My dear Wife,
There is not much to tell you, but if I do not post early to-morrow you will not hear till Monday.
I thought we might have had a p.c. this afternoon to let us know of your safe arrival but nothing came but the paper.
I came down to early lunch to-day and cycled to our station to go to Stratford I just escaped a very heavy rain and hail storm while waiting for the train and there was a similar one at Stratford a little before I left when I was also in shelter.
The enclosed picture cards came this morning, on approval, I shall keep them and think perhaps Aunt Lizzie might be interested in seeing them, I hardly suppose she would care to come here for the Pageant but you could ask her if you like.
Last night when I went to say good night to Judy she was hugging your photo in bed and slept with it under her pillow.
Cyril’s night shirt has been despatched at last. It is quite cool again to-night after the hail, if we had not got into June I should be thinking a frost possible.
I hear the Perkins boy is doing well so far, I should think he has a fair chance of recovery if he keeps clear of inflammation.
Did you finish your book before you left. Do not trouble to send the picture cards by post but bring them back, somebody might like to see them at Richmond. I hope you found Aunt Lizzie quite well, give her my love.
Your affectionate Husband
Your p.c. to hand. Love from all, Juliet sends kisses