Friday, 3 March, 1944
G.H.N. (104) 3-3-44 My Very Own Darling, Here we are, in March again. This year seems to be going quickly, though it cannot go too quickly for me. I can hardly realise that Eric will have been married 3 years on the 22 nd of this month and that the 22 nd is your birthday too, Darling. Yes, time certainly flies though I must admit there are times when it simply crawls along. The sea letter you wrote me on Christmas day arrived yesterday*. It just goes to prove that “everything comes to...