26th February 1961
Darling Alan,
I’ve got loads to write about, so it’s a good job I’ve haven’t got to get up for work in the morning. Do you realise it is exactly 6 months until you get your demob. it’s coming closer and closer.
26th February 1961
Maureen darling,
How about popping over next weekend for a few days? It will only cost you a hundred pounds return and I’m sure your dad can afford it. Well, perhaps not. It was just an expensive thought by a half-baked idiot but what a marvellous thought. Do you realise Mrs Blake that in 6 month’s time you will be in my arms again.
Oliver! The Musical – Food Glorious Food
28th February 1961
Darling,
I’ve had a screaming row with my mother and I’m still raging so beware I may let of steam with you. It’s just because I told her we are having 12 people round Saturday evening. And that is not as unreasonable as it sounds because I have worked it all out and it won’t disturb her at all.
