Postmarked COLNE LANCS 7.30pm 2 OCT 1939
addressed to Lieut. R. Helme. D.W.R., Attatched to R.A.F. Station, Yeadon, Via Leeds
P.S. I’m glad the W.A.A.F.’s weren’t too ravishing!
Albert House. Colne. Lancs. Tel.No.282
1st October
My belovéd Ronald,
You are so cute I could squeeze you to nothing. I am un or is it in – discribably happy that you are coming on Wednesday. Also very pleased that you should of your own free will have made an appointment at the dentist. Strangely enough, I made a promise to myself this morning on my way to the library, that I would, either by forse or persuasion, see that you went very soon. And that, I should say is telepathy – lovers’ telepathy.
I have not yet phoned your mother, as the Surgery door was unsnibbed during my conversation with you, and a number of people had clattered. It was best, I thought, to get out of the surgery before any more arrived. Also, I wanted another cup of tea. But I shall ‘phone tonight.
I don’t think I told you that Daphne and I went on to the W.V.S. place on Saturday morning. She polished chairs, and I amused myself painting the grate which was somewhat rusted. I made a beautiful job of it, and enjoyed myself so much that I have volunteered to stain and varnish the floor. We may start tomorrow. Daphne being the second volunteer. She really can work you know. You’d be amazed at the vim she puts into scrubbing and rubbing and swilling, etc.
I want to go riding soon, but I think I’ll wait till Thursday as I don’t want to be stiff for Wednesday. Besides, Sally will probably be somewhat lively, and I would not like to break my collarbone or anything before you come to see me!
Moué and I have just been into Miss Mac’s to buy some stockings, and her confounded animal took a nip at Sunni, and has given him a nasty wee cut on his eye rim. It looked far worse that it was, as his eye was filled with blood. But now that it’s bathed it’s not so bad.
I am sitting in the gloom, but I can’t be bothered rousing myself to black out the room.
Moué started at Burnley Art School today, and seems to have enjoyed it. Zoë was very charming to her, and went to lunch with her – and Irene Swire.
Well darling, I am so glad you are coming on Wednesday. You have no idea how these visits, and the anticipation of them, buck me up. Or maybe you have. How I love you. I am forever thinking of you.
I won’t write tomorrow. Goodbye for now. All my love, yours Kay x.