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Prisoner of War 1917-1918

Prisoner of War 1917-19182023-08-29T13:16:22+00:00

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2nd Aug 1918 Highly respectable wink

May to David Balham 2.8.18
My dear David,
What do you think? Your highly respectable and much esteemed Aunt Maria deliberately winked at me the other day – last Wednesday evening it was, about 7.30. Shall I ever recover from the shock, I wonder? No small wonder that, later on in the evening when I was helping to put the supper, and Mrs Taylor said “You have not put the whiskey on the table” I replied “I did not think there was any left”. Your Aunt pretended to look horrified at me then. O, these pious Aunts!
Yesterday Mrs Taylor & Mrs Christmas left about 4.30 for Watford, and I found Mrs Day in charge. She did not look so well as usual, and when I asked her she said she had a wretched cough that kept her awake at night time, so I asked her to try some ovaltine. It acted like magic. She has scarcely coughed since, and consequently had a good night. She looks all the better this morning. She has promised to take some more during the day. It is very soothing. Can I send you any? Or haven’t you got a cough?
A post card came from you, dated about 23rd June, yesterday, and we were so glad to have it. To-morrow afternoon I shall pop home to see if there is anything from you awaiting me. Hope so.
We are opening our West End Branch on 23rd August, and I shall have to supply two girls, one a senior and the other a junior. We have engaged two new ones to take their places. More training to do.
A lot more work has come in, so that I shall have to put in a little overtime next week, but I don’t expect to stay later than 7.0 any night.
The weather has turned awful again. Thank goodness, as then no one minds staying late.
I must not stop any longer, so Goodbye once again.
May

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