At Queensferry. I got out to wash this morning but I could hardly stand up, my head being so heavy and “swimmy” and I was pretty weak. Wasn’t sorry to get back to bed. The Fleet Surgeon had a yarn with me, wanted to know why I didn’t go sick yesterday morning. I told him that I didn’t feel so bad until later on in the day. I have been trying to get some sleep during the day, but only succeeded in catching an hour this afternoon. My temperature has been taken every four hours and at 8 p.m. it had dropped to 100.4°. My headache was much better, throat about the same.
This evening I received a huge parcel from you and a letter. I noticed at first how splendidly secure the parcel was, and here congratulate you on the method adopted. I opened the parcel and was genuinely sorry that I couldn’t tackle any of the nice things there. Later on I discovered and orange amongst the fruit and I was glad enough to suck it. I am not a lover of oranges as a rule, but I have been glad to suck this fruit today, especially those inclined to be sharp, for one’s mouth does get dry and the throat seems much easier after the orange juice has gone along it.
I must here record my great thanks to you and your Mother for the “stationery”. I’m itching to taste her pudding but am unable to do so at present. You are both dear old souls and I should be without heart indeed, if I didn’t love you for your kindness. I could receive no greater action fro your Mother to show her friendship, and it isn’t every prospective son-in-law that has such friendliness to encourage him. I only hope I shall be able to retain your parents’ friendship for all time.
The Chaplian came in and had a “pull at my leg” tonight. He only asked “What did you go to bed for?” I replied “It wasn’t a case of my going, it was a case of being ordered to bed”. He laughed. He does not sympathise with one, but makes one fell that they are not so bad as they think they are and as perhaps they really are.
I must not forget to note a coincidence that has occurred to us again dear, and it is in the fact that both of us are under the doctor’s care. You are attending Dr. Spencer for some old blood thing which gives rise to rather uncomfy bumps. I expect it is the kind of thing some people get with the change of seasons. Glad it does not incapacitate you from carrying on as usual, and I hope you will soon recover under the effects of that horrible medicine you are taking. It won’t do for us both to be down Mabs, one of us has to keep the flag flying you know.