Item 01: Frank Valentine Weir letter diary, 19 December 1914-31 December 1915 - Page 236
Suppose I should write a lot but in bed I seem to fill the time sleeping & reading.
Egyptians in Tarbushes (Fez) wait on the officers – Greasy soup, Macaroni stuff I feed the sparrows out of the window with it –
Mine is an iron bed, but most of the soldiers are made of Palm Leaves – or rather the Ribs – Another Officer Capt Lawry 1st L.H. just arrived from Anzac wounded. We have made no progress over there - & losing men daily- I shall be longer in bed than I expected but have no pain – but I hate the Hospital with its smell of Chloroform & operations & dead men & crutches etc. etc; really tho' I am thankful to be spared.