Wednesday 24th July 1946 – ” here goes to tell you the truth and I trust you not to worry”

14400541,
usual address

Wed.
24-7-46

Dear All,

I have been debating with myself whether or not to write to you just now, and how little or how much to tell you.

Anyway here goes to tell you the truth and I trust you not to worry. You see last week I felt pretty rotten and on Friday I reported sick. The MO didn’t seem very concerned but told me to take some tablets and report again on Monday. Well over the week-end I felt a lot better, but my eyes had a yellowish colour and one or two chaps (who’d had it themselves) said they thought I had Jaundice.

On Monday I couldn’t report sick because I had to go for that dental X-ray. Yesterday I felt felt perfectly OK but I had to report sick – as per instructions. This time I saw a different MO and he said I had Jaundice. You can imagine my surprise when he said I should have to go to hospital. I asked him why, and he said it was because the treatment for Jaundice was a diet and that could only be arranged in hospital. So here I am, feeling as fit as a fiddle, being fed on jellies, fruit and other delicacies! You mustn’t worry because honestly I don’t feel at all ill. I’m not having to take any medicine, just this special food. I’ll probably be out of here by the time you get this letter. I’m in Haifa by the way.

Anyway that’s the news. I’m relying on you not to worry because there’s not the slightest reason for it.

I’ll knock off now but I’ll probably write again tomorrow. I’m hoping I shall get some redirected mail tomorrow.

Cheerio for now,
Lots of Love,
John
xxxxxx

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Sunday 21st July 1946 – “I find it difficult to write interesting letters these days as nothing special seems to happen”

14400541,
etc.

Sunday
21-7-46

Dear All,

I was very pleased to get Mam’s letter (of the 16th) today. I had been looking forward to another letter from Scarboro’. Sorry the good weather didn’t hold but it sounds as if it was almost too hot, and even in bad weather it’s easy enough to be happy in a place like that. I suppose you are now back home again and by the time this gets there holidays will be a thing of the past once again.

I plucked up courage and went to the dentist yesterday morning. He examined my teeth and couldn’t find anything wrong, but as I can feel a lump in my mouth he says there might be something wrong with the gum and he’s going to send me for an X-ray. He said it’s certainly nothing to worry about and he doesn’t think it will be necessary to take any teeth out.

I was on duty last night and Ron rang up. We had quite a chat. He said he would be writing to you sometime soon. I don’t think he dare put in for any leave for fear of losing his easy job.

I find it difficult to write interesting letters these days as nothing special seems to happen. I shall be thankful when I don’t have to write so much.

I’m enclosing a cartoon. I don’t know if it was in the Daily Express – it’s pretty good.

Will close now,
Hoping you are all well,
Love,
John
xxxxxx

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Friday 19th July 1946 – “I can’t help feeling sorry for the Labour Government”

14400541,
etc.

Friday
19 July 46

Dear All,

Was pleased to get Gwladys’s letter of the 12th today. Apparently this had been delivered to the wrong address because somebody had opened it and sealed it down again.

Mam and Dad will be thinking about getting back now I suppose. I do hope they had a nice time. The weather, at least, sounded OK.

I’m hoping bread will be off the ration by the time I get home. I read in the papers that the bakers were refusing to comply with the order. I can’t help feeling sorry for the Labour Government. I suppose they’ve made mistakes but the biggest one was promising too much.

Those snaps aren’t too bad at all, I honestly didn’t expect Gwladys to be so successful.

I might pay a visit to the dentist tomorrow, I hate the idea but I’ve got a pain in my top gum. There aren’t any bad teeth so I’m hoping he’ll be able to do something without taking a tooth out. If he does take any out it will be at the front!

That’s about all for now, it’s getting pretty late,

Cheerio,
Love,
John
xxxxxx

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Wednesday 17th July 1946 – “same people, same tunes and same jokes”

14400541,
etc.

Wed
17-7-46

Dear All,

I haven’t heard from any of you for about a week now, not since I got Dad’s letter written at Scarborough a week last Sunday. Not that I expected much mail and I’m not in the least worried. I know Gwladys has been busy because Kath has told me all about the fruit bottling.

As usual news from here is very meagre. On Monday night we went to an Ensa show, it was very good. The trouble is I reckon I’ve seen a good percentage of Ensa people now and this show was partly the same as one Ron and I saw two years ago – same people, same tunes and same jokes. I must have been in the army too long if Ensa shows are catching up with me for the second time.

