19th March 1961
Hello darling,
The family have just gone out and I’m well supplied with cigarettes so I’m sitting down to a nice peaceful evening alone.
Thought for today: if love is blind how do you account for the cosmetic industry.
Hello darling,
The family have just gone out and I’m well supplied with cigarettes so I’m sitting down to a nice peaceful evening alone.
Thought for today: if love is blind how do you account for the cosmetic industry.
Darling,
Am writing this on a quite Sunday morning in dear old Akrotiri. The fact that it is quiet is due to the ‘Sunday Morning Lie-in For Airman Association’ which has a membership of some two thousand airman every Sunday until about noon. Only trouble is, your Alan hasn’t a clue what to write about so, like always I’ll press on regardless. Think you must agree this is a very original way to start a letter, but why worry, it’s Sunday.
Dear Aunt Mary,
Please help me, I am desperate. My daughter confided in me recently that she was in love and wished to marry. Of course, I was delighted for I have always believed in child marriages (she is 37) but to my dismay I discovered that she had fallen in love with my grandfather.
My darling Alan,
I mustn’t stay up to all hours tonight writing cos I want to get up early tomorrow, so I’ve got an excuse if this letter is a short one. Well, I don’t exactly want to get up early tomorrow but I thought I had better get in some practice for next week when I’m opening morning post and have got to be there by nine.
Darling,
Thanks for everything, your present, the card the letter, and just everything. Maureen, you really are a darling. You know, you’re terrific, just great in fact. I’m not just flattering you because I feel it’s the right thing to do but because I really do love you very much and when you do these sort of things I just burst.