Margaret Fletcher

It was in Halifax and we were going to go overseas and we just got to the edge of the harbour and we found there was a submarine waiting there to kill us. So then we turned around and came back and I came up to Toronto and stayed with the Mays [family] for a while and then they called us back to come back down and start all over again. So the second time, we got on a ship and we just scooted right across, we didn’t have any kind of an escort. And we landed in a, I don’t know where it was, somewhere north of London. We had Canadian hospitals over there that we had established and we staffed them of course. Our duty were in the hospital, we had wards and we had, we had patients in the wards and we did all our medications and, and treatments and everything else for them, just like an ordinary hospital. One day, we had a, I think it was a general came in to see one of the brigadiers who was a patient and nobody paid any attention to him because we didn’t have time. And of course, we didn’t just do an eight-hour shift, we did a 12 hour shift and we never had holidays. There was just too much work to be done. When the Canadians had a particularly bad day at Caen [Normandy, France], and of course, we got an awful lot of patients from there. We looked after them properly, that’s all I can say.