The conflict that would never end for so many survivors

When the First World War finally came to an end at 11 o’clock in the morning on November 11 one Scottish soldier may not have been unduly surprised. Earlier in the year, in July 1918, John Thomson, a young Gunner from Penicuik in Midlothian, had taken shelter in a shell-hole on the Ypres sector of the Western Front. Exhausted by the shock of battle, he had drifted into sleep and, in that curious twilit state of half-sleeping and half-dozing, an apparition dressed in black came to him to say th .