March 27, 1942
Well, here I am again, your old reporter giving you the dope from England. I received another parcel of cigs yesterday for which I am truly thankful, Amen. In case my previous letter went astray, I will also thank you for the cake which reached me in fine condition last week. Your idea of sending it in a pan was very good, as the cake arrived as fresh as the day it was baked. We have been enjoying lovely weather lately and today is particularly fine. The perennials in the garden are beginning to grow and the grass is green in the fields.
Sid Lloyd, a friend of mine, and I went for a long walk through the fields last Sunday, across brooks and fences, just to put in time. On Tuesday, I played my first game of tennis in many a moon, and found the exercise slightly strenuous.
A few weeks back, we had a number of new chaps sent to us from the holding unit. Among these boys were two from Yorkton who, by the way, knew Uncle Wilfred. It certainly is strange how you run into people isn’t it? Last night there was a dance at the local canteen which was quite good. There was a very nice lady about your age, Mom, who seems to have taken me under her wing. Her name is Mrs. Wildy and she seems to go out of her way to be nice to me. This lady says she intends to pay Canada a visit after the War when she gets her yacht in shape. I should try to persuade her to get it out soon and make me a passenger.
By the way, before I forget, please give me Audrey’s address at the hospital, so that I can write her now and then. Today, Wes Taylor is away on ammunition, so I am in charge of the store. I think I will open up a dry goods store after the War, as I am learning plenty in that line through these Q.M. stores. The only drawback about you getting experience here is I’m afraid the average civvy wouldn’t like the average service we give. We have our spring suits for the well-dressed man, all khaki of course, but I can assure you, madame, we have no trouble in disposing of them. Right now, we have quite a time to get new uniforms at all.
Well, enough of this shop and so I will finish this stupid effort. I have a tennis date at five o’clock, so will have to close now, sweep the stores, have a shave and be ready at five or else. Well, keep your chin up and your powder dry and write as often as possible.
