No. 7925934. L/Sgt. Greenwood.
‘C’ Sqdn. 9th Battn. R.T.R.
A.P.O. England.


Friday evening.

Jess dear, I guess you knew that I would be surprised by the receipt of a registered letter… and I was… And now I am perplexed: I want to thank you for your kindness… and at the same time I am tempted to lecture you upon your excess of generosity. I am deeply grateful for your present… but… I could have wished for the money to be put to another use:- for you to think about yourself a little more. I will not pretend that I cannot make good use of it… and I will, because I know you want me to. But I must ask you not to encourage my extravagance… especially under present circumstances… Will you promise?

I have no news for you, dear. I seem to be properly in a rut just now, and my normal existence is very colourless. We are having a battalion sports day on Sunday, and that should provide something of a contrast to our usual routine. I don’t know whether it is usual for world shattering events to be preceded by games etc… but I recall that a bloke called Raleigh is supposed to have set a precedent!

I will try and write a more intelligent letter tomorrow. Meanwhile, please excuse this lousy effort. There is so little I can say to you.

Au revoir, dear Jess.
Yours always

P.S. I was unable to hear Sibs. 2nd Symphony after all. Maybe I will have a chance to do so next week.