29th November 1914 (Sunday)
Take over as Sgt Major of camp.
Tent boards placed in tents, busy day. Letters from Lena and Emma.
Sergeant Major Henry Bangert of the Royal Army Medical Corps was posted to France as soon as WW1 started and kept a diary for the time that he was there until he was invalided out in Feb 1916. He wrote almost daily, recording his day to day activities, comments from newspapers and his work in field hospitals. He reported on the military acton that was taking place around him.
Saturday, 29 November 2014
Friday, 28 November 2014
28th November 1914
Departure of S Sgt Jones, Sgts Truscott and Poole. Receive photo of family, gloves, handkerchief, Daily Mirror, People and Weekly Sketch. Had a fine walk along the sea front. Letters to Fred and Lena.
Out here the scenes since I left Dublin have been many and varied. Scenes of peaceful tranquility and scenes embodying all the horrors of war. Scenes of triumph and scenes of defeat. The joy of welcome and the sorrow of departure. The invasion of armies and the flight of refugees, the honourable service of the patriot and the black dress of the widow, the gay fluttering of flags, through towns and villages, the ambulance and train loaded with shattered humanity. The glorious flight in the blue overhead, the scrap iron and wood splinters in the stubble. The long march, the screeching of shell and the boom of cannon, the bivouac in the cornfield, the quiet night, the sky overhead spangled with its myriad stars. The joyous song in the sunshine along the pretty roads of Normandy, the solemnity of the night march along the road past the silent dead laid reverently on the side. The twittering of birds in the dawn, the glorious sunshine, the mangled living and dead in road, field, wood, village and vineyard. Overwhelming odds and brilliant retirement.
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Tuesday, 25 November 2014
25th November 1914
Mild morning. Had a most enjoyable walk to Ste. Adresse via the Fort.
Counted 41 boats in harbour also a large number of fishing boats. Bathed my
feet in the sea, returned along sea front. The sun shone quite warmly all the
time. In afternoon had another walk to the Fort and met 5 Belgian refugees.
Sent letters to Lena and Albert. This view from the Fort of Ste. Adresse makes
a glorious picture; the sun flashing over the sea, the vast shipping in the
harbour, the extensive docks, the circular sweep of the bay, the town of Le
Havre far below on one side and Ste.Adresse on the other, the trim hotels and
houses ans gardens perched picturesquely on the steep slope, the high cliffs
beyond Ste. Adresse with the fluttering flags of the Signal Station sharply
outlined at the top, makes a picture vivid, full of life, colour and grandeur.
Monday, 24 November 2014
24th November 1914
Cold and damp, rain starts at 10.30 am. Read
of cases of loss of reason through exploding shells. Hear of Lt Baines 3rd
Hussars being wounded. 5 German
submarines sunk in Channel. Went to Dentist, obtained teeth, 5 francs. Had a
collision with tram, very narrow escape but caught the tram, Sanvic- Bleville,
all the same. Saw Baron Rothchild’s yacht ‘Atman’ in the docks.
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