March 28, 1942
I am looking out over the famous Sussex Downs from Larkfield Cottage, Downsview Road, Seaford. It is beginning to get green and all day long that old song “Sussex, Sussex by the Sea” has been running through my mind. Have just written to Muriel and have sent Bobby one of my prize possessions, a book of Glasgow, given me when on leave. I hope he will really appreciate the full meaning of the gift and all that it implies. Tonight John Begg and I are going to a chicken dinner in Alfriston. Ed Brown will be down tomorrow. Lieut. Johnson transferred today to the Essex Scottish Regiment. They are gradually going. Soon only a few old has-beens will be left.