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tion we are at present holding – I am getting so weak that I have to sit down and rest every few yards – one gap which was exposed to snipers I was told to run across but hadn't the strength to do it; I had to take my time and my chance of being picked off. This doesn't worry me much, I think I am about done – thank God men of my temperament are few and far between – I am quite satisfied that I'll never make a soldier; a thousand pities to have been born an artist at a time like this – I do wish I could take War in the same spirit with which my comrades face its horrors.
May 6
Relieved from the trenches – back to the Rest Camp. I set to work to make a dug-out, but can only do very little at a time. We are handed out cigarettes, some of which are quite mouldy, though I smoke them as smoking only keeps me going now.
May 7
Little sleep - I dread being asleep more than awake as my dreams are so frightful. I am making no effort to keep a concise diary, I can only hope that I shall be able to forget it all.
Amuse myself designing stained glass windows – it's awful having no reading matter; am reduced to reading labels on jam tins.
All last night the Turks have been bombarding heavily with shrapnel; a quite ujnusual occurrence, as they never used to commence before dawn.