Sunday April 1st.
Dear Mother
So sorry I have’nt written for such ages, but it’s been impos. We’ve been fairly on the move every day a different place, sometimes sleeping in the open other times lucky to get a stable. Cold as blazes too. Always sort of under the impression we’d be in action in 24 hrs, but nothing ever happened and for the present things seem quiet.
Topher & I are both very fit in spite of it all.
You might send me one or two pairs of loofa socks. Size 7 If you have sent chocolate you need’nt send any more as I can get it now. Many thanks for the porridge, it’s awfully good & we now have time to eat it.
Wonder if you got my will! See I’ve at last been Gazetted. I’ll write again soon.
Best love to all
Yr loving son
Richard
(unable to find Gazette entry).
