17th July 1916
A dull day for Arthur – with no post from Dollie and little news to speak of – and the weather isn’t helping his mood with “… a horrible, heavy humid mist over the town that has lain upon us like a wet blanket; sticky and close”.
Arthur to Dollie
Mon even. 9.45
… To-day has been rather a dull day – no letters & a horrible, heavy humid mist over the town that has lain upon us like a wet blanket; sticky and close. We were up for early parade at 6.45. This morning a band appeared on the scene and played us out to our parade ground. The other parades were as usual. So you see, little one, news is not very abundant.
I am enclosing some letters that I have answered in case you would like to read them dear.
The news from the front still continues very good – the Hun is putting up a pretty hard fight for it, but prisoners & guns continue to roll in.
May God bless you darling & help you & keep you always happy…
