Saturday, 10 & Sunday, 11 June, 1944

Nurses Home
General Hospital                                                                           (137)
Nottingham            

My Very Own Darling,

I thought that I would write you a sea letter as I have not written you one for some time.  I am afraid that my sea letters are never as long as yours and that this one will not be an exception as I have not much news for you.

It is quite cold today so the “powers that be” condescended to let us have a fire, so here am I, sitting at the front of a blazing fire, writing to you and listening to Victor Silvester on the wireless.

What more could a girl want?  Shall I tell you?  To have the man that she loves sitting by her side instead of penning her thoughts to him in a letter which may reach him in about six weeks time.  (If the A.P.O. is willing).

As writing to you is the next best thing I know – at the moment – I suppose I shall have to be content with my lot and consider myself very lucky compared with some people.

Another reason why I consider myself very lucky is that I have received three air letters from you this week, the last of which arrived last night and was sitting on my dressing table waiting for me when I got off duty.  It had only taken five days to come!

In your letter you said that you wished events would begin to move more rapidly.  Things have certainly started moving since you wrote that, haven’t they?

According to the last news they continue to progress as well as we can expect, don’t they?  I am so glad that this “second front” has started at last.  I was beginning to think that it would never start.

This afternoon the whole hospital is feeling excited.  You see we are expecting to be a little busier than we have been for the past few weeks.  I suppose that is as much as I am allowed to tell you in a letter.*

The news from your part of the world is very good too these days.  It makes one feel very optimistic doesn’t it?

Oh Darling, how I am longing for the end of this war – to have you home again.

Another three weeks and then my holiday, though I am not really bothered if I do not get it.

I have had a short letter from home since I arrived back from my week-end.  Mother is spring cleaning.  Thank goodness I am not her.  I do not like everything upside down.

Perhaps I ought not to have said that or you might get the impression that I am one of those people who mind if you put cigarette ash on the carpet, or shake up the cushion as soon as you have left a chair.  No Darling, I am not quite as bad as that.

Sunday 11^th

I had not time to finish this yesterday so here I am, finishing it this morning before I go out with Ivy.

As I thought we were very busy last night and did not get off duty until quite late.  I do not mind that though I suppose that now we have started we shall continue to be quite busy.

As I know of nothing else that you might like to hear about I guess I had better finish my letter.

Ah yes, there is something else.  It is that I am still as much in love with you as ever.  Continue to take care of yourself, Precious.  I think that the day is not as far distant when I might see you again and that is all I long for.

You have all my love, Darling.  Yours ever, Grace   xxxxxxxxxx

* What Grace cannot say, due to censorship rules, is that the hospital was expecting to take in wounded servicemen from the D-Day landings and ongoing campaign in France, although Stan will understand what she is referring to.

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