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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Wednesday 30^th January

10 pm.

My own most precious darling,

I’m actually up at Bad Oeynhausen, but not having written last night felt I must pen a few lines to you and hope that there is a post from the Mess in the morning.  After a very hectic morning I left Isulohn at 3 pm picked up Freddy Self and another bod at Soest and arrived up here at 7.30 pm to find most of the other members of the team assembled here and having very much of a ‘pre-tour party’!  We have just come back from the ‘21’ Club and I’m now smoking my 10^th and last cigarette of the day.  F. Self is sharing a room with me and is fast asleep.  I was delighted this a.m. to receive your Friday letter and to hear, inter alia, about Bill and Dorothy’s supper with you, and the prospect of a Lois (thawed out!) visit to you the following evening.  Many thanks for your letter, darling.  We leave hear by cars at 9 ocl tomorrow morning and should arrive at The Hagueround about6 or 7pm – it promises to be an excellent tour and I’m much looking forward to it.  After a very busy day yesterday in the office I set sail for Witten at 6.30 and was at Peter Royle’s Mess at 7.20.  After an excellent dinner of soup, hare and real cream sweet, we settled down to a really terrific natter and it was 10.30 and time for me to be returning before I knew it.  I learnt many interesting things about the 17^th between the time I left them and the Victory March through Tunis in which the 17^th took a prominent part.  I didn’t get back ‘til 11.30 and was so tired that I just dropped into bed and was asleep in no time.  Darling, in just on 6 weeks now I shall be putting in the most historic phone call ever and there is no thought in all the world which gives me such a thrill as that.  It is all getting so wonderfully close now, and when next I’m back to the old office on Tuesday the days will be numbered in the 30’s – throughout the next 5 days you will be, as always, so very constantly in my thoughts, and I will write to you just whenever I can, and am I longing for my return and the little ‘pile’ of letters waiting for me, yessir!  Angel one, I must into bed now and to sleep, and must say goodnight and God bless you for always – you are forever in my heart and I love you more than I can ever tell you in words – may my dreams be just of you, all you.  ALL my love, dearest heart, is yours, and yours alone.

            for ever and always

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 830 dated 31 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 30 Jan.

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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Monday 28^th January

6.45 pm.

My own most precious darling,

There promises to be rather a long ‘session’ this evening as 5 stalwarts from D Mess are coming over at 8 ocl to play us at Table Tennis – we shall get a proper hiding but they are bringing their dart board with them so perhaps we may get our own back at that!  Many thanks, darling, for your Thursday letter which arrived this morning – I was delighted to hear that Joan is coming to spend a few days with you – it will certainly be a pleasant change – please remember that I shall expect to hear some very good stories as a result of her visit!  I’m so pleased you had such a good day at Mersea, the two children sound most attractive – Sorry to hear that Lois has been in poor form, very trying and always the same when things go quite wrong.  I entirely agree that we must join the Officers’ Club, I will go up and see Ladlow when I get back to make the necessary arrangements.

Slight item of news which will give you, I hope, something of a minor thrill – they have been and gone and awarded me a MBE!  I was told about it this afternoon and saw me name in print, Peter Carr Benham etc (Colchester) in the London Gazette dated 24 Jan I think it was – Lois will no doubt say ‘I told you so’ but you can tell her to stuff it because there were only two for our G Branch (an OBE plus mine) and there honestly was nothing automatic about it and though I says it as oughtn’t I did put in quite a lot of hard work between D day and VE day.  Angel girl, I fear I must pop along and wash before dinner so will say, au revoir for now.

