July 15/17 Sunday

Witley Camp

Surrey

England

My dear Mother, Father + Carrie

               Received two letters this week one from Carrie + one from home and as you can imagine was pleased to hear that you were all well and that things were going along so nicely.

               I am sure that bungalow is getting along jake now and I hope before long you will be able to pull into it as it must be getting pretty tiring living in those three upstairs rooms through the summers. I imagine it would be pretty monstrous.

               Murray and I are feeling fine although for the past week I have been feeling pretty groggy with a cold.

               I had machine gun classes for a few days last week but the remainder was sure hard work. We are doing field work again and instead of as previously we are doing it in heavy instead of light equipment. The new men are doing fine although there are some few who we will never be able to make soldier and I think we have the majority of them in our platoon. I am afraid when we organize that Murray’s section will be a bunch of quinces. My section is still intact and you can see them marked with a cross on the picture I sent Annabelle.

               This morning we had a Brigade Church Parade and during the service an old man was presented with the military medal which his son had won on the field but which cost him his life. The old chap took it pretty hard and there were a good many of us that hay fever just about then.

               I have been using all my spare time in sports lately and I feel pretty fit.

               Well dears there is not very much to speak about just now. I wish you would call Annabelle up often as she must be pretty lonely and you know I think she is just about right.

               Well dears I think I will have to pull the pin now.

               Here’s to the day when we are all together again god willing.

               Your loving son + brother

                              Bob