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This was his favourite spot and there he composed the poetry about it which begins with "Spot of my Youth – Whose hoary branches sigh: etc. Its Anzac day to-morrow. Good-bye dears I'm going to roam around now and go back hoping there'll be some news of our going when I return.

April 26th Here I am again at Hampstead Heath but I am going to do some print and just say good-bye to you for awhile. I called in at Headquarters for a warrant before coming out and Miss Conyers told me that we were going to France in the morning – Hip hurrah.

Yesterday was Anzac day. There was a Service in the morning at the AI F War Chest. A concert in the evening – And in the afternoon Mr Seymour Hicks reserved his Theatre for the Anzacs. It was very very enjoyable.
Love to everybody

PS: May 10th 1917 At No 16 British Hospital, somewhere in France

Out Hospital is not quite ready for us at A------------ And so we are divided up into 5 Sections. And for the time being in different Hospitals. There are 15 of us here – And it's the lovliest spot on top of a ------------ I'll tell you all about it in my nest. Au revoir – I am quite well.

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