So, come see what happens next! It's the Tuesday, Jones is expected to get word.
"222 Northfield Rd.,
King's Norton, Birmingham
Gee Honey I am three behind Already--Hold on there Bubbles (but Keep it up Honey)
The 23rd of Oct. How the time flies. It does seem a strange thing but how many twists and turns I seem to make on the 23rd of something. Sometimes it almost haunts me. This morning I moved from 23 Marchmont Road, Richmond, to 9 BonAmy Street, Bermondsey, way out in the east end of London. Yesterday was the seventh day that I was asked to wait for instructions. Well I just couldn't think of waiting idly any longer, so I set out yesterday to look for something to do. I just followed my nose more or less from the heart of London and tramped in the direction of the most destruction. It wasn't long before I came to a great amount of damaged and demolished buildings (Please note they were chiefly old shacks and of little or no military value.) When I considered it about favorable I decided to look up a local labor exchange. I soon found one and when they were able to grasp the full details of my case they got busy and found me a job. Within an hour and a half I was employed. The foreman instructed me to report at 8 o'clock this morning. It was almost dark by the time I had looked up a local room and then I rushed for a telephone to let Betty and the others know where I was and at what time I would return. It was great fun finding my way home right across London to Richmond, pitch black and very few people about. I hadn't gone far before I met a young chap of the 9th East Surrey Batt. He was trying to find his way to Kingston-on-Thames. As this was a station or two from my stop I suggested that he come along with me. We had to walk several miles before we could get a train. Finally, after making two or three changes, we arrived at our destinations. I got home about ten o'clock. All were in the dug-out, but had left a note for me and a warm supper in the oven. I then went out to the dugout and related my experience. They were all surprised and amused and really I think they were glad for my sake that I had taken the step I had, as they knew how restless I have been for some time. They were sorry to see me go but they understood what it is to have to wait for something day after day until weeks have passed. My one regret is that I didn't get a job much sooner, but who in the world would have thought I should have to wait all this time, when I was assured right off that I would be given a post. Here I have wasted all this time and I might have been working. Well I hope it won't be long now before I'm in the Air Force. In all probability there will be a letter along in a few days. At any rate here I am, with one day's work to my credit for which I'm thankful.
Betty got up at five-thirty this morning, prepared my breakfast and packed me off at six o'clock. Dearie, Betty has been wonderful to me and I could never have pulled through without her help and encouragement. I just hope that we shall be able to even up the score with her. I have asked her to write you and I know she is very anxious to meet and to know you. She is a wee bit smaller than you Sweetheart, but in temperament and spirit she is your very double. She was sorry to see me leave but, as she said this morning, she thinks I am doing the right thing by taking up the opportunity. I have to work.
By the way Dearie, my work is very light, removing debris from a factory which a bomb has caused. Many soldiers are being used in the same work and at least I feel that I am doing some war work. I don't yet know what the pay is. Our day is eight hours (8--4:30) with a half hour off for lunch. When I reported for work this morning the office manager asked me if I would be interested in a permanent position. I told him, that I was hoping to get in the Air Force in a few days' time and that I didn't want to break into his organization in any way whatever.
Last weekend Betty and I went to Chippenham, her home. We enjoyed two days, Saturday and Sunday, leaving there Monday morning. I found Mr. & Mrs. Gliddon to be very well and Mim was just recovering from a cold and appeared to be run down.
It was wonderful on returning to Richmond, Monday noon, to receive two letters ## (1) & (2). Then last night I returned to Richmond ##(3) & (4) were waiting for me. What joy Sweetheart. You seemed to be much more like yourself in the last two. The confounded heater, drain, furnace and Mickey (ha ha) had all decided to be more congenial (at your magic touch though). I wish I could have been there Dearie to settle all these matters for you. You are a gem and I love you from the bottom of my heart. Yes I just wish you were right beside me now. We could talk our hearts' desire and then that wee bed I see in the corner would look mighty nice to me if I knew you were coming as soon as I got it warm. Never mind, Sweetheart, we are going to have all this and more, before long.
I must not tire you out. I shall carry on tomorrow night and detail the account of this area and my room here in particular.
I was most unfortunate in not getting Betty by telephone tonight. She will be most worried. You see they will all have you out in the dug-out at the sound of the air raid warning. And it went unusually early this evening. There might possibly be a letter there for me. In any case I was to let them know if I got here alright and how I liked the work today.
Well Sweetheart, a heart full of love and may the Almighty soon bring you here to me and in the meantime may He protect you.
I shall be very glad to receive one or two snaps of you Dearie. The photo on the dresser I'm afraid is so large it will become broken in the mail. What do you think? I assure you I shall soon have a print taken off of my face and send it on to you. Sort of as it was in the first war and as it is now.
Close your eyes now Dearie and roll over. I'll try not to snore.
Heaps of love and kisses.
P.S. It won't hurt the Pension Dept. to wait until I am actually in the Air Force.