Wonders will never cease – I’ve just this minute received a letter from Dorrell. Contains roughly the following item of news ;-

a) I’ve been doing exams and sightseeing in London. The tubes rather amazed him – unbelievable efficiency.

b) He’s been out on his tandem – most terribly hot.

c) They’ve fixed up in Devon for holidays – most successfully

d) He’s got lots of work to do in the garden – most annoying!

Still he did at least write without any further reminder from me – most unusual – he’s got me doing it now!

Apparently he’s applied for a scholarship for another two years at the ‘Tec. I should think after all this studying he’ll join the Atomic Research Committee!

I’ve had a short letter from GEE down at Folkestone. He seems to be enjoying himself, but when you come to think, that’s the ideal job for him. He’s funny but when he organises a trip or meal etc. you can depend on him that there won’t be any slip ups.

It’s still scorching hot. I don’t think we’ve seen a drop of rain since about March and we aren’t likely to ‘till Oct. or November.

Well until I get a letter to answer that’s the best I can do.

Hope you are all well.
Cheerio,
Love,
John
xxxxx

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Sunday 14th July 1946 – “there’s practically nothing to eat tomorrow “

14400541,
etc.

6 p.m.
Sunday
14 July ’46

Dear All,

I’m afraid I haven’t written for a few days, we’ve been changing jobs round a bit and this has upset the timetable a bit. I don’t suppose you will get this before about Friday so it will do for all of you.

I was pleased to get Dad’s letter on Thursday. The weather seems to have been very kind – at least for the first two days. I hope it kept on like that. A fortnight seems a long time I bet.

Everything sounds perfect, weather, trip, digs. That’s the sort of holiday you want these days.

As I say we’ve been changing jobs round a bit. On my new job I shall do a night’s duty one night in three, but it is a sleeping duty – in other words I shall sleep from about midnight onwards. I shall get a complete night in bed for the other two nights and a full day off one in three. It doesn’t sound too bad does it? Actually I’ve swapped with Gordon and he thinks he’s hard done to.

We had a special dinner today – pork, spuds, greens, onion sauce, apple sauce and gravy. I thought it was a bit suspicious and now I see the catch – there’s practically nothing to eat tomorrow – no potatoes and no meat anyway. I’m not worried really because my appetite hasn’t been too good lately owing to the heat. It is very hot now and I hope it soon begins to cool off a bit.

Had a letter from Stan Sunderland today. He’s still at Singapore and says the climate there is pretty rotten. He’s hoping to set back for home in October but doesn’t know anything definite.

I’m hoping to ring Ron up later this evening. I have access to the telephones on this job, the only trouble is that the powers-that-be don’t encourage personal calls.

That’s about all for now. I’ll writing again very soon.

Cheerio for now,
Love,
John
xxx
xxx

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Sunday 7th July 1946 – “You’d be surprised what plum leaves taste like”

14400541,
etc.

Sunday
July 7th ’46

Dear All,

Just a few more lines to keep the ball rolling, although as usual there isn’t much to write about. I haven’t heard from you since I last wrote.

I wonder if Mam and Dad have settled down in Scarborough yet? I shall be waiting for letters now to see what the weather is like.

I went to the pictures last night and saw Bob Hope in “They’ve Got Me Covered”. It was the funniest film I’ve seen for a long time.

We had a new kind of sweet for dinner today, you might like the recipe. It was supposed to be stewed plums by the way. But they didn’t bother to sort the leaves and the stalks out, the whole lot went in and was all served up. You’d be surprised what plum leaves taste like, yes you’d be very surprised!

Either I’ve got a tremendous appetite or our rations have been cut down, because I never seem to get enough to eat. I’ve not had that really full feeling since Christmas. Still I suppose it’s good training for when we get home.

I had a letter from Frank Wiggins yesterday. He was demobbed a fortnight ago and can start back at the office as soon as he likes. He hasn’t decided how much leave to take yet. I shall be due for nearly three months leave when I get out – about 80 days I think – but I shan’t want as much as that or I’ll never feel like starting work again. I’m hoping I shall be demobbed before Christmas so that I can have Christmas and the New Year at home and start work later in January. That’s what I hope.

By the way Curly has written home to say that he’ll be leaving Japan for home on Oct. 7th and he’s Group 49. But knowing Curly as well as I do, I’d say it’s just a rumour.

