Friday, 19 June, 1942

Home Forces,

Friday 19^th

7 p.m.

My own darling,

I can’t promise you a long letter to-night; I will write more at the week-end.

I thought I would just let you know how pleased I was to find another photograph in your letter this morning.  Of course it had to be passed round the office.  I won’t let you in on all the comments, but they all agreed that I was a most lucky person, having such a grand girl!

I had a surprise on Wed'y.  The Officer i/c Records sent a telegram through to the office to say that I was to be transferred to another unit on Monday next.  Next day it was cancelled, however.  I was a wee bit sorry because the unit to which they were sending me was an A.A. division at York, which meant I could have got home in an hour and a half.

When I first heard, however, my first thought was “How I wish it was near Nottingham.”

It would really be grand if I was near enough to be able to see you on your days and afternoons off, wouldn’t it?

However, I am patiently waiting for the days to crawl by until your day and a half off.  As far as I am concerned it can’t come quick enough.  The more frequently I see you, the less chance there is of you meeting someone better than me.  Looking back on our holidays, however, I really don’t think there’s much fear of that.  There certainly isn’t as far as I am concerned!

Well there is a collection from the GPO at 8 p.m.  If I catch that there is a chance of you getting this sometime to-morrow. 

So until Sunday, I will say “au revoir”.  I’ll write a long letter then.

Keep my love, Angel.

Yours Stan   xxxxxxx

Note: on this day, the British garrison at Tobruk, in Libya, surrendered to the German General Rommel.  The war in North Africa was not going well for the British and Allied forces.