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swimming from Watson's Pier, in Anzac Cove were not so fortunate; as a shell fell among them, killing & maiming some half dozen. A young medico from Dunaedoo [Dunedoo?] had both his legs blown off & another was similarly placed, only higher up.
Fishing is one of the chief items indulged by the troops. Owing to snipers getting busy among the beach dawdlers, lines & nets have been discarded & in lieu of them hand grenades are used. You watch a shoal of fish approach & when they get in fairly close to shore, "whiz" "bang", & when the water gets quiet you swim out & pick up your fish. Fish-ball, pancake, & rice for breakker is fairly decent, even if a little out of ordinary.
Tis a long time since last I entered in my memoirs & to a sunbaked youth sitting in a square hole month after month even writing becomes distasteful. It is now 115 days since I landed on this lump of land & about five months since we left civilization behind. Swimming & bed are the only joys of life we taste & they are at times dangerous owing to heavy guns & the constant danger of gases. We all have respirators, both mask & hood, so we are well provided