Wednesday, 8 & Thursday, 9 March, 1944

Nurses Home,                                             

General Hospital
Nottingham
8-3-44

My Very Own Darling,

I posted you an air-letter yesterday but thought that I would write a sea letter to-day as I know how I like receiving sea letters.

Believe it or not Darling, the last sea letter I received from you only took two weeks to come.  I received it yesterday together with an air letter which you had written the previous day.  (The day previous to writing the sea letter, I mean).

So your Adjutant is returning to England.  He certainly deserves to if he has been abroad six years.  Gosh!  I bet he hardly knows whether he is on his head or his heels.  I should think that by now he will have covered most of his journey.

How I wish you were coming with him.  What rejoicings there would be!

I hope the photo you were all having taken is a success.  I would very much like to have one.  I cannot have too many photographs of you, Dear.  I hope that the next sea letter I write I will be able to enclose my recent photo.

At the moment we are not busy.  We have only sixteen patients but as we “take-in” next week – well I guess that we might then be running round like scalded cats so we might as well take advantage of this slack period.

It is 7.45 p.m. and the ward is very quiet.  Most of the patients are asleep and I am writing this at the desk which is in the middle of the ward.  Everything seems very peaceful and secure.  One can hardly realise that in other parts of the world men, women and children are starving and suffering untold miseries and horrors under the Nazi regime and that some men are killing other men when they have never even seen them once in their lives.  Darling, it does make one wonder why there is all this hate and why certain men – a chosen few, are given the power of inflicting such cruelties.  This sort of thing must never happen again.  I suppose that after this war we must do our bit to prevent it ever happening again.  The clock on the wall is ticking away and says eight o’clock, night nurses should arrive in a few minutes so I will finish this later.

9-3-44

I hope that this reaches you for your birthday.  I do not think that it will as it is now the ninth of the month but – here is hoping.

This morning I went out to try and find a book of Rupert Brooke’s poems for you.  This is the only one I could get, it is not much Darling but I thought that it was a good selection.  I know that you are not particularly fond of poetry but am I right when I say that you do like Rupert Brooke’s poems?

I like the first one, “The Hill”.  As I have to slip this down to the post office and get changed yet and have only half an hour in which to do it I am afraid that this letter is not as long as I intended making it.  If it should arrive around the 22^nd -  very happy birthday Darling and all my love, Grace  xxxxx

     

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