09/01/1917 HMB
My Dearest Mother
Thank you very much for your letters, papers and the sweet little calendar. I should have written before but that Tim has been seedy again. The flu has left her with a bad liver and she is awfully easily tired and gets giddy and sick so often and has to diet carefully. It is rotten for her poor girl.
The weather is absolutely poisonous it pours all day, either rain or snow and is beastly cold too. We have got Matron’s permission to have an oil stove in our room and we shall go and choose it tomorrow if Tim is well enough. I had a letter from Uncle Charlie with a cheque for £5 in it: wasn’t it kind of him. I shall send it back with £6 of your and Father’s money and you’d better get it put into War Stock of some kind if you will please – isn’t there a new loan coming out?
I had a ripping book from Nurse which caused us intense amusement. I gather Ford Sandall is at home: I had a Christmas card from him which came from Sutton.
I must end this brief epistle as it is post-time.
More soon
Best love to you both
From your loving Dorothy
I got the Indian Photo all right.
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