Dated 8th, but actually 9 December, 1943

Nurses Home,
General Hospital
Nottingham

8-12-43      

2 a.m.

My Own Darling,

I started writing you an ordinary letter a few days ago but could not get past the first few lines so I decided to make another attempt.

In one of your air letters received yesterday you said that a sea letter of 45 pages was on its way to me.  I only hope that it all gets past the Censor.  I am certainly looking forward to receiving it.

One of these days I think that I shall have some of them printed.  They will certainly make an interesting book.

Mind you – I only said some of them!

Sister has just been along with the good news that I can go for my “nights off” next Monday.  That will be the 13^th – 17^th.

I feel ready for them too.  Mother has had an attack of Influenza so I suppose she could do with me at home for a short spell.  Also, I seem to have such heaps of things to do before Christmas that this will give me a good opportunity of getting them done.

Of course, my nights off now will not be as thrilling as they were on my last night duty but I suppose I shall just have to resign myself to having a quiet five days.

Darling I miss you terribly but I miss you more when I am at home.  Every time I walk up to 19’ and take the short cut across the fields I think of the dozens of times I have walked that way before with you.  Do you remember how we used to stand by the stile at the bottom of the corn field?

Gosh – it seems years ago but those memories are still vivid in my mind.

Some of those nights were cold too! – in spite of us having “our love to keep us warm”.

I think the coldest night I remember was when we walked from Lundwood in the early hours.  Do you remember how, that night, we agreed to be “just friends”.

Ah me!  How I am looking forward to the day when you return Darling and we can begin living again, when all our dreams are realities, or at least we can make them into realities step by step.

In the last sea letter I received from you, you said that one of your sergeants wanted to marry a Sicilian girl.  I was very interested – you know how we women are – and would like to know the end of the story – did he marry her?

Here is a bit of news that will interest you – No, it is not scandal.  Two days ago I received a small parcel from Nan and guess what was inside – the most beautiful tray cloth for my bottom drawer.  It really is lovely.  She said that as I had got my Finals and we could not go out on the spree she would like me to have the tray cloth.

Kit has already bought me my Christmas present – a tea strainer on a little stand.  All we are short of now is the teapot!

I cannot remember whether or not I mentioned in my last air-letter that Janet had written to me.  She seems to be a very busy person these days, with school, shorthand and music.

I suppose that I really ought to go and look at my patients.  We have had seven new ones in to-day and some of them are very ill.

Just one more thing before I close – I love you Darling and I miss you more and more each day.

Until next time, ‘Bye Darling.  Yours always, Grace    xxxxxxx

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