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run over by our own tank I had better get just in front
& around the corner.
Just as I pulled level there was a burst of Spandeau fire
& 1 bullet went through my ribs & liver & out the front
of my stomach & exploded in a full tin of ciggarettes I
had in my inside tunic pocket.
I sat by a telephone on lamp post for 20 mins, no one took any
notice, everyone was going straight around the corner.
Eventually I was bent double & walk up the road as best
I could to find some of my pals & first aid.
Only the place where the bullet come out was hurting & it
was'nt until I was told that that I knew it had gone right through me.
First stop was in a church where there was 20 or more other
wounded (where I mentioned the young French nurse).
After 2 Hrs I was moved to a Large House with 5 more
other Stomach cases. I was told we were waiting to be operated
on. No one came near us for a couple of Hours or so.
Gradually there was pools of blood under first one & then
another & they passed on. Another chap said Cheerio to his
wife & all his family with his last breath I can well remember.
It wasnt long before I was the only one left alive out of
six & still no one came to see [crossed out][illegiable][end crossed out} me until abut 8 oclock
at night.
I dont remember any more until early next morning I was
carried out & saw about 20 or 30 of our lads that
had died piled in a heap along the wall of the house.
From there I was put on a Duch & taken to a LCT
& returned to [crossed out]th[end crossed out] Gosport. & a blood transfusion.

That ends my 24 hrs
Cheerio
G. Stunell