From an article: 'He Could Not Stomach A Bottle Of Beer,' Auckland Star, Volume LXXVI, Issue 304, 24 December 1945, Page 4

"Major Jim Matahare (Maori Battalion): “My grimmest Christmas? Yes, that was 1943 at Orsonga. We were in the line, and the snow was four feet deep. For dinner we had bully beef and biscuits in the trenches. Jerry was pretty active and we had quite a few casualties. We were in the line also in 1942, but on that occasion we were lucky enough to get beer and turkey.”