David to May Sheerness Monday [24th March 1919]
Its was a false alarm, or at least a semi false alarm. I got down here at 11.15 & went straight along to the Adjutant & asked him if there were any further news of getting away. He said “No, but the Brigade Major says we shall hear on Tuesday or Wednesday”. So its the old old tale again. It seems that the Brigade Major came in on Saturday & said that the details had come through, but of course he was doing this unofficially, so of course it will take some time to get the thing through officially. I am awfully sorry that I came up with a tale like that and stirred you up for nothing, but you never can be in the least bit certain of anything in the army as you know.
Still I am hoping & hoping for Tuesday or Wednesday now. I am afraid I said a lot of wicked words when I heard that the thing hadn’t started & my only consolation was your letter which was waiting for me. You are a darling to write little bits to me like that all through the day, it makes me feel as though I am with you.
I wrote to Headquarters at Rugeley last night, asking them to put my name in for promotion. Hope it goes through alright as it will mean a little extra money for us.
That reminds me there is no further talk of us moving to Rugeley yet, apparently they wired here & said they had no accommodation for us, so that’s some comfort.
I have heard no further news this afternoon. This afternoon I went back to my room in the barracks, sat in front of the fire (& read that booklet on Falmouth at least I read a bit of it & fell asleep in the middle of it).
Before this I had started off for a walk, but is was so cold & blowing a gale that I turned back.
It seems that it was just as well that we needed this week out of our reckoning, but Oh I do hope it will next week as we arranged.
Goodbye, perhaps I shall see you on Wednesday or before. Kiss me.