Thursday, 27 January, 1944

Grimethorpe                                                                                 (93)

27-1-44

My Own Darling,

Once again I write to you from Grimethorpe.  I arrived here at 3 p.m. yesterday feeling exhausted.  As I retired to my bed at 7 p.m. and slept soundly until 9 a.m. I feel quite refreshed and energetic to-day.

The picture “The Lamp Still Burns” is showing in Nottingham this week and a friend and myself wanted to see it so we had to get up at 2.15 p.m. on Tuesday.  We were both very disappointed with the picture.  It is supposed to be a tribute to the Nursing profession it did not even show you a complete day of a nurse's life.  There was a nurse sauntering around taking an occasional patients temperature and drinking beer in the kitchen with a doctor.  I certainly think that it gives the public a wrong impression.  I still believe that nobody, except those in the profession, realise just what there is to do in hospital.  Not that it really matters – it would not make any difference.

I posted you an ordinary letter a few days ago but I suppose it will be a few weeks before you get it.

I was amused about your mis-hap with the wave.  Poor you!  However, worse things happen at sea!

By the way, Darling, your last air-letter only took six days to reach me.  Quite a record, isn’t it?

I am sorry that my letters have not been arriving regularly.  We do quite well though really, don’t we?

At the moment Mother is making some tarts.  Guess what she is putting in them – lemon curd made from the lemons that you sent last summer.  It does taste good.

For dinner to-morrow we are having (?illegible) and Christmas pudding.  Is it making your mouth water Dear?  Never mind, you will have more than that when you come home.

The “nips” have just passed on the school bus.  I shall be going up to 19’ after tea.

You know Darling, every time I come home I miss you more and more.

Grimethorpe is very different without you.  As you said in your last letter things are looking brighter now and each day that passes is one day nearer to us being together again. 

Until that day Darling, all my love.  Yours ever, Grace   xxxxxxx

 

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