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September, 1915
Friday 3
Do not think because I am still in Hospital I am seriously wounded, I am A.1. & only waiting for the flesh to fill up the wound Of course being in bed has made me a bit weak, but very fat & soft.
With these notes I send you snap shots of our Position at Anzac – if I sent you negatives, a Photographer might strike off prints for sale at your Bazaar affair to help your friends eh? I see by the Papers that old [indecipherable] has married again!!!
Will sort this love to all.

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