I found a train from New Street at 9.50, via Stafford, L’pool at 1o/c which is better & gets me there for the afternoon.  So here I am between Stafford & L’pool, whirling away from you !  A happy leave as all the time spent with you is happy.  And the dear sandwich parcel, so neat & tidy & loving.
Dear Dickie-Anne.  He’s a sweet bedfellow.  Cherish him, and may he be kind to you.
I have nothing to say, you know my thoughts. Our life will go on, have faith in that. And we will make it a worthwhile life.  You, & Dickie Anne & me !
Tonight I’ll write to you properly, this is a little love letter.  Thinking of you constantly as I am I must write.
Bless you dearest