Sunday, 22 & Tuesday, 24 October, 1944
G. H. N. 22.10.44 197 My Very Own Darling, I am writing this on my last evening at the G.H.N. I can hardly realise that it really is my last night here. My bedroom at the moment is hardly recognisable, as I have just been trying to pack. I thought that I had taken the majority of my belongings home but when I started packing I realised that I had not. Yesterday the postman brought me two letters from you, one of which you had written before the three which I received the previous day. Where it has been hiding I do not know. I did intend answering them tonight and t...