In
afternoon had a very enjoyable walk to the fishing village of Le Portel and
along the sea front. The quaint Sunday dress of the fisherfolk who were grouped
about the picturesque streets or outside or near the doors of the old houses,
and the children with smiling faces on their way to Sunday School, formed very charming
scenes. The children always smile as we pass and greet us. It is true that they
often say good night when it is morning or vice versa, and they run to shake
hands. From the height by the Fort we had a fine view of the harbour and of the
seaward side of Boulogne. The sunshine flooding over the sea looked very fine.
We descended to the sandy cove where the fisher boats lie and saw a fisher boat
come in and the little crowd that collected around. We then walked up the cliff
on the other side and so by the footpath by the cliff edge. The torpedo boat
that brought the Belgian refugees was lying tilted over by one of the piers.
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.
Wednesday, 18 February 2015
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