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


Sunday evening.

Jess dear, Once again, I have practically nothing to tell you. This has been a typical Sunday… with most of the fellows half asleep all day… and a church parade for volunteers this morning.

I have spent a fair amount of time reading (mystery yarns, magazines: anything to occupy the mind) and have also had an enjoyable hot shower. No further mails have arrived, much to my regret, but I have a conviction that everything is alright at home, so I am not worried by this absence of news. All the same, I would love to know just how you are faring… and your latest antics with the nipper.

Tomorrow is June 19th… a date which means so much to you and I. I know you will not need reminding of this delightful anniversary, my dear… but I have had to mention it in case I am unable to write tomorrow. You will remember your prophetic thought… and you will be only too well aware of its fulfilment… and I know we are alike in having no regrets whatever. I am only sorry I cannot be with you to celebrate the occasion more suitably. Perhaps we will have a double celebration next year.

Later 6.00 pm.

Sorry dear… must finish now.

Be writing again in a day or two.

Yours always,