' It's the end of the 1916 winter & the conditions are almost unbelievable. We live in a world of Somme mud. We sleep in it work in it fight in it wade in it & many of us die in it. We see it feel it eat it & curse it but we can't escape it not even by dying...'. Edward Lynch enlisted when he was just 18
- one of thousands of fresh-faced men who were proudly waved off by the crowds as they embarked for France. It was 1916 & the majority had no idea of the reality of the Somme trenches of the traumatised soldiers they would encounter there of the innumerable awful contradictions of war. Private Lynch was one of those who survived & on his return home in 1919 wrote Somme Mud" in pencil in over 20 school exercise books perhaps in the hope of coming to terms with all that he had witnessed there. Written from the perspective of an ordinary ' Tommy' & told with dignity candour & surprising wit " Somme Mud" is a testament to the human spirit for out of the mud that threatened to suck out a man's soul rises a compelling story of humanity & friendship. It is a rare & precious find."