Tuesday, 30 November, 1943

2364226                                                                                       83.
Sergt S. Bristow
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces

30 Nov 43    

My Very Own Darling,

It has at last caught up with me!  I am sitting here tonight with my eyes & nose simply streaming.  I have got the office cold.  I don’t suppose I can grumble, really, for I am the last out of nine to get it!

Colds are so annoying, however, & make one feel quite irritable.  Some asprin & hot lemon appears to be indicated tonight when I go to bed.

I had quite a pleasant surprise yesterday, Dear, when a letter posted on 23rd November arrived.  Fancy only six days!  How it arrived at the same time as the one you posted on the 10th is quite inexplicable.

The news in your letter of the 23rd didn’t mean half as much to me this year as it did last.  How I used to count the weeks to your night duty when I was in England.  Those five nights off you used to have whilst you were on night duty caused me to do more wangling than I ever thought I was capable!  The reward was worth it however!!

The fact that was always managed to get home together was a source of mystery & amazement to the good folks of Grimethorpe, wasn’t it?

How I wish that now I was looking forward to your first lot of nights off on this spell of night duty.  From your description of the patients, too, you seem to have landed in a queer ward, too. Anyway don’t let the patients get you down & don’t get run down as you usually do when you are on night duty.  Yes, it is a coincidence but all the important happenings of your life in the past three or four years should be whilst you were on night duty.  The best thing that could happen on this night duty is for the blamed war to end!

The Nursing Council are certainly keeping you on tenterhooks over the results of your finals, aren’t they?  I wonder if they realize how impatient I am getting?

But still my patience has been called into use a lot this last year, just as yours has, Darling.  When I think of you and the happy times which are waiting for us to enjoy, that’s the time I get impatient.

I hope you won’t feel too lonely when you spend your nights off at home without me.  How I long to be with you again, Darling, to enjoy those cosy, intimate evenings in front of the blazing fire.  They were grand nights, weren’t they?  The only trouble was that there had to be an end to them! 

Until next time, all my love Darling.  Yours Stan   xxxxx

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