My watch is out of action at the moment. I was outside the tent giving it a rub over and dropped it in the sand. I think it only wants cleaning but that will cost about a pound here.

Looking back at this time last year, it’s a year today since Kath and I got engaged, and it will be a year on Tuesday since I went over to Ron’s place. Gladys was on holiday this time last year.

Well I think I’ll sign off once again. Shall be writing again about Tuesday.

Cheerio,
Lots of Love,
John
xxx
xxx

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Monday 1st July 1946 – “We are still confined to camp and still on iron rations”

14400541,
Sigmn. Moore J.,
Royal Signals,
HQ 2 Inf. Bde.,
M.E.F.

8.30 p.m.
1 July ’46

Dear All,

Was pleased to get Dad’s letter of the 27th. today and to know that you are all well.

Once again there isn’t much to write about. We are still confined to camp and still on iron rations. The only bread we had today was half a slice each at breakfast time. Tomorrow I think we shall be back on normal rations again. I hope so anyway, I thought the days of bully beef and biscuits were things of the past.

I shall have to try to ring Ron up soon and see how he’s been getting on. Tel Aviv is always a “hot” place when there’s any trouble on. Actually it all seems very quiet now, but probably you know more about what’s going on than we do. This is a Signals section and we haven’t got a wireless which we can use for our own pleasure. The papers we get are printed locally and give very little news.

I’m hoping you’ll get this letter before Mam and Dad go away on Saturday. Is Gwladys managing the house on her own? I hope the weather is good for the next fortnight. You do stand a better chance of catching some decent weather in a fortnight. I wouldn’t mind going to Scarboro’ myself right now. The air makes you feel sleepy and I’d like that!

I get very little mail now, apart from you and Kath of course. In the month I’ve been here I haven’t had one single letter from anybody else, except for locals from Jock and a chap in Alex. Dorrell always used to keep me waiting for replies to letters and if I kept him waiting, he always used to say, “I was going to write again when I got your letter”. Well the last time I heard from him was just after he had his tandem!

I shall have to cut this letter short as there’s some work to be done. Will write again very soon.

Love,
John
xxx
xx

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Sunday 30th June 1946 – “the troops who had to go to the settlements weren’t given a very good reception”

14400541,

Sigmn. Moore J.,

Royal Signals,
HQ 2 Inf. Bde.,
M.E.F.

30 June ’46

Dear All,

Hope you haven’t been worried because you’ve had no letter for a few days. It has been absolutely impossible to write.

I suppose you will have read of all the activity here and you probably wonder what it’s all about. “The balloon went up” on Friday when at very short notice we were told to get ready to move out. Actually I was one of the very few who stayed here. The others moved out before midnight to go to some of these Jewish settlements. Those of us who were left were working till after 1 o’clock yesterday morning and after six hours sleep we were working again. Last night I was on duty coming off at eight this morning. Tonight I’m on duty again.

So you can see that it’s been hectic, to say the least. We didn’t have any trouble in this area, but the troops who had to go to the settlements weren’t given a very good reception. The Jews acted so stubbornly that in lots of cases force had to be used to “encourage” them to obey orders. Still, as I say, yours truly was well to the rear!

I believe the curfew is still on, and we can’t go out of the camp until we see what sort of effect all this has had on the Jews. Personally I think they will be quieter in future.

Well I haven’t heard from you for several days now. I suppose I’ll get a letter pretty soon though, and I’m not worried.

That’s about all for now. I know you’ll understand that there’s not much I can write about just now

Hope you are all well. I’m quite OK myself. I’ll write again in a couple of days and hope I have a letter to answer by then.

Cheerio
Lots of Love,
John
xxx
xx

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Tuesday 25th June 1946 – “The heat doesn’t worry me so much as insect bites”

14400541,
Sigmn. Moore J.,
Royal Signals,
HQ 2 Inf. Bde.,
M.E.F.

Tuesday
25-6-46

Dear All,

Well here we are, past midsummer’s day and the longest day in the year. You’ll begin to notice the days “drawing in” soon!

Thanks for the two letters received today, one from Mam and one from Gwladys, both posted on the 21st.

The weather wasn’t very kind to Gwladys and Kath but no doubt they enjoyed their holiday in spite of that. Really a week isn’t long enough though. I read in the paper today that the weather in England last Saturday was very warm and summery and I imagined the returning holidaymakers feeling very miserable. In another part of the paper I read that at Wimbledon yesterday the weather was “gloomy” and “the sky overcast”. I’m getting the biggest variety of holidays, 1944 in France, ’45 in England, ’46 on tour in the Middle East, ’47——?

