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Updated: June 7, 2025


He was riding hard; his horse stumbled, but by a great effort the rider recovered himself. He dashed past me and, clattering over the fallen masonry, disappeared from sight. I looked around. Not a sign of life anywhere, so I decided to make for Vraignes about a kilometre distant south-east of Bovincourt.

"Well, this must be one of your excellent prisoner's so-called armoured cars, because I was in Bovincourt with of the Corps Intelligence, hence the two cars.

"I couldn't say," he replied, "but my men were well in touch with them early this morning, but you seem to know more about it here than anyone else. When on earth did you arrive in the village?" "Just before you," I replied. "I came from Bovincourt." "Well, you have got some job. I certainly didn't expect to find anyone so harmless as a photographer awaiting our arrival."

"I have been in Bovincourt," I said, "but there are none there, though I heard a lot of rifle-fire just outside the village." We arrived at the car and, quickly hitching on a rope, the engine was started up and, with a heave and a screech, it moved forward and was eventually dragged on to the road. "Thank Heaven," I thought.

Daylight was breaking, the car arrived and, with all kit aboard, I started out again for the Somme, wondering what the day would bring forth. I stopped on the way to pick up the "still" photographer. "Where for to-day?" he asked. "Bovincourt and Vraignes," I replied, "and, if possible, one or two of the villages near by. I must get into them before our troops, so as to be able to film their entry.

The black cat had certainly brought me luck. The Enemy Destroy Everything as They Go Clearing Away the Débris of the Battlefield And Repairing the Damage Done by the Huns An Enormous Mine Crater A Reception by French Peasants "Les Anglais! Les Anglais!" Stuck on the Road to Bovincourt.

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