17th April 1915
My own dear sweetheart
I have been wandering round the garden with Kath so my hands are rather cold and consequently my writing will be somewhat shaky.
It is delightful to be in the old home; it is all so peaceful. Your Father has been pruning roses and May has been helping him while Kath and I wandered round very lazily. Dear old Mrs Ashwin saw us strolling down what I call the Lovers' Walk and she came over to chat to us.
You naughty boy not to tell me you had been promoted! It was gazetted in yesterday’s Times and was pointed out to your Father by someone in Evesham who congratulated him about it. I wonder if you knew it was settled or if you read it in the papers just like other people.
Colds are still hanging about in the house but are all on the mend including mine. I will write again tomorrow. This is really supposed to be a letter of congratulation on your promotion but somehow or other it doesn't seem very like one.
However, I know you know how very pleased I am that you are getting on so well - I'm very proud, dear, that you should get promoted so early. (I think you do me credit, don't you?!!!)
Nurse Sampson saw me off at the station this morning; I shall miss her very much at Bournbrook.
I am getting three weeks' holiday and, as far as Matron can tell me at present, I am due at Bournbrook on May 8th. The whole matter of employing junior nurses in Military Hospitals is still under discussion and Matron is nearly driven made by the way the War Office authorities shilly-shally.
Wandering round the garden with Kath was very nice but not quite so nice as wandering round with a certain young Lieutenant of K.N.A.!
All my love, it seems strange here without you.
Ever your own
Mela
