Fit as Fiddles and as Hard as Nails

patients (many were badly wounded ) and the night nurse made. My appetite was good and everything looked to be going well.
On April 27th. we left the Hospital for the station, the kindly young doctor fastening a pillow on to my foot to save it from being moved about (which pillow I now have) and this proved most beneficial. The train journey to Harve was most comfortable and I slept most of the 6 hours. We were rather disgusted to find that the ship was bound for Dublin but as we were glad to leave France we didn’t mind too much.
The ship was the Oxfordshire and was very comfortable. I seemed to get worse on board and the Doctor performed a slight operation, which proved to be no good at all. We had a calm crossing and on April 30th. were safely anchored in Dublin