My dear Father
You will have had news of me through Mary, but I’ll write to you this evening also. It is quite autumnal here, more so than at home; I find that the work in the lab during my absence has been very heavy and they had to get two extra pathologists to carry on. Since my return one of these has gone, but I think I’ll need the other one a bit longer, though the epidemic of dysentery has now probably just passed its highest point.
Everyone thinks I look much better and I certainly feel so, and am quite prepared now for a good spell of work.
One of the old stagers from here has gone up the line, otherwise there are no changes. Our mess hut has been enlarged so we should be more comfortable this winter.
I met Kathleen and Jack in London on Saturday, we lunched together and had a walk before my train was due.
It was very nice to be able to have such a long spell of leave, and to be able to come home for it. I hope George will get a chance soon.
Tents are getting to feel a bit cold and damp now, but with a few dry days, it should improve.
By the way, I forgot to ask if you have any herbaceous or annual seeds to spare. The hospital compound each have gardens, and next spring will want filling. The OC has some frames etc made for raising plants, so if you can save a few seeds for me they would come in very useful.
With love to you all.
Your affectionate son