Tuesday March 26/7

Witley Camp England

My dear Mother, Father + Carrie               .

               Received your letter yesterday dated March 5/17 enclosing money order for $15 and I was certainly glad to hear from you all. I did not need the money on ofc [?] of the cable I got but maybe it will come in handy. We have been having tough luck here as far as Canadian mail is concerned but here’s hoping it will be better in the future.

               I have not seen Fred since I was in the hospital. He must have been moved from this camp. I have been so tied up since I came out of the hospital that I have not had any time to look him up. I am glad you are acquainted with the mothers of our old Rusty Hinge quartet. I think it is a dandy idea and we are certainly sorry we have been broken up as we used to have some jake times. Tell dad I cannot help but know what is going on in London every letter I get has news in it about the change + believe me dears it is one of the ambitions of my life being fulfilled so go ahead and believe me when I get back I’ll try and do my share although it might not be very much.

               I think it would be rather exciting to have 3 rooms to live in. I am so used to one that I would hardly know how to get in 3. I know I am just going to love that flat, it’ll be Jake when dad gets his hand in. I was also glad to hear that the factory had been rented “Oh there’s nothing to it” everything is going to turn out just right.

               I hope you do not receive my last letter until you read this one as I do not want you to worry. Our stand too Sunday night + all day Monday. I think was a test mobilization of all troops in England, everything is going along now the same as before and no talk of going over.

               Our quarantine bunch have been issued with yellow bands to wear around our huts and we have to go out training with the battalion only no one is allowed to come within 10 yards of us.

               This morning we had a brigade route march of 13 miles heavy marching order and I enjoyed every step of it so you can imagine what condition I am in.

               Mr. Hayworth our machine gun officer came up to me this morning and told me to hand my revolver over to another chap in the section, I was quite surprised until he told me that the whole company had been reorganized and that instead of me being #1 on the M.G. crew that I had been put in charge of the section which means another stripe as soon as I come out of quarantine so you can leave the lance off and just call me corpl. This is not nearly as dangerous a job as #1 on the crew and as I am very anxious. Murray and I are jake and by the looks of things they will not need us over there just yet anyway.

               Remember me to all with love for all

                              Bob

                                             Hope dad got the paper, will send one every week now.