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Brightlingsea

22/7/18

My dear Mother Father & Sister

This morning we saw in the distance another air raid, our notice was first attracted by the sound of the guns. I only saw 2 planes and the bursting of shrapnel, tomorrow the papers will give greater details, fortunately Brightlingsea has not received their attentions. Dame Rumour has it that London has again been visited, a good number of people during the last raid were injured by our own shrapnel, the pieces of shell have to fall somewhere.

Lately we have played chess a good deal on the mess, mine has been with varying luck, it is an infinitely better game than cards.  With regard to the latter I don't remember handling a pack since I left home, can't afford too you know.

Harold Whitworth wrote me a few days ago, a jolly good letter from somewhere in the centre of England, he is brother to Iris Whitworth - Korumburra.

My constant job at this present is that of orderly officer.  I am awaiting instructions to "go over" - Havre will be my home for the first few days over there.  If you get a letter 150 Seddon St Raetihi - it will mean that I am 150 miles south of Calais - "twigg!"

                                  I am enclosing a few photos as usual, the mails are so uncertain as regards

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