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11. shoulder - he looks such a serious little man. Has his hair begun to grow yet? He certainly seems to resemble me in the thick forehead he has - & what a big head altogether - the little devil & you poor darling. And they are quite good of you too, & I love to have the. They will go in my album tomorrow. I am looking at them now - you both look sweet & how I love my loved ones & want to come home to them.
What filthy & shabby treatment from P.Rs to your Ma. It is really hellish how rotten & mean & dirty most people are. Granny's treatment was much the same though she was by no means left broke. The Assn. gave her a pension of £500 p.a. & then stopped it dead after two years And without Grandad there would have been no Assn. And he put F.J. Smith in the chair - Peter next to him. I hope that shifty Massey, Brinmanoubie (& his silly wife) & Farmer, all come to a sticky end. I should imagine that Massey, blast him for having our name, is at the bottom of it all, after the various home truths which your pa told him from time to time. But Clarkson must be a weak kneed old fool to allow them to do this. God, how dirty people are - & what short & convenient memories they have. I think you did perfectly right to close our a/c & write them a stinker. The pity is that it does so little good beyond letting off your steam. Such people have very thick skins - & if they have any conscience at all, they only feel a little relieved when the nasty dirty act is done. Good God - what difference is £50 going to make to them. I imagine Frank will be pretty disgusted, though he will not dare to say so on account of his
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12. own job. Your poor mother - it is one thing after another. Do please give her a special message from me again, & tell her how fond of her I am, & she must try hard & not worry & think so much, & get strong again. When I come home, I want to see her as I remember her. And she still has much to live for - she has all her grand children - & we intend to give her another grand daughter, don't we sweetest?
Poor old Peter has got bad feet now. He came to me the other day, having been on a newly laid runway, & his feet were covered & filled with tar. This I have to drag off with the help of petrol & oil to dissolve it. As a result his feet were raw, & two of them have become infected - one pretty badly. This one is now covered in zinc ointment & bandaged up. He struggles & yelps when Chainarzki & the medical orderly touch him - but when I do, he just lies back & watches me with big trusting eyes, & moans a little inside. It is such a help just to have a dog with me, who is fond of me & trusts me. He is becoming more & more intelligent & sensible - & also bloody funny too. I will tell you about him in another letter. I am sending the brown brother to the other hankie, darling. I do hope you like them. I have held it to my heart & kissed it & all my love comes with it. All my love is yours for ever & always, my darling - and it will always be getting deeper & stronger. I adore my sweet Barbara. x x x Harry. x
