With the Serbs in Macedonia

CHAPTER VII
BOMBS
Spring is a notoriously elusive season, and the
springs we were waiting for were even more
elusive. During the early months of 1917
nothing much happened at the front, and very
little happened at home— if you can call a
camp in a ploughed field home. The days of
ransacking trenches immediately after evacuation,
staring at dead, and collecting heaps of
souvenirs were no more.
rumours to feed on.
There weren't even
We had some charming winter days and some
particularly bitter frosty spring ones. Bright
warm sunshine would be followed by ten
degrees of frost ; a biting north-easter would
give place to a western zephyr ; and that in turn
would be succeeded by a heavy snow-storm or a
deluge of rain. A meteorological chart for our
particular bit of Macedonia— for the weather
among the hills we discovered was curiously
local— ^would have looked like a child's attempt
at drawing a range of mountains.
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