Monday, 3 July, 1944 - Two Letters

Edinburgh                                                                                     (144)

3-7-44

My Own Precious Darling,

Well, as you can see, Kit and I have really arrived in Edinburgh!

A letter arrived for me this morning, before I left, from you and was written on June 25^th.  It had arrived at the G.H.N. on Saturday and had been posted on to me.

I was pleased to hear that you eventually received a letter from me.  I am sorry that you were kept waiting so long – I don’t think that we people have realise just how awful it must be for you out there when you are kept waiting for letters.  I know how I feel when your letters are delayed a little, Dear, so goodness knows how you must feel – stuck away out there.

I will try and make up for it Darling, whilst I am on holidays.

And now to tell you of my experiences since I last wrote you.  I managed to catch the 11 a/m ‘bus to Doncaster this morning (by the skin of my teeth as usual) and met Kit at the station.  We then caught the 12.45 p/m train to York.  The Edinburgh train was about 15 minutes late and getting on to the train – whew! What an experience.  However, we eventually managed it and deposited ourselves and our luggage in about 6 square inches of space in the corridor – where we stayed until we reached Newcastle.  At Newcastle we secured the two seats – which we shared with a naval man and after a long, long, journey we arrived at our destination.  The journey would have been quite pleasant if we had not been packed like sardines in a tin. 

Once in Edinburgh we thought that we should never find Nan – there seemed to be thousands of people about.  We did find her though and here we are at 3 Briarbank Terrace, Edinburgh.

We are not far from the centre of the city and we had a glimpse of the Castle on our way out.  We have a full time ahead of us sight seeing – I can see.

Before I say Goodnight, Darling I must tell you that I love you Dear – as much as ever.  I believe that I have told you that before but I know that you never tire of hearing, as I never tire of hearing it from you.

Goodnight then Precious and pleasant dreams.  Always your own, Grace  xxxxx

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

3 Jul 44

My Very Own Darling,

I am afraid I missed my Sunday evening letter to you last night, as we had a ”bit of a do” on in the Sergeants’ Mess and although I fully intended leaving early so as to write to you I got involved in a game of cards & had to stay to the bitter end – much to my regret, feeling my head when I got up this morning!!

However, better late than never is the cry & I am utilising my Monday lunchtime to catch up with things.

It is terribly hot again today and I am almost wet through with perspiration.  I am having to use a bit of blotting paper to keep my hand from soiling the paper.  Hope you are having a sample of this type of weather for your holidays although, judging from the Normandy battle reports, you seem to be having more than your fair share of rain just at the moment.  Can’t think of anything worse than a wet holiday in Grimethorpe (but of course, situated as I am at the moment, I can’t think of anything better)!

The A.P.O. reminded me that it was Sunday yesterday by presenting me with a letter from you, so of course the day was a huge success.  Life is always brighter when I have a letter from the girl I adore above everyone else in the world.

I was pleased to read that all your patients were getting on OK & that the penicillin had done its work to your satisfaction.  And it doesn’t matter what else you say about the terrors of your ward, Darling, I am still jealous of your soldiers!!  (I have only put that down to bribe you into telling me how much you love me in the next letter – it gives me a thrill).

By the way, a bloke in the Mess managed to get a film for his camera today & so I had my fizog taken.  If it registers, I’ll try & send you one, although don’t expect too much for it is only a baby camera.  Still, it will show you that the sun has not melted me away altogether.  We also had one taken of the office staff, so I’ll send one of my merry men too.

Well, Darling, my blokes have just come back into the office & I think that's a sign that it’s two o’clock & work time again.

I feel more like spending the afternoon on my bed dreaming sweet dreams about you.  I love you so much Darling.  Always yours, Stan  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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