Tuesday
Devonport
Dearest,
By now you will have had my wire. I thought I’d better let you know at once because of Chris coming. It is, of course, only a weekend and normally I doubt whether I would have used one of my free vouchers on it, but as we don’t know when we may get another chance I thought we’d grab at this. I don’t think there is any chance of getting away early on Friday, so it will be Saturday when I get home and I will have to be away on Monday afternoon or evening, but at least I’ll have Saturday and Sunday nights at home. What a pity you fixed this particular weekend for Chris. I didn’t really think we had much chance of a weekend so soon, but put in on the off-chance because of the Bank Holiday. Normally weekend leave is from Friday afternoon – they won’t let us get the noon train – until 7.30 Monday morning, so you can see that apart from this week it’s not worth bothering with because it means getting home Saturday and leaving Sunday.
Well, angel, this is the big news of the day. There is nothing fresh to tell you so, if you don’t mind, I’ll leave you now and get some of the other letters off. Don’t mention this leave to Mother and, for that reason, it might be as well not to mention it to the children, unless you have already done so. If so, it can’t be helped. I haven’t yet written to Mother but will do so now, without mentioning the leave and I won’t tell Eric about it either.
Bye for now, sweet. See you Saturday unless we are drafted! That, of course, is most unlikely now, for we haven’t heard anything of the new course. All my love, sweet.
Ever,
Arthur X
Jul 281942