In a tiny office, on a nice five hold ship in the Docks. We are stowing, a fascinating job, like packing five very large suitcases, & packing them well & truly. I’ve just found a lot of cases from Wilson & Watson, Kettering !! Well! As you might say.
Oh, this pen. Mother sent it. Its a make new to me – “Kingswood” but it functions perfectly & seems to be very top drawer. Black & gold. Mrs. Bond produced it for mother & here it is. Now I have this & the Blackbird, austere & dignified.
Immediate plans are to London on Friday night, too W/O for instructions, all of us except the O/C – who has his & Jack. Then I follow these instructions & live an isolated life on a ship in some port. Letters will be possible, but shore leave not possible. Then we go on this exercise, & no letters for a while. So that will be that. But it’s always maybe. About letters, you’d better hold your hand, or not post them, until I give you an address, an A.P.O. address may be. I shall probably have my steel uniform case sent home. Mrs. Thom or Lockley will see to that. There again I can’t say definitely yet. But be not alarmed if the trunk does come home. I need a suitcase really, but there’s not time. If I have an address I’ll have you send that ream of paper. Let there be plenty of paper.
I shall send details to the Bank of action to be taken if I am bumped off, Plan B. Not that I shall but one may as well take precautions. Your pension would be £90 a year- £7-10 a month, very little I’m afraid, & £150 cash. Also £24 for the child = total of £9-10-0 a month. You could also claim £35 a year for the child’s education from the age of 8 to 18. But I think this has all been increased. The actual figures will go to the bank. Also £250 Life Insurance. But let’s not go too solemnly into all this. Its just for academic interest. You’d not starve anyhow. Yet I intend to be there afterwards to provide horses & a little brat & an orchard !!
We have only a very short time to arrange everything, pack & be gone, though not away on the exercise for quite a while. My main concern is you & your health, your adventure, your comfort & your peace of mind. When the time does come for us to set out, remember that it is no desperate forlorn cause, but a terrific, irresistible, brilliantly organised & powerfully supported onslaught. Seeing what I have seen I have no doubts at all of the outcome of it all.
luckier than he ! You can never tell, we all thought he would be here for some months yet.
Off for a walk around the dock to see how they’re all getting on.
Played trains – a rattle of wagons, carefully ordered, came to match the holds & was the wrong way round. So, protesting, it had to go away & come back the other way round. After dinner, eaten in the shed, I visited the home, a very dignified home, of 14 horses, drey horses. Three were at home, 11 out at work. A large substantial place, 14 large clean houses, red paint, sweet horsey smell, fodder neatly piled, brass taps polished, collars & harness all spick & span. A very old man, bow legged, & a very small boy, straight legged, served them. I’m calling this evening at 8o/c to see them all, especially Fred, a very clever horse they say. We leave here at 10 o/c & we left the H.Q. at 0700 ! Quite a day. A night shift takes over. Day & night we pack our five suitcases, electric cranes helping us.
In a way I’m glad I’ve only a “token” picture of you. I could never be satisfied. It is a wonderful range of expressions you have, the fluent passing loveliness that I have in my heart & mind. It is more vivid than any photograph. Only a portrait by someone of genius, at his peak, would serve. It is better to carry, as I do, your numberless expressions, your laugh, your voice & the scent of you. Those I cannot lose. One day we’ll have a portrait painted, for our child. But pictures of the child will be relished & worshipped.
No more for a little while. Dear, how I do love you !
Back from the telephone box. A sweet talk. Its lucky having another one as we leave here at nine, & I’m busy, although stealing a minute to write this. Too busy to stand by for a call. And back at the office, at 10o/c I have to feed the men & then go to the mess to wash and eat. But maybe I’ll telephone.
You were a little sad this evening. Poor sensitive darling. Ought I to say nothing, sparkle & be gay & then – phoof – go away ? No, that would be a shock.
Look at it this way. Apart from being away from you, which is hard enough, dear knows, I shall be exalted & happy in this great adventure. Its not David going alone against lots of fierce Germans, its David with a magnificent company of clever & brave men, sallying forth with the whole might of the Empire & the States, with the Navy & the R.A.F., & not to storm bastions, as thousands will do, but to sit on a ship 8 miles from the shore, discharging cargo with 80 very devoted & trusting soldiers too care for. And although there must be casualties, only a small percentage of the solders become casualties, & only some of them are killed. And I have notorious luck, & my easy job is a token of that ! So brace up & wear & use that courage we all expect of you. For your dear sake alone I’d preserve myself for our afterwards.
Anyhow I haven’t gone yet. Now I’ll go & see what they’re doing. All my dearest love, my sweet, & always you’re in my heart & mind. Write on, & to me c/o Mrs. Thom, or perhaps you’d better hold your pen. I’ll telephone my address directly I can.
