Saturday, 6 November, 1943

2364226                                                                                       77.
Sergt Bristow S,
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces.

6 Nov 43      

My Very Own Darling,

I am afraid that I couldn’t manage to keep my promise about writing a long letter last night as a spot of work came on the scene at the last moment.

I couldn’t let the sixth of the month pass, however, without writing to you.  I was thinking last night about the last 21 months, Darling.  Time is rolling relentlessly on, isn’t it?  Despite the fact that we have been separated for so long out of these 21 months, they have been exquisitely happy ones, haven’t they?

Neither of us ever dreamed that the whole course of our two lives would be changed, as we set out to that Grimethorpe “hop” 21 months ago tonight, did we, especially you who had got things so nice and fixed in your mind of how life was going to be.

Oh Darling, how pleased I am that I managed to change your mind for you in the weeks that followed.  Now, looking back over the months I cannot imagine what my life was like before I had you to love and be loved by.  You mean everything to me Darling, my every minute is bound up in thinking of you & wondering how long the day will be before we are together once again & ready to live like two ordinary human beings & grasp the happiness which we have but barely sampled in the past 21 months.  Life holds such promise doesn’t it, my Dear?

One can afford to indulge in a bit of optimistic dreaming these days too, can’t one?  The war goes well on all fronts, & the marvellous Russian Army are outdoing themselves in their feats.  What our position would have been like if Russia had not been in the war I dared not think of!!  Still, with the Jerries on the run like they are at the present, all one can dream & hope for is an early collapse.

I am enclosing a copy of the “Union Jack” with the name of “yours truly” on the front page!

I don’t know if I told you that I had a bloke working for me who had been on the “Daily Express”, but he managed to wangle a transfer to the staff of the Army Newspaper a week ago & as a lark he came along & interviewed me the other day – my first experience of being interviewed, although I have inflicted the “third degree” on lots of other people in my time!!

Anyway, I couldn’t think of anything brilliant to say on the subject of the Moscow conference, as you will note.  Its all OK on paper, but putting it into effect is going to be a hell of a job.

I don’t think I have anything else to tell you tonight, Dear, except that I love you so much, Darling and am counting the days as they drag by.  They just mean one thing to me & that is – one day less to that most thrilling & most looked forward to minute, when I can take you into my arms & experience the thrill that only you can give me as your lips touch mine & you breathe “I love you, Darling”.

Remember, Darling, “Patience is a virtue”!!!

Always Yours, Stan  xxxxxxxxx

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