Item 03: W. E. Bendrey diary, 19 June- 17 September 1916 - Page 40
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[Page 40]
July 10 been picked for guard Damn disgrace I reckon. Unable get leave for over a week.
11 Two of the cripples are doing a hop on the hut floor; in fact the one limbed, & the lame are the jolliest boys in the crowd.
Wandered away over the hills & discovered the picturesque Village of Wyke with its fine old Church, neat little gardens, & shady avenues.
In the distance was Portland with its famous prison.
12 Cold, & still more cold; & now its raining a treat. My blankets
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