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No. 19. Thursday - 25th June.

Major J.H. Massey.
6. Palestinian Coy. The Buffs
M.E.F.

My darling sweetheart.

I had two p.cs. from you on Monday - May 31
& June 8~, which was quite quick. But no letters for more
than three weeks now, & so I am thirsting for news. In your
first p.c. you ask me what is this Insurance Policy called
"May" for which you keep getting receipts, & you ask me
am I avoiding the question & you say it looks suspicious.

You have not asked the question before, & so I am not
evading it. And really, my puss, I have not the faintest
idea as to what it is. And are you suspicious of me - or the
receipts - or what. The only Insurance policies we have are
paid by Bankers Draft - Canada Life [illegible]2-3-4. & Ocean Accident
& Guarantee [illegible]8-1-8 - both of which are paid every 3 months.
& they appear on the Bank statement. So ask me another
one, darling. You had better write to wherever the receipts
came from & ask them what it is all about.

And now it is after dinner. & I have left my pen in the
office. so you must forgive a patchwork letter.

Well, our move was completed on Monday. & here I am back in
the old town. & not feeling very excited about it. Our duties
are much the same as last year. though not so many of them.
& I personally have far & away fewer responsibilities. on account
of not being in charge of that horrible barracks. The camp
we are in is not too bad, as camps go - we all sleep in
tents, but offices & administrative buildings & messes are in
the usual tin & concrete huts. Toby & I have a large tent
to ourselves, about the same size as our bedroom at [Moorfield?]
Cottage, & the same tent in which 12 men have to
sleep; this hardly seems fair, but there are no smaller
ones available. & I have to sleep alone. There is another
Coy in the same camp. & they have been here for
some time already; their C.O. is actually a few days

No. 19. Monday 25th June. Major J H Massey, - Palestine Coy, The Buffs. M.E.F

My darling sweetheart,

I had two p.c.s from you on Monday - May 31 and June 6 which was quite quick. But no letters for more than three weeks now, & so I am thirsting for news. In your first p.c. you ask me what is this Insurance Policy called "May" for which you keep getting receipts, & you ask me am I avoiding the question & you say it looks suspicious.

You have not asked the question before & so I am not evading it. And really, my puss, I have not the faintest idea as to what it is. And are you suspicious of me - or the receipts - or what. The only insurance policies we have are paid by Bankers Draft - Canada Life £2-3-66 & Ocean Accident Guarantee £8-1-8 - both of which are paid every three months & they appear on the Bank Statement. So ask me another one, darling. You had better write to wherever the receipts came from & ask them what it is all about.

And now it is after dinner & I have left my pen in the office so you must forgive a patchwork letter.

Well, our move was completed on Monday & here I am back in the old town & not feeling very excited about it but our duties are much the same as last year though not so many of them. I personally have far & away fewer responsibilities or rooms being in charge of that horrible barracks. The camp we are in is not too bad as camps go - we all sleep in tents & but offices & administrative buildings & messes are in the usual tin & concrete huts. Toby & I have a large tent to ourselves about the same size as our bedroom at [Moorfield?] Cottage & the same tent in which about 12 men have to sleep. This hardly seems fair but there are no smaller tents available & I have to sleep alone. There is one other Coy in the same camp & they have been here for some time already. Their C.O. is actually a few days