{"id":2465,"date":"2013-05-24T12:48:40","date_gmt":"2013-05-24T12:48:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/trevorgreenwood.co.uk\/tg\/?page_id=2465"},"modified":"2024-04-15T13:22:57","modified_gmt":"2024-04-15T13:22:57","slug":"letter-27-8-45","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/trevorgreenwood.co.uk\/tg\/august-1945\/letter-27-8-45\/","title":{"rendered":"Letter 27.8.45"},"content":{"rendered":"

No. 7925934. Sgt. Greenwood.
\nC Sqdn, 9th Battn R.T.R.
\nB.A.O.R. (British Army of the Rhine)<\/i><\/p>\n

27.8.45
\nMonday<\/p>\n

My Darling: From your last two or three letters, I can tell that you have been expecting me home daily for some time past… And I feel that you will have been bitterly disappointed to learn that my leave has been delayed. No doubt you will now be reconciled to a further wait… but I wish I could have spared you the disappointment… Somehow, Jess, it seems inevitable that my leaves are always attended by snags and doubts – causing you God knows how much anxiety and disappointment. We are victims of this damned army machine, and have to accept its soul-less inefficiency – but it won’t be for long now… not long now, dear: I think it is fairly certain that I will have my “ticket” by Xmas… this is one of those stupendous facts that I can’t really grasp as yet… just as I couldn’t really believe Germany was conquered for quite a long time. But I don’t think it will take me long to re-accustom myself to civilian life… or to being called ‘daddy’. And I know it won’t take me any time at all to learn how to be the husband of the loveliest wife of all: that is something I have never forgotten.<\/p>\n

There is little more I can add about my leave. I heard another sailing cancellation over the radio yesterday and assumed that my departure would be delayed a further day. But now I find that I am scheduled to travel via the Hook of Holland – Harwich route… and the cancellations only seem to affect the Dover – Calais route, so I still expect to leave on Sept. 1st, arriving England Sept. 2nd. If I am lucky I may be in Harwich in the morning – thus enabling me to reach home at a reasonable hour. But it is difficult to make any forecasts: I can only promise to wire you as soon as I reach England – giving you an idea of my expected time of arrival at Stockport.<\/p>\n

And now dear… I will go to bed. Please forgive this lousy little letter: it is so hard to write to you just now: I want to talk to you… and I know I will<\/b> be talking to you soon… very soon now.<\/p>\n

Good night, Jess, my love
\nAlways
\nYour Trevy. <\/p>\n

P.S. Our address is now B.A.O.R. as you may have heard over the radio. T.<\/p>\n

P.P.S. The enclosed lousy photo shews the house we are using for our sergeants mess. T. (Click here to see this photo.)<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

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