Wednesday, 13 October, 1943

Nurses Home,
General Hospital
Nottingham

13-10-43     

My Own Darling,

I wrote you an air letter this morning so I suppose it will arrive long before this one.  An air letter is not very big though is it when one has a lot to say?  However, I suppose we are lucky that there are such things as air letters.

I have just finished writing to your Mother telling her bout these lovely stockings which you sent me.  I was thrilled with them.

Kit had a surprise this morning too.  When we went to Wales on the 5th of July (Gosh, it does seem a long time ago) she left a small case on the train at Abertillery.  We made all enquiries about it but it had completely disappeared.  This morning she received a letter from the lost property office at Paddington Station saying that the case was there.  As one of her Aunts lives in London she will be able to collect it for her.  There was a pound of tomatoes in so if they are still there I do not like to think of what they will be like!

I shall try and get home next week as my exam will be over.  Mother wrote and said that Grandad is getting weaker and she would like me to see him.  I do not really want to but I suppose it is my duty to do so.

Thank you for the picture post-cards which you sent me.  I do like receiving them.  It gives me some idea of the surroundings you are in and I find them interesting.

Kit and I went to the theatre last night to see “The Student Prince”.  Bruce Trent played the leading part.  Ever heard of him?  He has something or other to do with Jack Payne I believe.  It was a very good show.

I cannot remember whether or not I mentioned in one of my air-letters that our “school” had been out to celebrate our three years here.  We went to the County Hotel for dinner.  We actually managed to get chicken.  We could only get lager to drink.  Never had the stuff before but I thought it was pretty awful.  I don’t think I shall ever become a confirmed drinker!

I am still on the same ward.  Sister is still off sick so I suppose I shall be a fixture until she returns.  We concocted a parcel and sent it to her the other day.  She is rather fond of Brandy you know, so we managed to get a very small bottle and send it to her.  We also sent her some very unpleasant liquids and pills from the medicine cupboard.  I would just like to see her face when the parcel arrives.

We (Kit & I) went out to tea this afternoon and then on to the flicks.  There is not much one can do on a day off here.

We saw a picture called “Thursday’s Child” and one called “Above Suspicion”.  They were both quite good.

As it is very late I really ought to close my letter and go to sleep.  This is the time of day when I really long for you most Darling.  I cannot tell you just how much I love you.  I hope and pray that this war will not last much longer and that soon my Darling you will be back home again and we shall be together for ever.

Keep smiling Darling, you have all my love.  Yours ever, Grace   xxxxx


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