Saturday, 28 August, 1943

2364226
Sergt. S. Bristow                                                                           51.
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces

Aug 28   43   

My Very Own Darling,

So sorry to hear that you have been ill and sincerely hope that you are completely cured and giving the patients “wot for” again!  There appears to have been quite a spate of illness around our family circle this last couple of weeks.  Yes, I had a letter from Mother in which she mentioned that she was pleased the holiday was over – so if they came back with that spirit, it can’t have been very enjoyable.  She does seem rather worried about John.  Have you any suggestions on the subject?

After a very trying day at the Office yesterday (I am finding difficulty in working with the C.O. of this unit) I arrived back in the mess to find your letter waiting for me and of course that cheered me up no end, and then just as I was getting in bed an orchestra on the wireless played the full version of the Warsaw Concerto and so I lay in bed listening to the soothing notes and thinking all the time of you, Angel – and what we plan to do in the future.   It was a most pleasant goodnight, but of course, not at all comparable with the goodnights you used to give me – but I have those to look forward to again.

As I was coming to work this morning an enemy recce plane came over the town and of course the ackack opened up.  It was amazing to see how hysterical the people got.  They have not the guts of the Londoners or people from Coventry and Portsmouth and the multitudes of other towns bombed by the Axis.  The men here are just as bad as the women, too.

Reports still appear in the papers suggesting that Italy is seeking a separate peace.  I wonder how much truth there is in such a rumour.  Perhaps it’s just wishful thinking on some journalist’s part.  Being one of them, I know how imaginative they can be when they are hard up for a story! ! !  Still it would be a marvellous step for us to get them out of the war.  Yes.  Can’t you see my anxiety to get this damned thing finished?

I have just been thinking about the past and I realised that to-day is the anniversary of the week-end in Nottingham.  The weather here to-day is just about as hot as it was when I waited outside the Hospital for you that day (a thing you’ll never be able to live down! !) but how much I wish I was going to do it again this afternoon.  Despite the weather doing its level best to ruin the whole thing, we had a grand time hadn’t we?  When you look back and realise how happy we were together in those days, it seems difficult to realise that even greater happiness is in store for us as it surely is; doesn’t it?

How is everyone at 56.  Give them my best wishes next time you write or go home won’t you.

Well, Darling, I am very busy to-day so I must shoot off and do a spot more work.  Take care of yourself and don’t go working too hard or being ill again, will you.

As always you have my love, Dearest

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