Letter from Harold Gorton to his wife

Letter from Harold Gorton to his wife

He writes of his duties and colleagues and discusses his law exam.

Four handwritten sheets

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Cark.
Thursday
Dearest,
I’m sorry I forgot to post that letter on Tuesday morning, but I had such a rush to get in the Mess in time for breakfast that I forgot it.
I’ve definitely sent off the entry form for the Law Exam – 10/6d entry fee, & £1..2..6 term fee to Lincoln’s Inn. I hope I shall be able to cope with the exam!
There’s no news of my posting yet. If I stay here long enough to go on leave, I shall have to interrupt my leave to go to London. It will be a bad show, won’t it, unless
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you come with me.
This is a funny life, here. I keep [deleted] thing] [/deleted] thinking “Now I shall have some work to do,” & nothing ever happens. I’ve worked out that on the basis of my flying time this month, I’m being paid at the rate of 1/8d a minute!
We had a V.D. film this evening. It was actually very good, though a little unpleasant, but I had to go out after quarter of an hour as I couldn’t stand the fug inside.
Last night I went to see the Wyvers, & saw their little boy. He’s a real imp, much
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rougher & heavier than Dana, but behaved himself quite well while I was there. I find these kids very attractive, & they make me wish we had one, but I’m a bit dubious about the way I should stand up to looking after one all the time. (The above isn’t a hint, by the way; it’s just a passing reflection – we can’t cope with children at the moment).
I was Orderly Officer again on Tuesday. I told the Adj I took a dim view of being on twice in 7 days, but apparently, he’d discovered that I’d done nothing on my last tour,
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and wanted me to work for my living. I felt I’d better not protest too much, in case he turned nasty about last Wednesday.
I can’t think of anything else to say, darling, except that I wish I was home on leave with you, or better still, home permanently. I hope you felt no ill-effects from your journey. Look after yourself.
All my love,
Harold.
P.S. Do you want any more travel vouchers?