Patrick Macgill: 10 books

By 1915 the trenches of the Western Front were in different states of repair, including the captured trenches, which had all but been destroyed as a result of shell fire. The countryside and villages were a scene of utter devastation, nothing but mud and mounds of rubble where communities and fields...

Winner of a much esteemed star from doyen of First World War writers Cyril Falls, the author writes of the battle of Loos in 1915, particularly graphically. MacGill was actually engaged and wounded during the battle whilst serving with the London Irish Rifles. “MacGill, who had won considerable...

Patrick MacGill (24 December 1889 – November 1963) was an Irish journalist, poet and novelist, known as "The Navvy Poet" because he had worked as a navvy before he began writing. This work is a collection of essays describing an Irish enlisted man's experience of the training leading up to his departure to fight in the first world war. (Excerpt from Goodreads)

Examining the life of a young man who is sent away from home to work to help feed his family.  He is sent away at the age of twelve.  This is his life story, and the strange things he learns in this fascinating coming of age tale.

In this small ebook, are but nine chapters which give an Australian perspective of their time spent on the Western Front in France. The imperishable deeds of the Commonwealth’s glorious soldiers, least of all the Australians, or Diggers, have carved for themselves a deep niche in the topmost towers...

In the city of Glasgow there is a lodging house for women known as 'The Rat Pit'. Here the vagrant can get a nightly bunk for a few pence...'The Rat Pit' is a transcript from life and most of the characters are real people and the scenes only too poignantly true. This is a fascinating novel of the...

A tale of men who lived and died in the trenches in World War One.  The British soldiers wore brown, hence the name, the Brown Brethren.  This is a thrilling and heart rending tale.

I am one of the million or more male residents of the United Kingdom, who a year ago had no special yearning towards military life, but who joined the army after war was declared. At Chelsea I found myself a unit of the 2nd London Irish Battalion, afterwards I was drilled into shape at the White City...