Soon we were at dear old Wallasey
Dad and I had a quick and good crossing and soon we were at dear old Wallasey, and there met all the old friends again. I reported myself at the Borough Hospital at 4 p.m. and was soon fixed up in Ward 2. My leg was almost completely healed and they soon finished it off.
I was nearly five weeks at the Borough and three weeks at James Street Convalescent Home. The food at the Borough was very poor indeed, but we had a good deal of liberty and I came home every Sunday in a Taxi. On Mondays we went to the Claughton Picture House, Tuesday, Queens Hall, Wednesday, Gaiety Soldiers Concert, New Brighton, Thursday, Theatre Royal, Friday, Argyle Artistes came to the Borough or Devonshire Place and Saturday we sometimes went to the Shakespeare. We had quite a number of concerts besides and I got thoroughly tired of pictures and shows.