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biscuits; and our stretchers were carried out by voluntary workers – old, or physically weak men who were not fit to be soldiers, but enthusiastically do this work. When I saw my bearers I wanted to get out & walk worse than ever; but they did not let me drop. Flowers were thrown in to us in the Ambulance – a nice idea.

Fritz was over the day night week before we arrived here, on a bombing excursion, and did a lot of damage near this hospital. A big barrage of searchlights is put on nightly, searching the heavens for marauding Germans. I lie awake at night and watch them.

When I asked the doctor when he thought I'd be fit to return to France he seemed to think the question a joke; so I dn't think an early return likely. The doctor here has assured me that he does not believe in the consumption idea, however. That worried me a lot, because consumption it seems to me, necessitates a semi-isolation from ones family, if it is severe.

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[Transcribed by Peter Mayo and Judy Macfarlan for the State Library of New South Wales]

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