It is freezing cold and we have a lot of snow on the ground, real Christmas weather…

Motorcyclist of the Royal Eng. with a Christmas pudding December 1917. © IWM (Q 8338)18/12/17


My dearest Father and Mother

This is just to send you my love and good wishes for Christmas. I am sending you home a parcel full of miscellaneous treasures by a trusty friend so I hope it may arrive safely.

There is in it a baby aeroplane for Father, which will make a pair with the other one, two pairs of gloves for Mother ( very dull but I hope useful) a nightie for Molly, a woolly jacket ( made by orphans at a convent) for the new arrival, and four packages for Nurse, Nanny Mrs Burfoie and Sandy.

Thank you ever so much dear Mother for the 3 books of songs which have all arrived safely, and which will give me immense pleasure when I have a second to glance inside them!

I live in a hectic whirl just now: you see being senior nurse Matron trots down to me and gives me all sorts of jobs in connexion with the Christmas tree and entertainment and then we are awfully busy with rehearsals and so forth. I dance feverishly about twice a day and get in a fearful muddle.

It is freezing cold and we have a lot of snow on the ground, real Christmas weather. I shall be feeling more peaceful and less worried a week from today.

I am awfully delighted that you have put some money in the war bond sweepstake or whatever it calls itself: I hope some of us get prizes!

I hope M’s new Abigail will be more useful than Frances: it will make a good deal of difference to you all if she is a good worker.

I should be grateful for some maintenance money soon as my funds are somewhat low.

I can’t think of anything more to say just now so will terminate my epistle

Best love to you both

Your loving Dorothy

Will Father give 10/- from my allowance to M as the two kids present.




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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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