Sunday, 13 February, 1944

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Sergt. S. Bristow
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces                                                                           112.

13 Feb 44

My Very Own Darling,

Sunday once more and the end of another week, a week which finished very pleasantly for along rolled a letter from you this lunchtime.  Quite a recent one, too, for it arrived in eight days.

There was also one a couple of days ago, in which you mentioned that the powder and lipstick had turned up, appropriately enough on your birthday, too, I noted from the date.  I was pleased to hear that it seemed alright.  Personally, it looked to me like a packet of flour, but then, being a mere man, I don’t suppose I would know anything about these sort of things.

And so you think I spoil you, do you Darling?  Well, I can’t think of a much pleasanter pastime.   I am thinking of making a habit of it after the war!!

Glad to read that the “anniversary letter” arrived safely and that you liked it.  Your reply, Darling, was really heavenly and made me feel really happy.  I never fail to get a thrill out of reading how much you are loving me and missing me, but like you I am living for the day when I can once again take you into my arms and show you how much I have missed you during the months that are passing.

The months are slowly rolling by aren’t they?  I wonder how many more will pass before we find ourselves together again and in a position to put our plans into force.  After the severe test this enforced separation is giving us, I don’t think Darling that we need ever wonder if our love for one another is set on good foundations or not. The fact that we are still missing each other so much is proof enough of this isn’t it?

You would like to come over and do a spot of nursing on me would you?  I think my temperature would be apt to rise if I saw you come round the corner, Darling, and I shouldn’t be a very quiet patient, I can tell you.  Wouldn’t it really grand if we could just pop over the hundreds of miles which separate us and spend a few hours together when we wanted to?

You describe the weather here as “erratic” and believe me it is.  I think in one of my recent letters I mentioned that at last spring had arrived.  That was a very dangerous statement, for on the very next day, it decided to snow and since then – well, it has been very cold.  Some of the roads in the mountains have been impassable and the seas has been exceedingly rough.  I have felt sorry for the poor devils trying to land stores and equipment up by the Anzio bridgehead.  They must have had a bit of a job on this last two or three days.

Apart from this change in the weather once more, there has been very little change in the daily routine.  We’ve been very lucky again this week, we’ve had three cinema shows again.  Best of the bunch was the Fred Astaire and Rita Hayworth film “You were Never Lovlier”.  It was quite entertaining.

Have you managed to get that photograph taken yet, Darling?  I am looking forward to it very much, so hurry the old photographer up, there’s an Angel.  They tell me that it is a hell of a job getting a photograph taken in England these days.  You have to put your name on a waiting list for several months, don’t you?

Well, my Dear, it is bedtime and the end of this page, so that means I shall have to say “Goodnight” again.  Not one of those long lingering goodnights of last year, I am sorry to say.  But then, they’ll come again as long as we are patient, won’t they? 

All my love Angel.  Stan  xxxxxx

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