I am going into the trenches to-night for two or three nights and then for about a week's rest. I have just had a week's rest. I cannot tell you the exact number of days, as I should have to censor it myself if I did. I must stop now. Much love to all, From your loving Son, ALEC. A/101 TRENCH MORTAR BATTERY, 101ST BRIGADE, B.E.F. My darling Mother,-- It is Sunday afternoon, 2-30, and I am just finishing dressing. We came out of the trenches yesterday; we were only in three or four days, as the brigade has to hold these trenches for longer than was first intended--my second in command is in now. I shall have about 11 days rest now. We arrived at our billet at about 11 o'clock last night tired and hungry, and found everyone in bed; however, one of the girls got up and made me an omelette, consisting of five eggs, and some coffee, and the men had beer and coffee. Then I read some letters from Father, Amy and Roly Wait, and then to bed. I have got an awfully comfortable bed. I will write later; this is only to let you know that I am safe and happy. Much love to all. In haste, From your loving Son, ALEC A/101 TRENCH MORTAR BATTERY, 101ST BRIGADE, B.E.F. Sunday. My darling Mother,--