SCARBOROUGH Saturday afternoon. 3.30
This is ridiculous, I posted a letter to you last night, and I shall write another tomorrow morning, and now I’m writing this and they’ll all travel together and arrive together on Monday morning so If I was. sensible I’d not write to you now, but I’m not sensible I’m potty about you and writing to you is as near as I can get, so here goes…
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My Dearest You and my dear Kaola, of whom I am the tiniest bit jealous….
How are you both? Such a nice sixteen pager came this morning, and I propped up my text books and note books and my respirator on my desk and I read it in a lecture all naughty schoolboy. I was not copped and a sudden question shot at me by the lecturer was answered by Harry whispering Gun No. 1, B Troop, and I said that and it was right so that was all right, Also a letter from Bobby which I enclose and one from Careless in which he said nothing about his attempt at seducing you into his chamber, which shows he thinks its a bit fishy, doesn’t it.
Of course you just can’t go. Because you are booked for the W.L.A. and you have three months deferment, and anyhow you are sure you are not efficient at it. A pity because you could have looked after my account for me and make it up from time to time. But its not your market. Either the W.L.A. or other productive work, yes. I’ll help, put me down in your book, Yohoho.
Good about the cigarettes I have none and the Naafi has only Star this month which they can put wherever they want. So very good. Use the Home Guard money.
Yes you shall have that skirt and things, but hold hard for a few days, I’ve only got a credit account of some amount I don’t even know yet. I’ve written off a “touching” letter this very post to Miss Lilian Herbert who looks after Johnny’s money box asking for a dip into it. I put a pathetic story up, saying that I would probably be under a palm tree with no chance of tasting any fruits of my labour, only dates. And that I had only ten bob a week got after few salutes and a lot of waiting on a draughty square, and I needed Money. When they answer, if they do, you know how they all go away for spells and sit and think and then answer all letters with outbursts about penguins. If they answer I’ll know where I am and you shall immediately have the necessary to buy skirts, suspender (why only one? Your letter puzzled me) and you can buy me a pipe or a lighter. I’ll send the money when and if I have any. If not, we must think again. Awful to be starving and unable to afford a holiday with a hundred pounds in the hands of Cape’s and maybe many other hundreds corning along. I hope Lilian thaws and gets round Johnny. I’ll let you know at once.
The card parcel came this morning too, a dear shaped parcel, quite obviously for me from you among a pile of others, because it was daft gay and very attractive. The cards have come out famously and I shall sell them all at sixpence. I’ll keep twenty back if I can. I’m keeping that money in a box for you apart from the rest.
Dear conversation with the Jeffs and Dr. Fitz. The Things They Think Of.
Yes, Atkinson is a Dangerous softy and a messy man. I always felt so.
Not cloth this time silk. Start scrounging Clothing coupons, you may need them Try old aunts and Mrs. Fletcher and Nonie and others of the poorer classes. Get all you can, I’m warning you. And of course you don’t ask much you ask for nothing and it shall be my delight, if possible to give you what you would ask for if you did ask. Even one suspender belt. Won’t the other stocking slip about a bit or will you only wear one at a time and so make a pair last twice as long! Pointed collar, yes.
Yes, I’ve ordered, six books as four are ordered already again, and one shall be for Mrs. Finnimore. But there may be a delay. Tell her I’ll post it immediately it comes. She is being looked after. As for Tisdale, get his money first. One of each? All right.
Never mind Mr. Careless, he’s a silly. Tell him if he’s awkward I’ll change my bank and then what’ll he do, especially at this critical time in my business with them. The situation is clear: – You are booked for a job and can’t let the man down, much as you’d like to oblige Mr. C. You have three month’s deferment, therefore nothing doing now. In addition you’d go crackers in a bank. So there.
Kaola will agree with me. How’s his hot tummy. Have I a hot tummy? As soft as Kaola’s? Does he pinch the bed? Does he too, creep over your side in the night? I bet he’s as slack about the black-out and putting the light out. You see, we’re all the same, even the gentleman in the fur coat.
That made me smile.
Dear hen at the typer.
I go out now, on a secret outing, to the Silver Grid to be alone and to taste two things, the illusion of having made some money, and some steak. I’m going to have a piece of steak, potatoes and a pint of beer and an apple tart and then come back to my typer. I’ve pages and pages of notes to write up. But I’ll try some book, unless I to the films go, you never can tell. I’ll be out alone, the next best thing to being with you whom I love beyond aching point. Speed these seventeen days.
I say, no chance of you coming for the week-end, say the nineteenth. The extra three days can’t do any harm that end with some organising and its so much nearer and we’ll be alone at the Victoria without the others. Yes, make it the nineteenth then its only two week-ends to wait, I can get a definite sleeping out pass for that week-end and I couldn’t for the Christmas so definitely and you know what Mrs Jeffs said in the presence of your medical adviser who, by saying nothing, agreed and consented. So tell Kaola he’s got to MOVE OVER. Besides its only fair to the railways to travel early.
My Hat I do love you so much in every way.
Ever and ever your own, very attached,
David
The cards are tremendously GOOD…
Blast the Pekingese dog!