Wharncliffe
20th November 1945
Darling Janie,
The motto is: “Two weeks on Saturday”
Sorry I didn’t write yesterday sweetheart but I really had quite a lot to get on with and then a parade at 7pm at Brookhill Barracks. As a result I didn’t get home until 9.15pm.
Apparently the Officer in Charge had done an inspection on Saturday and the place was shocking. So he called us to a conference on Monday morning prior to an inspection of billets. The upshot of the conference was that I am now a Platoon Commander of the men that work down at the dockyards. It doesn’t amount to much as Lt.Ross will cover my Saturday morning inspection of billets. But I shall have to take parades. These don’t happen very often. But unfortunately there is one next Saturday.
It was a grand run to Taunton in that bus. I think I saw more than if I’d been in a car. Got to Taunton an hour early so I went for a walk and looked in the shops. The train was twenty minutes late but I managed to get a seat as we had a pair of yelling twins as far as Estuary.
I ate all of the chocolate and some of the sandwiches but went easy as I knew there would be another hot meal awaiting me home here.
I only seem to have let one important thing behind and that darling is my pe. Well you please send it along?
I’m wondering how Anthony got along at school and if the cough was affected and how is your cold darling?
In spite of the fact that the weekend was supposed to be a business trip I good so enjoy it. You know for the first time I began to feel that Anthony really was my son and it was a very warm and pleasant feeling. I really feel that seeing you and then leaving and looking forward to the next trip is far better than being re-patriated and de-mobbed all at once.
I am able to analyse my visits afterwards and adjust myself for the next meeting and I expect you and Anthony are doing the same. Thus (I feel) that last weekend we were more the ideal family than we were on the previous occasions. How do you feel about it?
I’ll stop now as I have a lot to get on with—
All my love is yours my own darling and Anthony’s.
Take care and give me a ring if you are feeling blue (in spite of the letter)
And I’m your very own,
Johnnie xxxx
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