11 pm.  Back again darling after a very enjoyable evening – as things turned out we were only beaten 3-2 at Pingers and then suffered a heavy but hilarious defeat at darts – Ted Wasdell and I won our games and we were 2 all with one game to play – our no 5 is almost a non-player so didn’t get much of a look-in – we then played 2 doubles matches winning one and losing one.  It was a good evening though and everyone enjoyed it.  Tomorrow I’m going over to Dortmund for the evening to have dinner with Peter Royle, we shall, I hope, be able to have a real good natter.  You will be pleased to hear of a considerable reduction in smoking on my part these last few days – I’m now down to 10 per day and don’t find it the strain I thought I would – I’ve been doing it since last Wednesday!  I’m afraid there is very little else to report so will close down now but will be back with you again tomorrow night.  Could you let Lois know about the MBE as I shan’t be writing her a special letter – Dearest, dearest heart, God bless and keep you always – I live only for March and to see you again and be with you for ever – ALL absolutely ALL, my love to you, now and for ever and always.  I shall be yours, just yours darling

                                    Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 30 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 28 Jan.

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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Sunday 27^th January

10 am.

My own most precious darling,

Two things prevented my writing to you last night, first a farewell party in the evening at which though I was very far from being tight, I had my fill and when I returned I felt so weary that bed was the answer and secondly I shan’t be up at the office ‘til after 11 am by which time I shall have missed the post and you would be receiving two letters at once, instead of one good long ‘un which I shall write throughout the course of today – it is lovely out, similar to all the days we’ve had this week, very sunny but not quite so cold.  I hope it continues like this and the grounds in Holland thaw out a bit before we play on them at the end of next week.  I didn’t have much time for anything but work yesterday and got through a lot before I left the office at 6.15.  Then I came back to the Mess, had a good bath and changed, dinner and then out to the party at the Club – it wasn’t a ‘demob’ party but a friend of mine who has been promoted to half Colonel and goes down to Brussels as the chief copper – I need hardly say that he’s a regular.  Leonard Olney went down to Brussels yesterday for a short leave and won’t be back until Wednesday, so I shall have a lot of extra work to do between now and then – when he gets back I’m off the BAOR HQ where we ‘assemble’ on Wednesday evening and then go by car from there to Holland on Thursday – I’m looking forward to it a lot.

The brightest spot in all yesterday was the arrival of your Monday letter, which, as always, I read with great interest and for which many thanks.  You can get right up off dem bended knees momma, cos I ainta got no intention what-so-ever ob bringin’ ome anyting dat ainta absolutely necessary, no sir!  No, I promise that only the absolute essentials will show themselves at the flat – the first consignment of books will be on its way today.

You certainly had a good long lie in the other morning, and why not.  If you had nought to do and it was such a foul day outside then I reckon you were very wise – make the most of your chances now ‘cause soon we shall both of us have to be up bright and early – I might say that I wasn’t up ‘til 10 past 9 this morning, but I hadn’t got the excuse that it was a miserable day!

I have just spent a super 33 1/3 pfennings and feel a whole lot better – I heard rather a pretty little Somerset tale the other day but you will have to imagine the dialect – ‘where be you off to, George?’  ‘I be a going off on my honeymoon, Bill’.  ‘Be you a going to Paignton, George?’  ‘No Bill I be going to stick un in just as it is!’  Well on this high literary note, I will say au revoir for now, angel, I must away up to the office but will be right back with you on my return.

6 pm.  Well, it’s not quite ‘on my return from the office’ but I’ve not let the grass grow under my feet and did NOT sleep this afternoon!  I didn’t get back from the office ‘til just after 1.  I had a long chat with the Chief of Staff who is leaving us at the end of this week – in many ways I shall be sorry when he goes – it was very useful to have someone in high places who took an interest in hockey, but as I’m going shortly myself it couldn’t really matter much less – he has, I’m afraid, rather got the sack and is going, much against his will to Malaya – no promotion or anything like that.

After lunch, in a fit of glorious energy, I donned my shorts and sweater and went out for a long training run – when I got in I had a good hot bath, by which time it was 4.30 and a cupper was the order of the day.  I’ve since then written to Brian, sending him a cheque for £2=15=6 insurance money and I asked him to let you have the receipt.  I have also written to Gerald and Lois, to the former in reply to a long and very pleasant letter on the subject of futures etc which I had from him yesterday – most encouraging but no figures as to salary were mentioned.  I told him that when I get home we will have a day at  Walton when we can discuss all the various office problems and how much they will pay me – It would be better that way than fixing things at the office where one gets countless interruptions and damn all settled.

