´óÏó´«Ã½

June 9th/44

Dear Eric

Sorry my last letter was such a hasty scrawl, but I was really pushed for time, and wanted to get the snaps off. We have been thinking about you a great deal, and I feel certain, in my own mind that you are no longer in Blighty. I hope I am wrong, as it must be pretty tough ‘over there’. No news from Mother (??), so I must be patient, and here’s sending you the news of ???. It is ‘Salute the soldier’ week over here, and we couldn’t have more inspiration to save than we have at the moment. There have been dances, sports, concerts etc., and tomorrow there is a fancy dress parade to augment the savings campaign. The little ones were wild to enter and I have had a struggle with Miss Smith who said shortly ‘Too young. Past their bedtimes.’ But now, all is well, and there have been great dressings up of young and old and a great deal of din within the corridors (fortunately Miss Smith’s day off!)

Glenda went to Onchan on her byke today, with the riding people, and she certainly put J.B. through it. (J.B. is a fellow A.M.) They went in the train to Douglas, then cycled onwards. Glenda ran into a stationary car — came off, and after the bike and herself were picked up and dusted, they proceeded. Next an old lady inadvertently walked into her front wheel, bringing her off again. She just picked herself up and laughed. Came off again at the bottom of the hill and again on the homewards journey when they nearly missed the train. But she arrived home quite brightly, and I saw her trailing into the Prep room. After Prep, blow me, J.B and I were gazing out of the common room window, and ther she was again, cycling round the grounds. Talk about determination!

I expect you are all wondering how we on the Home Front took the news. Well, most of us feel we wish we were there, and could do something to help. It must be grand to be one of he active people making real history. Our older girls were invited into the drawing room in the 6th, to hear the King’s speech, and 9 o’clock news. You could have heard a pin drop. Looking round the floor and room, crowded with girls, I said to myself ‘These are the future mothers of our race — How will they use peace and Victory when it comes.’ — I wonder?

Glenda is to take a music exam soon, and is quite pleased with the idea. She does well in all her lessons.

Next week is an exeal (??) week-end, and I plan to take Glenda riding, and to go to the pictures afterwards in Douglas. Dorothy and Bill are going to stay with Peg on Monday, indefinitely, according to what a specialist says about Dorothy’s nose trouble. Peg has been a peach. LOVE WIN.

Write Soon!
Xxxx
Xxxx
Tell Eleanor to write to me. Have been waiting for one since about Easter nearly.

© Copyright of content contributed to this Archive rests with the author. Find out how you can use this.