#16
423 Sqdn.
March 1, 1944.
Dear Mother:
This is my last letter before going on leave on the 7th so the next one should have more to write about. I have received all letters up to your #16 inc. #15 was addressed to 243 Sqdn but this did not seem to slow it up at all.
My parcel arrived last week and there is not much left of it. The oranges were in perfect shape, just as fresh as when they left I should think. They were far far superior to the Spanish ones I bought which are not so sweet but full of pips. The waistcoat is very nice. Oddly, my skipper had an identical one sent to him about a month ago. He wears it all the time when flying over his battle dress. Still no cigarettes. When I get to London I will check with B. C. House. I have been given 100 by my roommate which has kept me going.
I was up all last night spending the time on what in peace time would be a very classy pleasure yacht: something like the Llaird of Fintry used to have. However I slept until tea time so I am pretty well caught up.
I am sure the Mallams must have heard from Peter by now. He is still around and is going to try and get a 48 to meet me in London.
I haven’t done any riding for a long time now, I don’t know whether this is a riding part of the country. It certainly isn’t now but it may of been: it is suitable, very similar to Glos.
You are probably right as to the branch Red Pettigrew is in. That is where practically every one of them got to.
No Couriers have arrived for some time, however I will watch for the Feb. 17th issue as Dad suggests.
London has been getting a few raids lately and I wonder whether I will be in any. Peter was there for a couple of the recent ones. Uncle Geoff says that they didn’t bother Uncle George a bit except for his concern about the servants.
With love from
Tony
[Editor’s note: Transcription provided by collection donor.]
Original Scans
