Fit as Fiddles and as Hard as Nails

Bay. I was delighted when carried off the ship to see the English (or Irish I should say) faces of the crowd. There was a fleet of motor cars waiting, and I was placed in a comfortable Tradesman’s vehicle along with a boy who was my very good friend afterwards Paddy Hutchinson of the Leinsters. I thought he was much worse than I for he was hit in three places but as things turned out he was not. The owner of the vehicle was with it and he sat by us instructing the driver to take a round about way to be on the best roads and to drive very slowly and soon we arrived at the Hospital in Mountjoy Square.
I was delighted to find myself in such a comfortable house and felt sad because my label had the word “Temporary” on, thinking I was only going to be there Temporarily. But it meant the Hospital was a Temporary one.