Postmarked COLNE LANCS 7.15pm 1 OCT 1939
addressed to Lieut. R. Helme. D.W.R., Attatched to R.A.F. Station, Yeadon, Nr Leeds
Albert House. Colne. Lancs. Tel.No.282
1st October.
My darling Ronald,
It was so nice to hear your beloved voice on the phone this morning. I’m afraid this will be a mere scrap as I think the post goes a bit earlier than it used to on Sunday, and I simply musn’t miss it.
You will wonder why I didn’t start earlier then? I had collewobbles as a matter of fact, but feel ok now. I shall really have to have injections before I take to the land!
Angel, I shall come to see you on Wednesday D.V. I’ll make enquiries tomorrow morning – and let you know. You are quite sure you can get off? I’ll get the eleven o’clock bus from here. Of course, I’ve no idea where I shall land in Leeds, but I suppose I’ll meet you somehow.
I love you so much, I’d take the ‘bus to London for a sight of you.
Your pullover is growing and should be quite snug under your shirt. I’m doing it in ordinary sock stitch – partly to be nice and flat, partly because the wool doesn’t take well to a pattern, partly because it won’t show anyway. Also it’s quicker.
Dad, Uncle Stan, Daphne and I went to Blackburn yesterday afternoon to the big warehouse there – to order a bycicle, some tinned foods, some door carpets, etc. Quite a nice change.
In the evening, as you know, we went to “Lilac Time” and enjoyed it very much. The great Zoë Riddiough sat on our row with that girl that Hanson Halstead(?) took to Keighley dance – with a sergeant in the Royal Artillery each. Very amusing. I wonder who they were – Miss Riddiough gave us her usual blank look – kept entirely for the female sex; and I wished I had had my Lieutenant to make her displeased with her non-commissioned officers! Catty, catty Eadie! She makes me quite sick though – keeping all her charm(!) for the men.
I’m longing to see you dear, and presume you are dying to see me. Get Wednesday off. I’ll trip to the post now.
I do hope you can read this. All my love precious, Kathleen.