Airgraph - Sunday, 2 January, 1944

AIRGRAPH

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Sergt. S. Bristow,
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces                                                                           97.

2 Jan 44

ON SEEING THIS YOU WILL NO DOUBT GUESS THAT I HAVE NO AIR LETTERS ON HAND AT THE MOMENT.  AS YOU KNOW, THIS RATHER PUBLIC WAY OF CARRYING ON A CORRESPONDENCE IS ALWAYS A LAST RESORT!!

I WROTE A SEA LETTER TO YOU YESTERDAY EVENING*, BUT I WAS SITTING IN THE MESS TONIGHT DREAMING OF YOU (AS USUAL) AND DECIDED THAT I WOULD COME BACK INTO THE OFFICE TO TYPE THIS AIRGRAPH.

A YEAR AGO TONIGHT WE WERE TRIPPING THE LIGHT FANTASTIC AT THE DANCE AT THE TANK FACTORY, REMEMBER?  IT WAS A MOST PLEASANT EVENING, DARLING, DESPITE THE FACT THAT IT SEEMED AS THOUGH SOMEONE HAD SPRINKLED GLUE ON THE FLOOR.  THAT RIDE HOME THROUGH THE SNOW IN THE TAXI WITH YOU SNUGGLED UP ON MY KNEE IN THE FRONT SEAT WAS A MUCH PLEASANTER METHOD OF GETTING HOME THAN THAT LONG WALK FROM THE LAST DANCE WE HAD ATTENDED IN THAT LOCALITY.  THAT LUNDWOOD AFFAIR WILL STAND OUT IN MY MEMORY FOR A LONG TIME TO COME.  WHAT DO YOU SAY?

I WISH SOMEONE COULD INVENT SOME TYPE OF TIME MACHINE BY WHICH ONE COULD RETURN TO THE PAST BYTHE MERE TOUCH OF A BUTTON.  IT WOULD PROBABLY BE TOO MUCH OF A SUCCESS THOUGH.  TOO MANY PEOPLE WOULD BE LIVING IN THE PAST, ESPECIALLY IF IT WAS AS HAPPY AS OUR PAST TWO YEARS.

I VERY RARELY LIVE IN THE PRESENT NOW; IT IS ALWAYS THE PAST OR THE FUTURE WHICH OCCUPIES MY THOUGHTS WHEN I THINK OF YOU.  AND OF COURSE THEY ARE ALWAYS THE MOST PLEASANT OF THOUGHTS.

WELL, THIS SHORT, BUT I HOPE SWEET, EPISTLE MUST COME TO AN END.  I CAN SEE THE BLACK LINE GETTING NEARER.

MORE TOMORROW.  UNTIL THEN ALL MY LOVE  Stan  xxxxx

* This has not survived

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