"No. 2 was unnumbered --dated Oct. 27th
9 Bonamy Street
Sunday, Oct. 27th/40
I just this minute arrived home from 23 Marchmount Rd. I enjoyed myself at Miss Sendamore's. It is like going home, more or less, to go over there. Just after we had returned from the neighbor's Mr. & Mrs. Hermitage's, to my pleasant surprise Bill Anthony popped in. He had just rode his new motorcycle from London and was on his way to Sutton. I was very glad indeed to see him. We talked beside the open fire for an hour or so and then Miss Sendamore served us with light supper and we parted, Bill to continue on to Sutton and I took a bus to Hammersmith, thence to Charring Cross, thence to Old Kent Road.
Bill is looking splendid. He is a Lance Corporal (one stripe) and is now acting full corporal. He is very keen about his work and is mighty anxious to get on. He had a narrow escape this morning. A bomb fell a hundred yards or so away and shook the house that he was sleeping in. He said as he heard the whizz of the bomb getting louder and louder, he felt himself getting smaller and smaller until he felt the plaster from the ceiling fall on him. He jumped and said he never dressed quicker in his life. He ran out to see what was hit. Fortunately nobody near was injured. Then five more bombs fell in quick succession. The funniest thing that he witnessed was in one case a bomb divided a house in such a way that an elderly gentleman who was in a bath tub suddenly found himself fully exposed on one side. Bill said one wall was completely blown away and here the old boy was looking over the side of the tub down on the spectators. His clothes had been hanging on the wall that was blown away. The spectators had to put a ladder up for him to come down and also had to supply him with clothes. Quite an experience hey what? Apart from being a bit embarrassed, there was nothing wrong with the old fellow.
I am all ready for another week's work. I do hope I hear from the Air Force this week. Heaps of love Sweetheart and pleasant dreams.
Yes, this war is very real.
at #9 Bonamy Street,
London, S.E. 1
How are you tonight Dearie? I have just finished reading the paper and have rolled up two bunches of papers, which I have been saving for you, to drop in the post tomorrow.
Another day over. I had a very interesting job today. Steamfitting is always most interesting to me. Give me a wrench and a hacksaw and a set of taps and dies and I am as happy as a clam in the mud. Since I have been working I have been doing carpentry, digging, and steam pipe fitting. They have discovered that I can do almost any special job and they usually detail me for it. I don't mind in the least. I'm so glad to get work to do that anything contents me.
I had an excellent hot dinner today. Mrs. Dolan, the lady with whom I'm lodging, consented to cook me a hot dinner each day, which I eat at mid-day. She served me with a very nice chop (lamb), mashed potatoes, Brussels sprouts, apple sauce and rice. I certainly did enjoy it. I have taken her advice also in purchasing bread, cheese, butter, tea, sugar and anything else I fancy at the grocers a few blocks down the road. These I brought home and she lets me keep them in her pantry. She makes me a pot of tea for supper and breakfast and I eat in her sitting room downstairs before the open grate fire. Jolly good of her, hey what? For the mid-day meal I pay her 1 s. 3 d. She makes me tea and gives me the use of her room downstairs, free of charge. So you see I'm not raring too badly.
I received a note from Betty tonight. She arrived home at Chippenham safely and expects to remain there until Monday next. The rest will do her the world of good as Chippenham is very quiet compared with Richmond (in regard to bombing activities of course I mean). By the way you will be interested to know that the people in this area (London and suburbs) get little or no recreation these days. Dugout life is so prolonged, owing to the long nights that most people retire to the dugouts between 6:30 p.m. and 7 p.m. and remain in them until 7 a.m.). You can understand how a few days from this ordeal would be a great experience. Betty will at least be able to sit up and read during the evening, while she is at home. The blackout of course is always on all over these Islands, which makes it unpleasant to wander about outside of house.
I shall telephone to Emily, the maid at Miss Sendamore's, tomorrow noon to see if my instructions have come yet. I certainly hope they have. Here the war is spreading at such a rate I feel I should be right down at hard training. The job of waiting is mighty difficult. Say a little prayer for me Sweetheart, that my patience may endure to the end.
When you referred to getting a basket of tomatoes from the garden, I felt more that repaid for the trouble of putting it in. But Dearie you must have had your hands full trying to keep the weeds down and do all the other chores. Did any of the other vegetables amount to anything? I am most anxious to know. I keep looking at the snaps and I find them mighty comforting. Have you any more that you can spare? Especially of yourself.
I was glad to hear that Ron has his captaincy. Good luck to him but I'm sorry he has seen fit to play with the bottle. So many promising careers have come to grief because of drink. Ron has the qualities that would carry him far if he keeps his head level.
I wrote Mother yesterday and had hoped to write Doug tonight. It will be bed time by the time I finish this letter I'm afraid. I am trying to keep up my reading and seven o'clock the hour I rise, soon comes.
I have written twice to Rev. Wilkins and have not received a reply as yet. I also wrote a note to Shaw last week. It was good to see Bill yesterday.
Gee, girl, what wouldn't I give to have you here with me. I certainly long and long and long for you. You have been and are a most wonderful pal to me and I love you with a big heart. Surely we shall soon be together again.
I lost the "Post" (a weekly pictorial) which I was going to send you. I must buy another so you can see the pictures of life in London's tubes. I think I dropped it on my way home last night. As it only costs 6 d. I shall be sure to get another when I go into the city again.
Jerry is very quiet at present. He was overhead earlier in the evening and dropped a few bombs. No bombs fell near this house. Very much damage to residential and business properties in this area. Still there has been little damage to industry. People are adjusting their lives to the restrictions in force and are most determined to see this war fought to a successful conclusion. When I read your letter describing the attitude of some people in Canada, it made my blood boil. Surely anyone with any sense must see that we are fighting for our very existence. I suppose to some folk it wouldn't matter two hoots what principles guide this destiny. The pity of it is those people are always most ready to take credit for what others are doing.
Well Sweetheart, I must go to bed now. I hear you say come on and warm me up. Heaps of love my Darling and sleep tight.