Item 03: Thomas Alcock war narrative, 1917-February 1919 - Page 56

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[Page 56]

Now I come to the last day of my leave. Mr. Philpott with a friend of his a Mr. Skeet came and said Good-bye to me Mrs. Blechingden had been knitting a scarf. Mrs. Philpott also did not forget the "miner man" but provided me with a packet of sandwiches.

I spent that night at the War Chest Club after getting all my pack fixed up. Planes were over that night Cries of "take cover." Gases were fired

Left Victoria Station early in the morning eventually reaching Dover after midday. The climate of England is mostly grey This day was not exceptional Dover is a very old town surrounded by cliffs.

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