21st March 1918, Spring Offensive begins
'Very early in the morning a heavy bombardment began which grew in intensity - it was as if all Hell had been let loose and I can only describe it as being like hundreds of glasshouses crashing all around us. The extraordinary thing was I did not experience fear, only a kind of strange elation.
Once during the bombardment I had to answer the call of nature and as i could not go out amongst the shells I had to do the best I could on the platform between the day and night dugouts taking a spade with me! I remember thinking how undignified it would be to be caught with my trousers down!
All the time I kept going up into the lookout to see what was happening and to report back.
When it became light I noticed a thick fog and detected the addition of gas. So I had the added disadvantage of having to wear my gas mask. This state of affairs went on until I suppose about 9 o'clock in the morning...