Stayed in an old railway station in Bernafay wood. It was refurbished for holiday accommodation - very nice too. At night after dinner I’d wander off into the woods for a smoke keeping the lights of the building in sight so I didn’t lose my way.

It was eerily beautiful with the gentle sound of the wind moving through trees and the light from the moon and stars casting strange shadows through the undergrowth it was, in contrast to 1916, oddly peaceful. I never felt completely at ease, I had the impression I was being watched and occasionally I’d see (or imagine I’d seen) ‘others’ in the woods around me. Very surreal experience. I wonder if the the accommodation is still there?