Another week end is here and my how time does fly. It will soon be Xmas and I once had intentions of being home for Xmas this year. My hopes have vanished now though as it is drawing near too fast. I have had two letters from home this week one of Aug 25th written while you were at Silverdale and one Sept 1st and 4. I had one also from Clara written at the beach. One from Ruth written Feb 6 has been returned from the East. None of the others have shown up though
The parcel of apples arrived in bad condition and was smashed up so it had to be destroyed. Mother dont waste any more money on parcels while I am here in England
I did not get up to see Roy again as I intended but I have written to him this last week I have been quite busy here at the Y.M. lately at nights and spare afternoons.
Mother it is hard to find any thing to write about as the weeks fly by and nothing seems to happen of any importance. I want to get down around some of the Canadian Camps to see some of the boys but I have not had any leave lately. I believe I could spend a pleasant six days looking up old pals. Geo Bryson wrote that they were plentiful down at Witley
The war prospects seem to be quite bright at present. The papers really sound too good to be true although I guess things are really going well across the water. Bulgaria is out of it any way and that helps some.
Well Mother dear I must close for now with heaps of love to all
Your loving son