Hello Darling;

Well here it is Sunday afternoon and as I have a few minutes off I thought I would write you a few lines and let you know that I am fine. It is rather chilly out today, yesterday was a real lovely day. They are having a big parade today, I was to be in it but I am working so I will not be in it now.
I have not had any mail from you for a week but I imagine that it is all being held up because none of the boy have received any. I have certainly been working very hard, but it will be all over in a month or so, and we will be getting a rest then I hope. I went to the R of C last night but it was not very good so I came home and had a bath then went to bed.
I hope that you got over “V” Day alright, it was rather quiet here. I went to a show, I read in the paper that they almost wrecked Halifax, the money that they made from the boys they deserved it. But we really had a wonderful time there didn’t we dear? I think that they were the happiest days of my life, now that I look back on them, but I hope it wont be too long now before we are together again for good.
How is Donna doing? I wish I could have been there when she first walked. I bet she looked cute. I will certainly be there when our next one comes along.
They have moved me out of the living room now and I am in the kitchen as my quarters. I really like it better we have a cupboard and a sink and there are only three of us living in the kitchen. I still see a lot of that “Bill” fellow that Irene knows. He has been here in Bournemouth ever since he came over. He does not do a darn thing all day but you get tired of that sort of thing though.
Those pictures you sent me are really great dear. I like your hat, you really look very good in them and “Toots” is really cute as well.
Has Dad said anything about trying to get Mr. Inghams place? I bet he could get it for $200 or $500 dollars. It would be very nice for him because it is really well built.
How is Ted doing? Well I hope. I guess that Jack Aitken is a goner too now, that is really to bad. I guess poor Mrs. Aitkens will really go a little whacky now loosing both of her sons. I feel very sorry for her.
Well darling I will have to close now but will drop you a few lines on Tuesday or Wednesday and so for now darling,
From the bottom of my heart,
Your ever loving husband,

Bill

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