including one where he hopes his wounds are serious enough for him to be sent home, were recently discovered in a wartime diary kept by one of his comrades on the Western Front.In a poem entitled C.C--which stands for Convalescent Camp--Harry wrote: "Happy I lay upon my bed, pains in my arms, my legs, my head,(At least I told the doctor so), To Blighty now I'm sure to go, I thought, and broadly smiled within; In fact, I could do naught but grin. [. . ."]
from The Daily Record: Newly discovered diaries reveal horror of forgotten Scots WW1 hero
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