The local maidens made good use of their time…………….


My dearest Mother

Thank you so much for your letters and Father’s too. Excuse this singular writing, but the only weapon I can lay my hand on at present is this pen, so I must needs use what is handy.

George left Rouen in the hospital ship St Andrew on Sunday morning very early: I didn’t see her go out. He went on board the Saturday night about tea-time: we went down on the quay to bid him good bye about 5.30. He took over a treasure for you that I didn’t trust to the post: it takes so long to come over. I don’t think M can have got my first letter from here: anyway I wrote one about a month ago, and I am going to write again this week.

Certainly Mr Mitchell is the biggest ass I ever knew. I am certain he is going into it with his eyes open too.

Gilbert the Filbert’s name was McEwan.

The Lovat’s Scouts have gone out to the Dardanelles without their ponies but have taken their saddles with them. So Miss Brodie told me. Her brother is now Bede Major instead of Major Alhusen I think.  As you say the local maidens made good use of their time.

I hope the CHHs wont be Zepped. I was on a tram in Rouen the other day and a Red Cross orderly from No 2 ( the officer’s hospital which is run by the British Red Cross Society for the army and doesn’t have RAMC men but volunteers from mens VADs) said “Excuse me sister, but who is that no 32 Lincoln. So I said that my detachment was Alford, and he told me he lived in Grimsby, his Grandma and Grandad kept a tobacco shop close to Palethorpe’s shop in Victoria Street. I knew whereabouts he meant, and his uncle’s name was Ernest Benton (I think) a clerk in Grange & Wintringham’s office. I asked him if any other Lincs men were in the hospital and he said a man from Spilsby, I forget his name! I remember 3 of the Spilsby men’s VAD went to France and Rouen early in the war. We chatted till our ways separated, as he had recently returned from leave and was able to tell me how the harvest looked etc.

By the by I don’t think I ever commented on Archie B’s conduct. Truly he is a blackguard of the first water. I was awfully interested in the Bridge extract. I wish the expert would have answered my questions which I asked him about three months ago; points of bridge.

I will write to Mrs Colli re hockey club. I made out a balance sheet but it didn’t balance somehow ! It was some silly mistake as I paid all the bills most carefully and had kept my petty cash book most scrupulously. The “imbalance sheet” is in the drawer of the little oak table in the nursery. I certainly think they would be wise to run the club as last year with reduced expenses and match list.

It went very well really. All the more with Miss Hargreaves offer of supplementary players. It would be a great pity to let it slide because everyone turned up well last year.

Of course I must no go on being captain, ought I to write a formal letter of resignation I wonder. Mrs C ought to be capt. And they must find a vice from somewhere. I hope Mrs C. will go on being secretary and get someone to help her with my secretary work.

Poor old ET it is rather dreadful that she should have broken up like that. I sent her a ppc the other day.

18th Sept.

I had a long chatty letter from Phoebe Rennell the other day with a brief scrawl from Clarence inside it. She is very decent writing to me.

I heard about Captain Lowe’s wound before you told me: poor man it was rotten luck. You would see Mr Garrard in the Times obituary notices on Weds or Thurs.

I sent Nanny and Nurse p.c.s [ postcards] so I suppose that’s why they asked for my address. I had a letter from Mrs CHH yesterday and one from Trevor Bracken “somewhere in Africa” with the Indian Expeditionary Force B. He is not with with his regt the 94th, Russell’s Infantry, but is attached to the 13th Rajputs. He was very bored with Africa.

I wonder what sort of a new curate we shall get. Decent ones (socially I mean) are as rare as diamonds. I’m afraid the slugs wiped out my little red delphinium, strafe them.

You may be interested to hear that the campanula that we slave drove is once more a roaring success: full of bloom.

I must stop now:I’ve been at this letter for about 3 days.

Shall write again tomorrow. Thanks muchly for the 14/9 p.o. I got Fr 19.90 for it !!

Best love to you both

From your loving Dorothy.

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Mrs T

Beyond the day job, and the garden, I love to delve into local and family history. While pursuing one project other snippets frequently distract me, resulting in the eclectic mix of tales from the past found here.

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