O.V.S.
Wednesday 6pm
Dearest Dear - Thank you for your very nice letter - I was the only one to get one at breakfast this morning & everyone was most envious! The photograph isn't too good - you'd combed your hair down too straight. It looks so much nicer when it curls!
Haven't you got time to have another one done? I should hate them to think your hair could only look like that!
I'm glad about the new glasses - we'll try them out properly at the pictures on Friday - unless you've been before then. I also had a good idea about the bulb - unless you've got a new one already. Why can't you use one of those we keep for the titler? It's wasted most of the time in its box - you might just as well be using it. I can't think why it didn't strike us before. I don't suppose Imperial Airways really take much notice of those forms - it's usually mostly formality. I should think they either remember you or make a few notes afterwards. I broached Miss X about Joan's wedding - but I can't be spared as it's so near beginning of term - & I couldn't honestly make out she was a very near relation!!
But I'm glad you're going (the Poly will start getting a bit suspicious about your free afternoons!) - and you can give me full details in the evening - so mind you get as much information as possible! (You'll probably have to answer some "leading questions" from your mother as well!!)
I'm looking forward to my birthday now - I'm on duty on the Tuesday instead - but there's a half term in June which I'm going to be free for (about the first time since I've been here!) - as Freeth is doing it instead.
Today has been tremendously wearing. My family would never recognise me if they could see me working from morn to dewy eve! It seems quite different somehow - knowing exactly what has to be done and that you're responsible. Instead of being asked to do odds & ends here and there when you've just settled to something else. It was awful at home this hols. It gets more and more difficult to do things just because family ties demand it. When for 8 months of the year one is treated like a knowledgeable and responsible person - with an opinion that counts for something - it is most wilting to discover one is hall-marked "inefficiency" immediately you get home. It's quite natural, because there's nothing very much I do properly at home - so that I'm now growing to look on it as a holiday where I'm really not interested enough to join in with the lives of the occupants of the house. I always feel much happier here.
Grannie is looking forward to her birthday luncheon on the 1st - can we give her something between us? - because I can't think of anything she really wants. I ran over to see her yesterday - & she asked if you had the photograph of me sitting on a stool taken at the same time as those with the twins in the garden. I'm not sure whether it was one of those three Mummy gave you - but if not I said I was sure you'd like Grannie's copy (so you'll jolly well have to!) She thinks it's the nicest of me & would like you to have it - so there'll probably be a nice formal & slightly embarrassing presentation of it on the 1st!!!
I'll be at the office by 6 on Friday - you'll be back in the afternoon - won't you? Let's go to the pictures first & eat afterwards. I don't know if I can last till then without seeing you. I'm afraid I make life more restless for myself by seeing so much of you - it's a bit worrying - but I do see more than ever that having lots to do is the best way to get over it!
One Thursday you must come to the Shakespeare rehearsal - because I don't do anything - and I could talk to you all the time! (This, of course, is just another excuse!)
- Oh - but why should I be ashamed of myself when I have the greatest and most glorious of all excuses for seeing you for ever and ever more - every week and every day and every hour - because I love you so dearly - and you love me.
Mary
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