Tommy’s War: A First World War Diary 1913–1918. Andrew Marr
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week. This is St Valentine’s Day.
Sunday, 15 February
Nell Ruth up for a little, also Lily and John.10 Agnes just about done up, with the anxiety and worry, and then to wait another week. Still sad times.
Thursday, 19 February
Stuffed up the hole where the mice come in to see us, in case we are devoured.
Friday, 20 February
Wee man very restless during the night, so we slept not, perchance a flea was chewing him, or perhaps it is some new trouble. ‘Mon père’ here at dinner time, and Mrs and Miss Gordon in the afternoon.
Saturday, 21 February
It’s getting nearer tomorrow. My hair is getting grey.
Sunday, 22 February
Wild morning and wet. Mrs Gordon came up about 10.45. Doctor Drevor came up about 11.30 and then Dr Gardiner shortly after. We got shaky then. Poor Wee Tommy stretched on the table, chloroformed, and his tonsils cut and adenoids removed. It lasted about 10 minutes but left a poor wee sick sore boy. Mrs Gordon went away about 4.15. Andrew came in for a little, also Mrs Cormack, then Lily and Mrs Carmichael. Mrs Brown came to the door and wee John McCort was up.11 Sad times.
Monday, 23 February
Wee man had to be nursed all day, his throat very sore. Nell Ruth up in the morning. Mrs Gordon and Nannie here in the afternoon.12 Josephine here at night.13 Wee man a little cheerier at bedtime. Mrs Cormack came up for a little at night. Agnes nearly all out.
Wednesday, 25 February
Wee man still finds it difficult to swallow and has a stiff neck.
Thursday, 26 February
Mrs Gordon up in the forenoon, also the doctor. Tommy got a very bad cold and his neck has to be rubbed with olive oil. Lily up for a little in the afternoon. Tommy very wretched at night. Not well at all.
Friday, 27 February
Agnes washed the stairs. Tommy’s cold much the same, but he is fearfully cross. Agnes ‘fed up’.
Saturday, 28 February
Doctor up in the forenoon. Thinks Tommy all right now except for his cold. He is not coming back ‘grâce à Dieu’.14 Went to the library in the afternoon. Pouring wet day. Tommy behaving like a little fiend. Agnes got a sore back and shoulders. She is having her doubts about the operation now. Extra melancholy.
Sunday, 1 March
Very wet day (of course). Tommy seems in better spirits. Poor Agnes in a state of collapse today. Took a walk around the ‘100 Acre Dyke’ after dinner.15 Agnes had to lie down for a little today.
Monday, 2 March
Cold, windy, wet day (again, of course). Wee man fine today. Did a little joiner work at night. Got my hair cut. Trout fishing begins today.
Tuesday, 3 March
Weather same as yesterday, only worse. Agnes washed the stairs. Tommy’s neck seems to have more joints in it now.
Thursday, 5 March
Weather beastly, heavy rain, the quintessence of cussedness. Tommy quite well now.
Tuesday, 10 March
Chased a mouse in the scullery last night, but caught it not.16
Wednesday, 11 March
Agnes very ill during the night and not at all well today.
Thursday, 12 March
Agnes in the wash-house in the afternoon.17
Saturday, 14 March
Agnes very ill at night, sick and vomiting and wild sort of pains inside. Am greatly alarmed.
Sunday, 15 March
Agnes very ill during the night and vomited a lot. It is the bile. Feeling a little better during the day. Jenny Roxburgh here about 2 p.m.18 She brought Agnes a nice white shawl. Jenny left about 8.30 p.m. and I saw her on to a Dalmuir car at Glasgow Cross.19
Wednesday, 18 March
Agnes in good form today. She broke the teapot and broke a bowl at night when she was baking, and spilled treacle all over the carpet. Glad I didn’t do it.
Sunday, 22 March
A very nice day. Tommy got a bad cold and Agnes got a very sore head. Before dinner I took a long walk. Pollokshaws, Cowglen Road and Crookston. Took the car back from there as I was late.
Monday, 23 March
We got no sleep all last night. The wee man saw to that. He complained of a sore head, a sore tooth, a sore belly, a sore ear, a sore knee.
Saturday, 28 March
Slave trade abolished 1807. I entered into bondage 10/6/10.
Sunday, 29 March
All of us at Clydebank, nestling in the bosom of the Roxburgh family.
Tuesday, 31 March
Nannie Henderson here in the forenoon, saying goodbye as she is going to Australia.20 I did not see her, so I shed tears (je ne pense pas).21
Wednesday, 1 April
Agnes