Thursday, 2 November, 1944
Grimethorpe 2.11.44 204 My Very Own Darling, Another month has started which means just one thing to me – yes, I guess it means the same to you – one more month off our period of waiting. My Dear, how I wish it were the last month we were going to be apart. I suppose we will have to spend a few months separated yet. Ah me! such are the trials and tribulations of this life though I realise that we are very lucky really. Yesterday nothing spectacular happened and it was so cold that I did not go very far from the fire. In fact I spent the greater part ...