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51 Saxmundham  1941



Dear Marjorie
I have received your parcel today the, cakes whether ginger or lemon are very nice. Those fags in the airtight box are very good, they seem better than those in the packets. We here are to go to a new gun position but we are staying at the same billets. The gun pits are to be made so that means that some body will have to do some digging and some filling of sand bags. I hope I am not one of the unlucky persons, although I usually full for those jobs. Yesterday as I have already wrote and told you was my half day off I finished up by going to the pictures. I missed the last bus back to the      billets so I had to walk eight miles. I had two pals with me so it helped quite a lot, it rained all the way back so three of us got drowned but our things were dry in the morning so it was not so bad. We are turned out of bed at five these mornings for stand to, it is a real devil.
Thursday.
Last night I was on guard, I was on with a little cockney fellow named Alfred he kept me in fits of laughter by telling about his daughters wonderful voice I went to sleep on a fence and believe me he was still talking when I woke up, of a night time he is as blind as a bat so you can imagine how funny it was him holding my arm so that could avoid him bumping into anything. Lately we have had plenty of rain so the old mud has returned again, although it soon dries here, the soil is very sandy. I told you about the new intake, well they are nearly all Glaswegian boys with a few Irish men but they are a bright lot, they have introduced quite a lot of fresh third rate actors into the troop.
  Cherrio,
   Syd.


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