Jan 191943
 

Tuesday
Chiswick
Sweetheart,
Thank you for a nice long letter in which you say so many things I don’t deserve. You are an angel, you know. The main thing which emerges from all these letters, and all too brief leaves, is that we have an abiding love and a deep and steady trust in each other – possessions not to be bought for fabulous sums.
I’m glad your birthday went off reasonably well, even if the “party” did fall through at the last minute. Your description of the serenading was most amusing. I’m missing all the fun these days for I have never heard any of Michael’s attempts at song! Let’s hope they are better than mine, or he will be having a rough time when he’s married – unless, of course, he gets a doting wife!
What a messing business Wendy’s scabies have proved to be! You had better warn Michael against playing on her bed or you’ll have more trouble with him.
What a pity the pictures have been held up. In another week it will almost be time for me to come home! Still, I’ll be glad to see them as soon as you get them.
I got my slops issue today, by the way, so will bring that towel with me. Dot will be jealous when she sees it. By the way, will you drop her a line soon? I think she is due for one, isn’t she?
I’m sorry this is such a scrappy letter, love, but today has been very uneventful and there are not many points to answer in your letter, nice as it was. Bye for now, angel. I do love you so much.
Ever your,
Arthur X