Sunday, 19 September, 1943

G.H.N.

19-9-43                                                                                                         (58)

My Own Darling,

Your two letters dated August 10th and 5th arrived last Wednesday but I have not had an air-letter from you for some time.  However, I suppose I will have one some time during the coming week and in the meantime blame the A.P.O.

I hope you are receiving mine alright.  The time seems to go much slower when one does not receive letters – though on the whole we do very well.

Time certainly seems to be dragging for me.  These last four days before the exam seem unending.  By the way, the written is next Wednesday – Sept. 22nd.  We have then to wait until October 12th for Practical and Aural.  I wonder why they must stretch the agony so.  We then wait another six weeks for the results!  Ah me!  I suppose these things come to try us and often succeed.

It is a marvellous morning, the sun is shining and quite warm.  I would love to have gone for a walk but my conscious said “No, stay in and do some work.”  For once I took notice of my conscience (yes, I have got one).  After a couple of hours at it I felt hungry so went across and had some lunch and here I am, writing to you.  It is now 1p.m. and nearly time for me to go back on duty, so I will finish this tonight.

10 p.m.

Having had my “nightly dip” I decided that I would finish your letter Darling.

I had a letter from Vera Thursday morning and she said that Grandfather is very ill.  She did not say what was wrong with him but I think that his chest has been troubling him for some time.  His age too will not help matters.  He is nearly eighty you know.

I have written to Mother and told her that if he becomes worse to try to get him to hospital as really Mother has quite enough with Vera.  I know what it is like too, nursing old, helpless patients and I am quite sure that Mother cannot do it alone.  Of course, I suppose that this is where I ought to go home but except for anything terribly urgent I cannot go at this stage.

There was no other news worth mentioning from Grimethorpe.

The news continues to be very good, Darling, if the Russians and ourselves continue to progress at this rate this - - war will be over sooner than either of us really expected it to be.

I am still missing you as much as ever my Dear and longing to see you again so very much.  Just to be in each others arms again and hear you say how much you love me and to tell you how much I care.

As that cannot be just yet I will have to say “I love you” in writing.  Au Revoir, your own Grace  xxxxx


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