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42 Woodbridge 16.3.41

Dear Marjorie
  I hope you are keeping alright and that the air raids are not worrying you too much. We have on this guard have had plenty to think about. Everyone except myself has been caught in the cookhouse whilst they were suppose to be on guard. Our lance, Jack has been stripped the other chaps have had their sentences. I was lucky you see I hang out in the cookhouse like the rest, but I had sharper ears than the others, I was in the cookhouse when I heard someone walking outside. Heavens was I in a jam, but as luck would have it, I happened to notice a small window in the place which I got through. Heck, I managed it just in time, heavens as I got out of the window as the Major came in the door. I rushed round the front and halted the devil, in a soldierly manner. Hence saved my skin, but what a near shave in all probability I should have got the glasshouse, because three chaps had already been charged with deserting their post. But still it is not much good on dwelling on what might have happened, the main thing is that it did not happen. My goodness I am lucky regarding just getting out of jams. I shall have to go easy for a little while, I think, but still those sort of incidences certainly pep things up and my they could do with a little pepping some times. This guard is finished on Monday at 6 o'clock as far as we are concerned. So I must prepare myself for some work of some description. I will close now darling as I must prepare for my guard at 4 o'clock. The officers have a sherry party on tonight so I guess I shall be mighty busy halting people tonight, if they are to drunk there may be some fireworks, you know the boys just feel like it.
Cherrio darling,
Syd.

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