Wednesday 4 August 2010 by Janice Farrer. 1 comment
Diary of an Anzac

Please note: Care has been taken to transcribe these entries without alteration to preserve the original language of Herbert Vincent Reynolds. 

A group of 1st Battalion officers resting. A group of 1st Battalion officers resting.

‘The explosion of a bomb dropped by an enemy aeroplane woke me this morning just after dawn, it fell about 50 yards away an exploded with a deafening crash but did not damage. We have been engaged today constructing a sand bag shelter for a dressing station which is situated in our camp at the end of the communication sap from Victoria to Shrapnel Gullies. A large number of Kitcheners new army arrived here during the night and are bivouacked in the various gullies in which terraces have been dug recently for that purpose, a great amount of work has been done in constructing saps and shelters of various kinds lately. Sixteen reinforcements arrived early this morning for our unit and one was wounded this afternoon while bringing water from the water depot. An enemy aeroplane passed over here at about 6pm and followed one of our own machines down towards the Cape, and a little later another of our planes circled overhead for a while.’


Harriet Bailey

My feelings of this diary entry was sad but proud of my country. I find it astonishing that so many men and women offer their lives to help Australia. I cant believe that someone could wound someone carting water to soldiers. He was causing no harm. I find it hard to believe that someone has such a heart.