Saturday, 16th October 1943

 G.H.N.

16-10-43  

My Very Own Darling,

This morning I received an air-letter from you dated Oct. 3rd.  Yesterday the other pair of silk stockings arrived safely.  Darling, those stockings are so marvellous I hardly dare put them on, not having had the pleasure of handling really fine stockings for about three years.  I am so pleased that you thought of sending them Darling and thank you so much for them.  All my friends look at them with envy.  Nice stockings are such treasures these days.

This morning I had a telegram from home telling me that Grandad had died*. I shall be going home Tuesday as the burial will be on Wednesday.  Poor Mother, she always seems to catch any extra work that is going around.  I feel that I would like to go home but I went to Matron the other day and she said that she could not possibly spare me (I bet that they would if it were for their convenience though).  However, she said that she would try and arrange for me to have a little time off for the funeral.  It makes me feel so cross.  I can spend all my time looking after other people's sick relations but when it comes to caring for one's own people – then they look upon it in a different light.  You know Darling – I do not regret one minute of the extra time off which I took in January when you were home.  How is it that these people in authority have such narrow minds and lack understanding other peoples view points?  Really, it is beyond me.

Darling, I am sorry, this is a doleful letter and I am sure I did not intend making it so when I first started writing it.

This week's assortment of post I have received from you has made up for the four long weeks I was without.  I have had post from you every morning of this week but one.  They are such grand letters you write me and so interesting.  Some days, when everything seems to go wrong I take out your letters and read how much you care.  It is such a comforting thought  to know that there is one person, even though that person is miles away, who cares about you and really loves you.  Do you not think so too Darling?

Au Revoir, I am still missing you so much.  All my love, Yours Grace  xxxxx

* See the post dated 26 September for more about Grace's Grandfather, John Walker.


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