A.A. Laporte Payne letter to Muriel 4 May 1917
May 4th 1917
Another delightful long letter from you cheered me up tremendously this morning. Thank you so much for it. I must try and answer it before I go out because I do not know when I shall be back again tonight.
Mrs Cross I suppose has left for her holiday with Mrs Lowe and you are alone at home during the day. Don’t I just wish I were there too.
So you got a letter from Reggie. I am glad he wrote soon. I knew he would, because I know he likes you very much.
I hope the entertainment of our crowd went off alright on your birthday. It is very unkind of you to say that about not liking to play when I am there. I shall make you play and sing a lot next time – instead of our usual occupation!
Last night was a perfect night. It made me quite homesick. I wish I could have been with you. It would have been delightful. Instead of that we were called up in the middle of the night as the Boche was trying to do things he should not do from our point of view.
I am returning your programme. Thank you very much for it. doesn’t “Joe” look awful in the photo. The Colonel has suggested having the officers of the Brigade taken in a group. I said not if it appeared in the Tatler as the Nth Brigade somewhere in France.
It is getting extraordinarily hot here. It is about time I started sleeping outside. Unfortunately we can’t get any bathing alas!
I do hope you are keeping well and cheerful. You will be going away soon I suppose and living on the land. Mind you take care of yourself – you belong to someone else now and you are answerable to him!
Have you had any more riding lately? I generally have to go somewhere everyday on horseback. I don’t think the mare likes this hot weather. Have congratulatory letters finished coming in yet? I hope so. It is so trying having to reply to them. So you heard from Humphrey. How amusing. I suppose the poor boy’s pride is hurt.
But see what he has lost through me – poor fellow. I must get off now or I shall be late.
Please give my kindest regards to Mrs Cross,
With all my love darling
And as many paper kisses as you can want, and many more in thought