Blake diary, 1917-1919 / Frank Blake - Page 26

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Tuesday April 10th
arrived at Camp 3pm after tiring journey. Most of us I think has a touch of the Blues
Wednesday April 11th
S major had a brain wave [indecipherable] while we were away. New orders all tents to be down before first parade. What a scramble to get on parade ground in time. Sgt B. (the lusty youth) entertained us this morning. He closed his eyes, yelled shun and fell over a wire. He rose asking us sarcastically was there anything funny, some wag said you and we thought he would go mad. Half an hour extra [indecipherable] physical jerks. Sgt not a bad old sort troubled with bad temper.

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