Pipe the paper! Pretty snazzy eh. This is stuff that the mess has had for years, you can only buy tissue paper now.
Just got back from a leave on the Isle of Man yesterday. Darned if they didn't put meat rationing into effect the day I got there, which was a bit of a blow. Met Dick Porteous on the way through town on the way back.
Thanks very much for the Leoné choclates, Mum, very good they are and like gold over here.
I sent my last letter by air-mail, let me know how long it took. I got one from Mum in 8 days and one from Hairp in 6, both air-mail. That's pretty darn fast, ordinary mail takes 4 weeks.
Terribly sorry about Pat Little, I hope he turns up as a prisoner-of-war. The R.C.A.F. seems to be taking a bit of a beating.
I'm afraid there's not much to write about at the moment, there never is. The leave was very successful, although the weather wasn't so hot. I didn't swim because it was a bit too cold. Had a couple of rousing parties. Some people over there gave a small party for me which was pretty good fun.
Well, I'm sorry that this is a pretty thin letter, but maybe the next one will be better.
P.S. Glad to hear all the crocks are better. Did you hear the broadcast yet?