A/B D Saunders
FX 83787 HMSLCI 185 Co GPO London England [Undated] Just had your latest Air Mail. The letter with the photos of you and Jimmy have up to yet not arrived. I’m looking forward to them so I can stick them in a small album I have. You still wonder where I am? Well some time ago we called at Malta for a few days, and I told you we were in the ‘Sicily’ do. Now quite a few miles separate us from there but we are still on this side of the world. I wonder if we will be home for Christmas. There’s quite a good chance, but we never know where we are going, until we get there, so don’t count on any thing. Things are on the slow side once more. Just mucking from one place to the next. One day we land up in a little port, with about one mule and two houses and the next a full size town, with modern houses and very fancy prices in the shops. Its still hot and very dusty in these towns. A fly swatter on board is working 24 hrs a day. At a night time when the ship radio is in action, it seems funny and sometimes it makes me feel homesick to hear, all the old programs which I used to hear back home in the old arm chair. It’s just started up and some of the old songs are on. We saw a film last night (English) which had shots of Times Sq and New York. That was some place, I an tell you. One good job out here, that we don’t wear white, but the same as the troops, shorts and shirts. Every body wear’s them even the locals and any prisoners that are around. In fact if every body took of there hats no one could tell the difference. I wish I could get hold of a sun helmet, but we are very short of them, so I where an old straw hat. Well I must get on with a letter to Betty Anne. I’ve not written to her for ages. So cheerio and all my fondest love to you Mother and the rest of them at home. David |
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