(Return Address filled in by censor...original censored)
C.T.C Headquarters
May 2, 1942
Dear Mom, Dad and All:-
Eglan Court
7 Knyveton Rd.
Bournemouth
Your letter of April
15th received this morning at 7:30 AM. Nothing else received since
Dad's letter of April 15th from home or any of the relatives. Sure
will be looking forward to Irene's box of Fanny Farmers. Glad to
hear you got all my letters and the picture. About my weight, you'll
be surprised to hear that the last time I got weighed the scale read 10
stone, 7 lbs. which, to you yankees, is 147 Ibs. I don't believe
the scale though so will drop in and get weighed at the sick bay to make
sure. By the way, did you get both my long letters? One of
about 16 and the other fourteen pages? The air mail service has definitely
improved coming this way. Hope it has going your way too. Did
you get my cable?
Cheerio,
The Pouishnoff concert
was great and I don't mean perhaps. We had seats in the eighth row
on the left center where we could watch his hands [--(the next two
lines of the original letter were destroyed by the censoring of the return
address on page one)--] certainly was a treat to hear some real music
again, played by a master. Lorna plays the piano as I think I told
you and she was thrilled by the performances. She played Strauss
"Tales from the Vienna Woods" in the last show the station talent put on
at the [--(censored)--] town hall as a Prisoners of War benefit and acquitted
herself very well. I hope you have received the letter with her picture
and some of me that I enclosed. We are going in this afternoon to
see Santa Fe Trail and have tea in [--(censored)--] at the Capitol, one
of the best theatres about like the Paramount in St. Paul. Over here
the seats are of various prices even at the movies, which will seem a bit
strange to you. They vary from 15 cents to 50 cents downstairs and
from 25 cents to 50 cents in the balcony. Double features are the
order of the day at practically all the theatres except the Capitol.
Next week we are going to see the musical Chu Chin Chow at His Majesty's
Theatre, a stage production from London. Guess I told you that already.
So Pete's gone in
for a bike; that's really funny to hear. Progress seems to be going
backward with the (interrupted to correct some trouble. Okay now)
war reducing the availability of the luxuries taken for granted in the
good old U.S.A. Even the bicycle built for two is attaining popularity
over here. Interrupted again. The Sarge just came in to check
on some defective parts.
Mail me my calculus
book. I can use it for a review better than these English ones and
my own has all the engineering applications considered. I intend
to do a good bit of studying while I have the opportunity and see if I
can't advance another rank, although the chances are a bit slim as that
is equivalent to sergeant and there is only one to a station. Don't
seem likely they'd put a civilian in charge of that many airmen and N.C.O.'s.
By the way, [--(censored)--]
is one word and you'd better include RAF Station in the address, I don't
believe the population of the town is as great as Highwood.
Just can't think of
another thing to write about now so will sign off for the present.
You might include a tin of peanut butter in the next package.
Bob