21 Oct 1945



Sun. morn.


My own darling Sweetheart, I received another letter from you yesterday morning. I'm sorry mine are not coming through regularly. I give the to someone to post for me each breakfast time & I suppose some mornings she forgets. I'll have to speak to her about it.

I've only just got up --- 10.30. I was awakened at about 9.15 by one of my nurses bringing me a cup of tea. Then Marjorie came in with some bread & dripping she'd pinched from the dining room --- so we had quite a breakfast. It reminded me of the good old Sunday mornings when we were very young. We all used to climb into Mother's bed & Dad would bring us all a cup of tea upstairs.

Cooper was showing me some nice cushion covers last night. I think I'll order one too --- but they're 8/3d each & it's a lot of money isn't it? She makes me feel quite jealous when she tells me of all she's got for their house. She showed me Arthurs dressing gown which they bought yesterday. It's very nice thing but I'm wondering if he'll ever use it. By the way are you having red striped pyjamas to match my red flannel?

Your mother mentioned the subject of furniture. We could get 2 soap boxes for chairs & a sugar box for a table & that would suffice. You could go home to sleep & I could go home so there'll be no need to worry about a bedroom suite. Would that suit you? It would save money anyway.

Dr. Mander, our casualty doctor, learned yesterday that I was getting married & he said I was to congratulate the happy man. He evidently doesn't know my true character or he'd be pitying you.

Give my love to your Aunt Emm & everyone else when you write please. I'm sorry to hear you've been so short of cigs. Was it because you'd no money or because the N.A.A.F.I. had run out of stock?

Blanche asked me yesterday what my intentions were after I'd got my State. I didn't inform her that I think I've failed anyway ---- but I said I was getting married & proposed going home for the time between. I was very disappointed she took the news so calmly. I was hoping she'd rave & storm & tell me I was a fool for giving up a career full of promise for a mere man etc etc. & then I was going to tell her a thing or two. I quite realize it's going to be pretty terrible going from a big, busy place like this to a poky little hole like Newark but it won't be for long so I can put up with it. After all the event that comes after it would be worth suffering torure for.

I hope you'll be able to get home for a few hours next Sunday. I fully intend going home if it's at all possible. I'm going to write to the Newark Matron tomorrow or today & see if she'll have me. If only I was sure of getting my State I'd feel more confident. Anyway I'll write & see what she says. When once I get settled in I can concentrate on our own private affairs.

I think I'll try & write to her now while I'm in the mood.

Remember I love you always & am just dying waiting for you to come home.

All my Love Ever.

Your Loving Sweetheart.

May X X X X X X X X

557876 Tpr. J.H.Hallam R.A.C.,

H.Q. Coy (Sgt's Mess Cook ),

G.S.C. Depot,

Whittington Barracks,




dripping the congealed fat & jelly after cooking a roast of meat.