. The pain and fatigue we were going through was straining our team spirit, but i am proud to say we remained a cohesive team, working together until the end. By this time, we were physically beyond carrying each other, the injuries we had picked up put a stop to any serious carrying from now on. The pain we had been enduring for the last few hours broke over us and we more or less collapsed into our last billet, the crypt of the old charnel house, kindly supplied to us by Norwich school. But to make that possible came more troops, more supply, more vehicles to move the supply, more crews to maintain the vehicles-and still more men to get bored. The long tunnel of trees stretched out before us, but we were determined to get to Norwich that night. As the ground was relatively dry we chose to lay wrapped in our blankets and covered by our groundsheets. But the end of it was that there were fewer troops in the combat area, and more vehicles had to be brought in to move greater quantities of supplies to the ever-increasing number of Soldiers cluttering up the rear. The thing to be done was to gear all military concepts, both moral and material, to the speed and capacity of these new chariots. Only that the pressing danger of supply shortage which was characteristic of the era when tactics had to be based on the horse was exchanged for the evil of a continuing glut of supply, threatening to super-induce a wholly new form of military paralysis. Once we had been interviewed, we were off again, mercifully carrying the stretcher empty, as the strain on our bodies was becoming too much, I wondered whether we would need some stretchers for real. The streets were busy as we walked down Magdalen street and over the Fye bridge, and many people turned to watch as we plodded towards Erpingham gate. After a couple of miles, there was the press again, and as we passed through Great Witchingham and Lenwade we carried out the longest set of lifts since the first day. We refueled ourselves with the ever present Bully beef and Biscuit, washed down with water, and we treated ourselves with a single small cube of Caley’s chocolate each. The possibilities of the new form of transport and of hard-surfaced road systems appeared to have no limit. 10 facts about life in the trenches womens black winter coat female coat woolen coats winter coat womens wwi german trenches hooded raincoat women trenches facts what was it like in the trenches overcoat for ladies facts about trenches winter coats for ladies what was the trenches like ladies pea coats life in the trenches facts trenches in france facts about life in the trenches were there trenches in ww2 trenches 1914 soldier in trench what were the trenches english trenches thetrenches black coat womens white winter coat for women death in the trenches facts about the trenches what were communication trenches used for daily routine in the trenches daily life in trenches

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