Thursday, 20 April, 1944

G.H.N.

20-4-44

My Own Darling,

An air letter and a sea letter arrived from you yesterday so I consider it was my lucky day.

The sea letter was the one containing the snaps you had taken in the cafe.  I think that they are very good ones.  Have you sent any home?  If not I will take these when I go again.

How is it that a fountain pen never lasts long with me?  I have broken this nib and it is really a nightmare trying to make it scratch this letter to you.  Yes, I know that I need not try and put the shame of my bad writing on to this broken pen nib and I also know that it cannot make it much more illegible than it usually is.  (Thought that I would save you the trouble of passing a few sarcastic comments).

Vera decided to surprise me yesterday.  She baked me one of her special malt loaves.  My friends here and myself certainly appreciated it.

Ah! That is better – a friend has lent me her pen.

I may probably be going home next week.  Sister is having another fortnight of her holidays commencing a week tomorrow.  As my week-end falls when Sister is away I cannot have it then so if I have it before she goes I will be sure of getting it in.

The weather here is very changeable these days.  One day it is very hot with a glorious sky and the next day cold and gloomy and raining hard – such as today is, except that it is not raining yet but looks as if it might do any minute.  I find that the weather affects me very much don’t you?  If the day is gloomy, so am I – or vice versa, which goes to show you Darling that you do not know what you will be letting yourself in for if, perhaps I should when, you marry me.

Writing about marriage reminds me that just about now Jean Goodison will be standing at the altar.  I think that I mentioned in one of my previous letters that Jean was getting married today.

How I wish that at this moment we two were standing there, don’t you Darling?  However, it will be all the more thrilling when that great day dawns – having to wait for it.

You have all my love, Dear.  Always your own, Grace  xxxxxx

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