My dearest Mother
I am hoping to come on leave at the end of the first week or beginning of the second week in April, heavenly thought! So please write at once to Lieutenant A Van Horde, Bureau des conges Militaires Belges. Aldwych WC and ask for a conge form like you had before and fill it up at once and send it back and ask them to send it off at once. I am so excited at the thought of coming. I hope Fuller hasn’t pruned the rose trees yet. I am longing to have a go at them. I am so sorry to hear that the servants are so troublesome. However I can be quite useful when I come or will try anyway. Is there anything in the way of grub you would like me to bring over?
I suppose . Our grub here is still quite decent so I shan’t mind taking in a few holes in my belt when I come home.
The Greyhound has not descended upon me yet, thank God! Fortunately her hospital is a very long way out so she could only come up on a half day or something like that. I have still got a quite elegantly slim figure, for me and I really must have some of my clothes altered! They hang around me.
I am glad John is dealing out Belteshazzar to tiresome natives: it is a good thing it has saved him from that old fool Archie’s machinations.
Please thank Father for the £10 which has arrived safely: I think I have already acknowledged the Red Cross grant for which also many thanks.
I hope M has got the undies by now and that you will be so kind as to send me a list of my pictures again as I have absolutely lost the one you sent me before.
I am enclosing you a pleasant snap-shot of myself taken by Isabel. She and I are going to travel home together DV and WP. Mr Todd is a devil: I can get no catalogues for him and I have had no papers since Feb 23rd. Is it the posts I wonder.
I must dry up now
Best love to you all
Your loving Dorothy.