Item 03: Thomas Alcock war narrative, 1917-February 1919 - Page 107

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[Page 107]

Right at the summit was a naval gun painted to represent the colour of the cliff On a lower eminence was a battery of what looked to me like 6" Naval Guns.

As on a previous occasion when in the Meditteranian sea the sun shone brightly. It was quite a picnic day

After reaching Gibraltar we all seemed to be possessed with a feeling of expectancy due I take it to the fact that we were on the way home.

My spiritual experience alternated. Now I felt quite in communion, at other times this communion was broken.

The Officers and nurses

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