10 Oct 1945




My darling Sweetheart,

I'm feeling furious tonight. I've only one sheet of paper on which to write to you. Marjorie promised to get me some when she went out this morning & returned without any --- said she hadn't had time. I haven't dared say anything to her about it yet or we'd bound to fall out. We had a big row last year over some similar petty little thing. I think it's ever so mean of her as it would only have taken her a minute or two. Anyway I'm trying to keep away from hertill I feel in a better frame of mind.

I'm sorry your camp is so miserable. Still the exercise walking to & from Lichfield will do you good. I suppose there's a bottle of milk waiting for you when you get back. I'll have to remember to pack one for you when we go off on our honeymoon.will you remind me? I'd hate to forget an important thing like that.

Where would you like to go? I'd like to go to Southend --- but not for our honeymoon--- there'll be far too many folks about. I've spent two holidays in Lincolnshire near Louth – there's some marvellous country round there & I'm sure we'd be able to lose ourselves quite nicely. My step-brother Ernest lives round there & he'd probably know of someone who'd put us up. Actually I don't really care where we go because I shall be too much in the clouds to appreciate my surroundings. So long as I am alone with you will be all that matters. If it's left to me I can see us missing all our meals, never mind being an hour or so late for meals. If you knew how I hate being forced back into reality after being with you for even a few minutes --- I'm simply longing for the day when we can just please ourselve & nobody will have the right to say “You're late” & “ If you're not careful you'll miss your train” etc etc.

Don't you really know how old I am? I'm ashamed of you! Fancy asking me to marry you & not even knowing my age. Well I'll tell you here and now & then there'll be no excuse for forgetting. I shall be 24 on March 29th 1946. Getting on aren't I? considering I wasn't quite 18 when you went away.I know how old you are without asking. 27 on the 24th of Jan. it is the 24th isn't it? Anyway I'm hoping I shall still be only 23 when you do come out of the army.

While you are out in Lichfield I do hope you'll look to see if there are any really frilly, full red, flannel nightdresses? I would love one to match my red flannel undies. I always wear red flannel you know & it's getting scarce these days. I suppose you'll think I'm a forward young hussy but I do believe in being kept warm by long legged red flannel bloomers etc. --- so do keep your eyes open for any won't you? I daren't ask your mother if she'd any --- although I wanted to very badly.

Nothing exciting has happened here today. I bought a tablecloth to embroider from Cooper last night. She's promised to get me some material for some pillow cases --- but I don't know whether it'll turn up or not. Some people are quite good at promising things & then forgetting all about them.

Well it's getting on for 11 o'clock. I've been interupted twice. The girl next door had to burst her drawer open ---- she'd locked it up & left the keys at home & of course asked for my help. Then old Ingham came along & gossiped & gossiped & gossiped.

I hope you don't mind this paper it's my surgery note book. This is the mostwilling article I've ever written in it so far.

Anyway I must close & get into bed.

All my love Always.

May X X X X X X X X X X X X

P.S. You should have received 2 letters from me on Monday. Have they turned up?

Yours for –Ever

May X X X X X X X X X X X X

P.P.S. I hope the real x won't be over as quickly as I scribbled them.

55786. Tpr. Hallam, J.H., R.A.C.,

H.Q.Company, (Sgts. Mess Cook),

G.S.C. Depôt,

Whittington Barracks,