Item 01: James Wilkie letters, ca. 1914-1918 - Page 37
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[Page 37]
France
16 August
Dear Mrs. John,
Of course I've missed the mail & am dead sorry but I have been so rushed the past few days that I simply haven't been able to settle to write letters. I simply hate having a big job on my mind & while I hate starting it, I simply can't do anything else except perhaps nothing.
Anyhow now I think I have the main things done & I'm sitting out side my office & official residence (built of ammunition boxes & roofed with sort of hessian that lets the rain through in a beautifully fine spray) watching the mules having kicking competitions. They are brutes of things & I hate them, the row they kick up. In fact I'm not loving things at all today. Its one of my very bad days, the weather is being rotten, showery & windy & cold & my papers flutter & the ink pencil runs over the paper & my particular pals have just left & consequently I'm hating things. The flies are stupid & sticky & will persist in refuging here. But enough of troubles & worries. I suppose we should be glad