January 21, 1944

2030 21 January 1944

Dearest,


I just sealed up an air mail letter for you + when I put it in the T ?? A “programme” I realized I had not written you one since Monday. I was thinking that I told you about the show in the last long letter, but it seems it was in a V-letter. However I don’t think I could have enlarged on it much more unless I set out to describe the show scene by scene and that wouldn’t be at all interesting. I did not have a chance to go shopping for stuffed animals or anything else. By the time we got the Major under way there was just time to ride in, grab some tea, + go to the theatre, although, we did find that the show began half an hour later than was printed on the tickets. But we didn’t find that out until we had waited in line to get in the place + bought the programme. Until then we couldn’t’ understand why people were lined up in the street when they all had reserved seats. C’est la guerre. Today I got your V-letter of the 5th and a copy of Time (12/27). Evidently somebody bought me a subscription, but it’s the first I knew of it. Who was it? You? Please elucidate. I think somebody very, very much. Life in Ireland continues the uneven tenor of it’s way, so there isn’t any other news. But I’ve spent the whole evening “with you” in the pitifully inadequate way, which is the only way I can do it. Still it’s far, far better than no way at all. It helps a lot.

Love B