I know how much you look forward to holidays. It must be a treat to get away from things if only for a week. Now they’re talking about rationing bread it makes you wonder what next.

Mam and Dad are certainly doing it in style this year. I remember that 1939 holiday very well. Gwladys didn’t write and Dad had to ring up – with much muttering! Then there was the war scare and thousands of people rushing for home. It was a good holiday in spite of all that.

I should think you did wonder who was at the door at 3.30 in the morning. I bet when Dad saw the police outside he thought they’d got him. Crane – black market!!

I was very sorry to hear of Mrs. Warrington’s death. That’s the second piece of bad news I’ve had recently. A few days ago I had a letter from Alex saying that one of the boys had been knocked down and killed in town.

The weather is still the same here of course. The heat doesn’t worry me so much as insect bites. You know how they used to bite me in England. Ordinary flies don’t seem so plentiful here as in Egypt but there are mosquitos and ants.

I’ve been to another meeting of the photo’ club this evening. The dark room is now fitted up but the difficulty seems to be getting supplies of Hypo and Developer. They can be bought locally but at terrible prices. The only alternative is to place an order with a firm in England and that is likely to take a few weeks.

The army run all sorts of courses for men and women nearing demob and I’m thinking of going on one. There’s a month’s course for such subjects as book-keeping, commercial english etc. I don’t know if it would do me any good but it certainly wouldn’t do me any harm, and if I arranged it so I went about six weeks before demob it would help to pass the time away. I could go on one for subjects such as woodwork, art, not repairing or bricklaying. The scheme is an opportunity I intend taking advantage of.

Well I must close now. Hope you are all well

Lots of Love,
Yours,
John
xxx

5.30 a.m. Wed. (duty)
You’ll be interested to know that I spoke to Ron on the phone last night. We had quite a long chat, the first one since last November. There’s not much chance of us meeting for a bit. He’s in Tel Aviv and can’t get out and as the town is out of bounds it’s impossible for anybody to get in.

No more now,
Love,
John

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Friday 21st June 1946 – “we can’t even go out of the camp without rifles and even then there has to be at least three chaps together”

14400541,

Sigmn. Moore J.,
Royal Signals,
HQ 2 Inf. Bde.,
M.E.F.

Friday
21-6-46

Dear All,

I’m afraid there’s not much news as nothing special has happened since I last wrote.

Anyway thanks for Dad’s letter (of the 15th.) which arrived this morning. Letters are coming in quite steadily now. Yesterday I got a piece of birthday cake which Kath posted in April, it was still quite nice.

As far as I can see I shan’t see much of this country. As you know the Jews are causing a lot of trouble and look like doing so for a long time yet. This is upsetting leave and we can’t even go out of the camp without rifles and even then there has to be at least three chaps together. If this continues probably all I’ll see of Palestine is what I saw on the way up, what I can see from the camp here and what I see on my way back to Alex for demob. I hope it won’t be as bad as that but there’s not much hope of getting around just yet, and I’m certainly not going round just looking for trouble at this stage of the peace!

There doesn’t seem to be much improvement in the weather in your part of the world. You know the English climate is rotten when you come to think. If there’s a fortnight of warm weather people call it a hot dry summer! Mind you this is too monotonous. Every morning about 5 a.m. the sun comes up and scorches down until 8 p.m. We know it isn’t going to rain, and the only change we get is when a breeze blows. It’s a pity you can’t have some of this sunshine.

Sounds as if the house has been smartened up considerably. What wouldn’t I give to be at home now. Remember this time last year? If my memory is OK it will be a year ago tomorrow since we went to Stratford for the day. Remember the old gal in the café – Mrs. William Shakespeare!? It’s a year on Sunday since Curly’s wedding. Time flies doesn’t it? That’s how I’m helping to pass the time away now, comparing this with “this time last year”. It will soon be the anniversary of VJ day and when I rushed home on that forged pass! June to November last year flashed by and if it goes as quickly now I shall have no complaints.

I shall only be too pleased to help in the garden when I get back. After this I mean to be out of doors as much as possible and in any case I’ve got to learn a bit about gardening for future reference. Kath’s Dad has already said I can serve my apprenticeship with him!

Interested to hear about the prospect of a new car. Do you mean a brand new one?

That’s all for now. Must have some supper.

Love,
John
xxxx

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