Letter from Peter Lamprey to W Gunton

Letter from Peter Lamprey to W Gunton

Peter Lamprey starts with a poem about his recent leave and continues with banter to acquaintances and the hope that he may move south.

Four page handwritten letter

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ELampreyPGuntonW[Date]-19

1384535. A.C.2. Lamprey.
Signals Section.
14. Group. H.Q.
RAF. Inverness.
Scotland.

Monday.

Dear Uncle Bill and other friends
Too numerous to mention
Another letter has arrived
For your esteemed attention.
And though the contents may seem harsh
And sometimes rather trite.
Its [sic] just because I feel brassed off
And it comes out when I write.
The visit that I payed [sic] you showed
That all were much the same
All dodging work and swinging lead
The good old minders game.
So all you good old scroungers
I feel I really must
Extend the seasons compliments

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I feel it only just.
But why in hell I do this thing
Is rather hard to see
I ought to wish the blasted luck
You perishers wish me.
And touching on my visit
I thought it rather grand
The way all of you shoved along
To shake me by the hand.
Harry Ashton, pleased to see me
So at least he said
While all the time he’d like to wrap
A brick around my head.
The things I said to Eddie Hunt
Would make the man annoyed
Had he not, between his ears
A great big aching void.
While Harry Straws collection
Of bags is such a size
He even carries two about
Beneath his blinking eyes.

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And poor old Uncle Jack,
His knee, had such a shocking jar.
His foot slipped off the rail
While he was leaning on the bar.
But taken by and large the boys
Were [sic] going on the same
All taking things quite [deleted] eays [/deleted] easy
And finding it quite tame.

Well it’s the same up here and I dont [sic] propose to spend all the evening writing to you guys so I’ll stop the nonsense.

Having fitted back into the war in the accustomed place I find it hard to realise I ever had a leave. The next move – I hope – will be south and keep on rubbing the old rabbit foot and hope it is soon. I missed one or two of the boys when I was up but it was quite unintentional and wish them all the best etc.

For Uncle Bills’ benefit – I have had a parcel from McVitie and prices. That was the dame we met. I’m glad you saw [smudged] me [/smudged] home I might have

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finished up at Pinner like someone else.

Hope all the other service herbs got a spot of leave in [inserted] and [/inserted] had as good a time as I did. There is nothing to write about except that I feel brassed and the hell you care so with the usual smooge. Look after your money. Kiss Rusty for me. Remember me to everyone. Let me know if the other boys have to go and I’ll give ‘em a few addresses.

Don’t do anything a dirty dog wouldn’t do
Pete.

P.S.
Thanks for the books ‘etc.

P.PS. Tell Moloney not to worry about having no teeth, they don’t feed you for six weeks.
[underlined] P. [/underlined]
C.S.