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the really good ranges two miles out. There we loaded magazines for the Lewis and cartridge belts for the Vickers' all morning or all afternoon, proceeding in our turn to shoot dollars worth of ammunition (my goodness, the Kings' very own ammunition!) at paper targets which were scored by N.C.O.s. Some of this shooting was interesting; other bits not so.

In the aerial section we got on the job before daylight and keep at it until 4 o'clock, after which we cleaned guns till six. That is, the conscientious ones cleaned guns till six; I was always so doggoned sick of the delays and time wasting parades that I generally managed to be somewhere else at the time I was supposed to be swabbing a gun-muzzle or