Friday, 19 November, 1943

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Sergt S. Bristow                                                                                    79?
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces

19 Nov 43              

My Very Own Darling,

I am afraid that there has been an enforced silence for the past few days during which time I have moved my abode to Italy.  I can’t say that the change has been one for the better, except, of course, for the fact that it is a bit nearer home!  I have now been robbed of all the pleasures of a Sicilian town & find myself installed in a very sleepy little town of 20,000 inhabitants, with no amusements except those one can make oneself.

The past few days have been extremely ‘interesting ones’ Darling, & I am going to describe them to you at length in a sea-letter as soon as I have caught up with the work which has accrued during the time the office was closed while we were travelling.

My one regret during the past week has been that you have not been with me to enjoy the absolutely grand scenery that I have passed through.  Passing over hills, thro valleys and along the sea coast, the journey had interest all the way.  But I’ll tell you more in an ordinary letter.

The journey was marred, however, by the fact that I have mislaid some papers during the journey & haven’t yet managed to find them.  The disturbing point is that your photograph is the most important one.  Is there any chance of getting another copy, Dear, I feel lost without it hanging by my bedside?

I wasn’t half annoyed when I couldn’t find it I can tell you.  Am I excused for losing it?

I had my photograph taken by one of those cheap street photographers who print & develop them while you wait the other day.  It hasn’t come out too badly.  I’ll send it along when I write a sea letter.

The change in surroundings will mean a delay in the mail, I suppose.  It is nearly a fortnight since I heard from you, but seems ages.

Your letters are the only bright spot in life these days, Dear.  It is most cheering to read that you are still loving me.

I am missing you terribly, Angel, & just counting the days as they crawl past.  Each one means one day nearer to the day when I shall be able to hold you in my arms again & tell you how I feel.  The written word is inadequate.

All my love Darling, Stan  xxxx

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