"222 Northfield Rd.
I just returned from London. I had to report at the Air Ministry and was interviewed for almost forty minutes. I think I got past the selection committee alright. They recommended me for board and sent me across the street for medical examination. All went well and except for my left eye, everything would be perfect. [Remember he lost that eye in WWI. The missing eye was never a problem to Bill and he could not understand why it was to the powers to be. He had an expertly crafted glass eye that would fool almost anyone.] They noted this defect and just how serious it will be I don't know. But I was finally told to return to Richmond and await instructions which will come to me on Tuesday next. [We'll see.] I do hate this waiting, but it seems to be somewhat encouraging that I can serve on the administrative staff with the possibility of seeing active service in due course.
If you were here Dearie, we would just hide from the world until next Tuesday. We could visit Kew Gardens and many of the places of interest nearby or even in London. I saw little more evidence of bombing effects when in London today. But all the damage so far has little or no military significance. Jerry is just wasting his time if he thinks he is going to conquer this country at the rate he is going.
I do hope to receive a letter from you today, Dearie. However, tomorrow may bring two. It is usually Wednesday or Thursday that I receive your letters. It would be great to have a good long talk with you--better still to have you here and to know that you shall always be with me.
Miss Sendamore, Miss Day and Betty have been in the dugout since seven o'clock. This is the hour that Jerry starts his night activities. Just think of it to have to spend from seven p.m. until 6:30 a.m. each night in a dugout. I always sleep in the house--not that I don't think the dugout idea is good--but that I think people should use discretion and not spend too much time in them. I have rigged up electric light for them, so that they are able to read until they get too sleepy. They are comfortable enough I suppose, but even so it is not like sleeping in one's bed. Betty for instance has eight thicknesses of blanket under her and four blankets, a quilt and a rain coat on top of her. All this of course on a mattress on a bunk which I built. The others have almost as much bedding on them. Betty is as bad as you when it comes to cold. I shall call them at six-thirty in the morning, when the 'all clear' goes, and have the kettle boiling so that they can make a hot drink before turning into their beds when they come in.
Betty is planning on going home to Chippenham this week and it is a mid-term weekend that she gets--from Friday until Monday night. I may go to Chippenham before Friday if all is well. Miss Slade and Mr. & Mrs. Gliddon want me to visit them soon. I shall make plans tomorrow.
I hear the drone of planes overhead. They are on their way to London. Our A.A. guns are popping away and many searchlights are trying to pick up the planes. This droning is heard off and on all night. It is such a beautiful moon light one would almost expect to see a plane anywhere in the sky. But it is surprising how they pass over, clearly heard, but never seen.
Well, Sweetheart, we shall know what to plan for by next Tuesday, Oct. 22nd. By the time this letter reaches you, you in all probability have had a wire from me informing you as to results.
I shall write to mother tonight. Also to Mrs. Bannister and Miss Slade.
I have not been able to look up any china of the 'Rhapsody' pattern yet, Dearie. I shall not be able to do so until I am settled. But I am very glad you sent me the information. [Was this Helen's wedding china? Maybe.]
I hate like the misery to think of you scraping along on nothing or next to nothing. It worries the life out of me and I become so impatient I could jump a ship. I realize that will not get us very far in the end so I console myself and finally calm down.
My friends here have been very helpful and encouraging and will not hear of me doing anything but wait. That is all very well but I cannot afford to remain too long.
I am more than puzzled to know how Doug ever got in the army. Gee with his handicap, I fail to see how he was so fortunate. Good luck to him. He is a real good man and will prove to be of invaluable service. He should go far if he can get a start.
I watched a lot of Air Force girls in London today. They look pretty natty in sky blue uniform. I don't know what they do but they evidently supply in jobs at airports and headquarters offices.
Good night for now Dearie, sleep tight and pleasant dreams. I am always thinking of you and long for you awful much.
Heaps of love and kisses to comfort you.
Ever your Bill"