Sunday, 1 and Wednesday, 4 October, 1944 - a sea letter
Grimethorpe 1-10-44 My Very Precious Darling, As it is Sunday evening and I have not got an air-letter left and as it is such a long time since I wrote you a sea letter and as I think that the first of the month deserves a letter as it means one month nearer our re-union – well, I thought that I would write this tonight. Mother and Dad are out at some sort of Variety show at Moorthorpe, leaving Vera and I alone. I am sitting in the old armchair in Vera’s bedroom as I write this and a beautiful fire is burning in the grate. I have just been saying to Vera “If only Stan were sitting in this chair – “ and then my thoughts went back to nearly two years ago and the times you sat in this same chair and the times you made toast by this fire and the times we kissed in this same bedroom and oh, Darling, lots and lots of other thoughts of the little simple things we did together. How precious those memories are to me now my Darling but when I think about them how my heart ...