Monday, 27 March, 1944 - Grace's Letter

G.H.N.                                                                                (112)

27.3.44

My Own Precious Darling,

I have not much to write to you about except the weather which for the last few days has really been glorious.  One can hardly realise that less than a month ago it was terribly cold and everywhere was covered in snow.  Now flowers are popping up everywhere, buds are showing on the trees and it is so warm.  I played my first game of tennis this afternoon or at least the first for two years, so I guess I shall be feeling slightly stiff to-morrow.

Standing on my bed table is a huge vase of golden daffodils – a token of appreciation from one of my patients, whilst on my dressing table stands a little vase of violets.  Yes – spring is really here at last.

It is nice to walk across to the hospital at 6.30 a/m and find that it is light and come off duty at night before it is dark.  I love these mornings – there is usually a hazy mist over everything or a few golden streaks in the sky.

Am I making you long for dear, old, England, Darling.  Never mind, if the war continues to progress as it is doing you may be back here sooner than either of us expect.  I hope so.

At the moment I am reading a book of Mary Wallis called ‘The Golden Arrow’.  Have you ever read any of her books?  Have you had chance to do any reading recently?

In less than a fortnight now I hope to collect my photographs.  I will send yours Darling as soon as ever I get it.

 Eric is still in England but I have not seen him since the last time I was home for “nights off”.

Time is slowly creeping along and my watch says 11.15 p/m so I guess I had better retire.  It will not be long before somebody is waking me from my slumbers with “Six o’clock, Nurse.”

By the way, there is one more item before I close.  Have I ever told you how much I love you?  What was that – I have mentioned it before?  Yes.  I do love you my Darling – with all my heart.  Goodnight – pleasant dreams. 

Always your own, Grace xxxxxxx

This photograph does not 'go with' the letter, but it shows Grace and a friend ready to play tennis.  Looking at the landscape in the background, I think that this was taken in Grimethorpe rather than in Nottingham.  I had no idea that Grace ever played tennis, but you can see she has the complete outfit, so, presumably, she must have been a keen player.

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