Friday/Saturday, 13 & 14 August, 1943

Nurses Home
General Hospital
Nottingham

13-8-43     

My Very Own Darling,

Two air-letters arrived yesterday following your ordinary letter the previous day.  One was dated July 27^th and the other was written the same day as you ordinary letter – August 1^st.

Darling, I look forward to your letters so much, as I know you do mine.  We do very well for letters really, don’t we?  I was pleased to hear that you had received two more of my letters.  I hope that you have received more of them by now.  I suppose that it is with you flitting around the countryside that they have been delayed.

This mornings post brought me a letter from home.  Vera said that you Mother had sent her a post card from Sleaford.  I was under the impression that it was next week they went on holiday but I must have been wrong.

I have just re-read your letter telling me how you spent Bank Holiday Sunday.  You did make my mouth water – telling me about the black grapes.  I thought that I had achieved something when I got a pound of plums yesterday, from the same shop as those we got when you were in Nottingham.  If I remember rightly we went down to the river to eat them.

You know Darling, you are letting yourself in for something – telling me how well you can wash now!  For all you know the future Mrs Stanley Bristow may not like washing and then what?  Is there anything else in the domestic line that you have learned to do well since you left England?  I would like to make a note of all your domestic capabilities for future reference!!

It has been my half-day to-day.  Laughton and I went to the Theatre. There was a play on called “This Time its Love”.  It was alright but I have seen better.

It is now about 10.30 p.m. and “black-out” time.  There, I can go on writing now until the lights go out.

Have you ever read the book called “The Good Earth” by Pearl S. Buck or have you seen the picture?

I have had the book lent to me but have not started reading it yet.  I do not seem to have much time for reading these days.  The only opportunity I get is between 10 – 11 p.m., when I really ought to be asleep.  Strange as it may seem it is about the only time that I can start to really learn something.  I never absorb it during the day.  Of course when there are two books lying on my bed table I usually leave the swot book alone.  Dreadful, isn’t it?

Saturday morning

As the lights went out earlier than usual last night I could not finish my letter.

I am off duty this morning and thankful that I am too.  Sister is in none too pleasant a mood.  The doctor for our ward has gone on holiday and we have got a woman doing his locum.  Nothing irritates Sister more than changes.  However, she will get over it.

Kit has been trying to persuade me to go out all morning but I did not want to go.  In the end she decided to go by herself as she wanted something to eat.  I think that the food on night duty these days is dreadful.  I must say that she has got thinner since we came back from our holidays.

The weather has changed since we returned.  I think we had our holidays at the right time.  We had quite a hot spell for several days after our return but there is a definite Autumn nip about the air now.  The trees too seem to be turning quite early this year.  Some of the leaves are quite crisp.  I quite like the autumn myself.  I love the feel of the leaves underfoot, especially when going early morning walks. 

I am glad that the Army has trained you to get up early.  What was that – you will not once you are out of the Army?  Well, we’ll see!  Sounds like a threat that doesn’t it?

And now my Darling, that is enough for one day.  You must think that I write some piffle at times.  There is one thing I do write however, which I know is true and sincere and that is that I love you Darling, more and more each day.

Yours always,  Grace   xxxxxxxx

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