Wednesday
Glasgow
Sweetheart,
This is being begun on Tuesday night while waiting to go to the Empire – 9d in the gods! And I’m certainly looking forward to hearing from you tomorrow. I do hope you are better now. It seemed to me today that you ought to have a working arrangement with Mrs Gardiner or someone in the road so that if one of you is off colour she can take it easy while the other one wades in to the housework, or at least feeds the children and does the shopping. Have you worked anything like that out? Anyway, there’s not much point in saying much more on this subject until I hear tomorrow how you are. I do wish I knew where you were so that if you are at Limedale I could write there. That’s the worst of being away from home. If I knew Carpenter’s phone number I could ring there. By the way, don’t ring here on Thursday night because I’m on duty officially and I’m going out!
The Commander came to see us at school this afternoon and the instructor asked for an extension of a week so we may know something very soon now. In any case there is not a lot of time now and they will have to make a decision one way or another. But I hope we don’t get a week – that is neither one thing or the other. I want to know so that I can get letters away to several people warning them not to write here for some time.
I had a letter from Eric today – his address if you should need it is 11, Promenade, Southport, and the telephone no. is S’port 3997. There is not a great deal of news in it. They didn’t get the Cheshire job, but have a rather sticky job off the coast of the Isle of Man. Not too pleasant in winter. Eric wants us to slip over one day during leave but we will have to figure all these things out later. It might be a good idea if we got together a list of people who will have to be seen and will you include Fred Stephens? I should slip over there one morning or afternoon for an hour. It might make a pleasant afternoon for all of us. It has just occurred to me – do you think we should keep Wendy off school or not for that week? Think these things over will you, love? It’s no good leaving them until the last minute. As soon as we have any definite news of a draft I’ll let you know.
I’m off now, sweet. Sleep well, whether at home or at Limedale, and get better soon. I do hate to think of you being ill, although we have been lucky in the last couple of years, thank goodness. I would sooner be off colour myself than have you ill, even more so when I’m not there to fuss you a bit. And while you have been at Limedale I haven’t even been able to talk to you through my letters – and even now I don’t know whether you will get this tomorrow.
Dinner time
No letter so far today, but I’m hoping to hear from you tonight and to learn that you are getting better. I do hate this uncertainty. I know it is silly but it seems ages since I got yesterday’s letter.
Well, love, there is not a lot of news today. We are still going steadily through the time and can only hope that we will know what our fate is to be very soon. I should say we may have some news soon, perhaps at the beginning of next week. If there is no extension we will only have a week to go by the time you get this letters. I am trying my best to get a film, by the way, so may be able to take some snaps when we get home.
Now I must be off to school, love. Do get well soon. Are the children behaving themselves? I hope so. Bye for now, and do take care of yourself. All my love, angel.
Ever your own,
Arthur X