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Thursday, 30 March, 1944

G.H.N. 30.3.44 My Own Darling, I received a letter from you yesterday dated March 22 nd .   The letter I received previous to that was dated March 11 th , so where the letters are you have written me between those dates only the A.P.O. knows. One paragraph in your last letter referred to a letter you had written on March 20 th – not yet received.   I am anxiously awaiting the “sermon” as you chose to call it and wondering what it can all be about. However, I am used to waiting now so I guess I shall have to curb my curiosity for a while. I received a letter from home this morning.   Vera is about to “go all glamorous” by having her hair permed.   Mother has managed to get hold of a pair of Irish linen sheets for me.   I am afraid that my tastes in linen as in everything else are rather expensive!   I would rather have a small stock of good things than a large stock of inferior articles. There was only one other item of news from Grimethorpe, ...

Monday, 27 March, 1944 - Stan's Letter

2364226 Sergt. S. Bristow Headquarters                                                                                 128. 15 L of C Signals Cen Med Forces 27 Mar 44      My Very Own Darling, The Army Post Office rose to unprecedented heights yesterday by delivering an air letter to me five days after you had posted it.   It was, to use an Americanism, a new all time high!   That’s the quickest I have ever received a letter from you since I left England.   It is grand to get letters so quickly, isn’t it?    Your letters are always interesting, b...

Monday, 27 March, 1944 - Grace's Letter

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G.H.N.                                                                                (112) 27.3.44 My Own Precious Darling, I have not much to write to you about except the weather which for the last few days has really been glorious.   One can hardly realise that less than a month ago it was terribly cold and everywhere was covered in snow.   Now flowers are popping up everywhere, buds are showing on the trees and it is so warm.   I played my first game of tennis this afternoon or at least the first for two years, so I guess I shall be feeling slightly stiff to-morrow. Stand...

Friday, 24 March, 1944 - Stan's Letter

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2364226 Sergt. S. Bristow Headquarters                                                                                 127. 15 L of C Signals Cen Med Forces 24 Mar 44 My Very Own Darling, Work’s finished for another day and before I turn in for the night, I thought I’d write an odd line or two as promised in my letter of two days ago. You made me really jealous dear when you told me how you were sitting in front of a blazing fire listening to the wireless.   I longed to be by your side, able to put my arm round you and tantalise you as I used to do when we were together.   ...

Friday, 24 March, 1944 - Grace's Letter

G.H.N. Friday                                                                                            (111) 24-3-44 My Very Own Darling, Your letter dated March 11 th arrived this morning.   It looked very battered so I don’t know where it had been on its travels.   It was a letter from you Darling so it did not really matter what it looked like. Yesterday was my half-day so a friend and myself went to the “Flying Horse” for tea.   Yes, we really must go there for dinner some time when you come home. Pleased to hea...

Wednesday, 22 March, 1944 - Stan's 25th Birthday

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2364226 Sergt S. Bristow Headquarters, 15 L of Signals Cen Med Forces                                                                            126. 22 Mar 44 My Very Own Darling, I didn’t manage to get down to writing to you yesterday evening, so I thought I would utilise my lunchtime today. By now you should have got my “sermon” of two days ago and have digested it.   I hope that I didn’t put anything in it that has annoyed you. Well, as you see by the date, to-day is my birthday.   I didn’t realise that it was so until about 11 a.m. this morning when I started dating some letters I had writte...

Tuesday, 21 March, 1944

G.H.N. 21.3.44 My Very Own Darling, Not having heard from you for about a week I am wondering how you are.   I know that it is silly of me, I also know that I do extremely well for post compared with some people but Monday or Tuesday usually brings with it a letter from you, Dear. However, I will wait and see what turns up to-morrow – if anything.   I do hope that you are well and don’t forget to “stay wrapped up in cotton wool”. Last Friday night the Aural Dept. staff held a dance in aid of a bed for Malta’s new hospital.   I went but was not very thrilled with it.   The band could have been an improvement.   A dance too Darling is not the same these days without you.   We have a lot to make up, haven’t we – after the war! In yesterday’s paper I read that some big-wig at “Rolls Royce” had prophesied that the war would only last another two months.   He is hopeful!   I only wish that we could beat the Hun in just two months – what do y...