When I got to the office this morning my clerk handed me a good fat letter from you.  I was delighted to get it and laughed me ‘ead orf at your story of the tramp, I hope your surmise when he started putting his boot back on again proved correct.  What a busy little bee you must have been the other afternoon, shifting all that coal about, very arduous work – The cleaners didn’t waste much time doing the jacket and trousers, did they.  Many thanks for having them done for me.  You are very wise to be getting a pinstripe from Smith’s, it will, as you say, last you for a long time – I seem to remember you talking about £26 for a suit when I was home – so it can just come out of my account being the other half of the piano money.  That, with your Pitlochry tweed, will set you up in real pansy form for next ‘season’ – No, you haven’t told me about ‘Farewell Campo 12’ before, it sounds excellent.  Is it one you’ve bought before or have you got it out from Smith’s?  I really must tackle Lois and Gerald before I come back, on new names for them Magra and Pari are too bloody stupid for words, aren’t they?  What are your suggestions chum?  I have permanently dropped Elli, which was also stupid.  My programme for the next ¾ hour is work, then dinner, followed by a trip to the cinema where I’m going to see Gordon Harker in ’29 Acacia Avenue’ then back here to resume and conclude this letter to you – sorry it’s in so many parts but you know how it is.  So for now, my love, au revoir, I’ll be back.

10.15 pm.  I’ve just got back from the film and I must admit that I’ve seen many worse – I laughed like a drain at many of the double meaning phrases – the board of censor’s must be very pure minded, do I can’t see how it ever got past them – it was one of the most sex-ridden performances in a subtle way I’ve seen for a long time – one of the neatest phrases just before an engaged couple went up to spend the night together was the likening of the ‘trying’ period of engagement ‘to driving a car with the accelerator and the brakes both full on’, ‘animals’ the chap said ‘don’t get engaged, they just get right on with the job’ – this last brought the house down!  I went to the film with an OU friend of mine in the Mess – I think we just got back in time as it is now pouring with rain – I only hope it doesn’t turn to snow.  Well, Angel, I think the time for bed is at hand and I’ll begin to close down for the night.  Only 46 more days – it’s a thought which I just can’t get out of my head.  Oh! darling, I love you so awfully much and we must make every day of our life together just the happiest in the world.  God bless you, dearest girl, and keep you – you are never out of my thoughts and for ever and always I shall be as I am now, yours, only yours

            with ALL my love

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 28 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 27 Jan.

Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Sunday 27 January

My dearest Maz

Another solid week nearer the 14^th March and it has been a very varied one too.  The cake is still going strong though it has almost had its day now, it really is a real beauty.  Many thanks for your two letters, dated 17^th and 21^st – I am glad to hear that the drawing room is finished.  I should love to have seen you and Pari sitting in state in the kitchen – I hope Eva’s visit was a success, and that the Filbert was in better form than the last time you met him!  You and Eileen seem to have been terrific Aunt Kates with the fudge – Eileen reported feelings of near sickness the other day due to too much of it!  I hope she makes a dollop for me when I come back.  Yes, I saw the notice about the memorial service for Hugh – many thanks for the cutting ‘Monty plans his Germany from sick-bed’ – though I hadn’t seen it in print, the repercussions have been felt down here and several minor flaps have arisen therefrom.  I’ve seen two films this week, but at the private cinema ‘studio1’- the first on Monday night was a German film in agfacolour (much easier on the eyes than technicolour) – the film was made in about 1940 and really wasn’t bad at all – no sort of propaganda about it and quite a normal sort of love story plot – I couldn’t of course follow the words, though I knew by the actions what was going on!  The other film I saw was ‘Over 21’, a very poor American film with earnest young and not-so-young officer cadets addressing fellow cadets on America’s war and peace aims – Irene Dunne was the only bright spark about it.  Our weekly inter-branch table tennis match was played on Wednesday evening against Welfare, whom we beat very soundly 9-1 on their own table – our number 5 lost one of his two matches.  I had a hectic evening on Tuesday – I was due for a ‘poker’ evening with several chaps in the mess and just before dinner was invited to play in an ‘exhibition’ table tennis game against the local German team.  I told them I was already otherwise engaged for the evening but would help them out by coming along, playing my game and then departing.  I played a chap who hadn’t got much of a clue beat him 21-9, 21-8 to make the score in the match 3-3 and went back to the poker game.  I had to spend the whole of Friday up at Paderborn (about 60 miles from here) where in the morning and afternoon I was sitting on a Board to determine whether or not a certain range is safe, and in the evening I had to give a lecture to some 40 students of the BAOR P.T. School on Hockey – it went down really quite well and I was asked to go again next month which is always a good sign.  When I got back to the office late on Friday evening I found a signal in from Rhine Army saying that I had been chosen to play for BAOR in the forthcoming tour in Holland.  We assemble at HQ BAOR on Wednesday, spend the night there, then go off by car at 0900 hrs on Thursday.  We play games on Friday Saturday and Sunday in Amsterdam and The Hague then come back on Monday – provided the weather is good it will be great fun, and will make a very good break – if I get half a chance I will try and stop at Apeldoorn on my way through and call in on the Van Dyckes.

Leonard Olney went down to Brussels yesterday on short leave and won’t be back until Wednesday so I can see myself in for a couple of very hectic days.

There hasn’t been a cloud in the sky all this week but it is still very cold and both the hockey games arranged this week had to be called off as the ground is as hard as iron, rather a pity in view of this tour but after lunch today I went out for half an hour’s run, followed by a good hot bath, and I now feel fit for anything.  Reading the papers at tea-time I saw sorry to see that the U’s got a trouncing, but what an amazing effort young Barnard put up when playing for the Arsenal v Leics – 3 goals – good going.  Only 46 more days, Maz, and I’ll be right home for good – the latest ‘gen’ on my relief is that he will be coming in on about the first March if not before, so, all being well, there’s no chance of my being ‘frozen’ again.  I just can’t tell you how much I look forward to the day when I hand the whole of my ticket in at ‘the North’ – we will have several ‘demob’ celebrations!  Now I must away as I’m going to see Gordon Harker in ’29 Acacia Avenue’ this evening.  God bless you, Maz, and much love to you.

            Yours as ever

very affectionately

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Gerald C Benham, 5 Oxford Road Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 28 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope Written Jan 27^th 1946 rec Feb 1^st 1946 (5)

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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Friday 25^th January

10.45 pm.

My own most precious darling,

Not only am I writing on your paper, I’m also smoking one of your cigs – what a lovely surprise packet it was to find on return from the Training Centre at 10 pm – many thanks, you wizard, for everything – you must be psychic (?) – I finished my last 2 oz tin of Players De Luxe yesterday.

I had quite an enjoyable and successful day – it was very cold but brilliant sunshine when I left here at 9.15 but we ran into one very bad 20 mile stretch of fog just about half way which meant I arrived some 15 minutes late for the Board, convened to say whether or not a proposed range site was safe, but it couldn’t have mattered less, as, for the same reason, two of the other members were later than I was – I had a very good lunch in the Trg Centre Mess and afterwards we all went out to examine the proposed site – we finished just before tea and at 5.30 I duly presented myself at the PT School where I was treated like a junior king!  The lecture to some 40 students seemed to go down fairly well, lasted well over the scheduled time and was greeted at the end by what I like to think was spontaneous applause.  I decided not to stay to dinner and we hit the road at 7.20 and I reckoned we would be back at 9.30 – (I had laid on sandwiches and a thermos of tea for my return), but the same patch of fog was hanging around and I didn’t get back to the office until 10 ocl, which under the circs wasn’t bad going – I went up to the office with two main objects in view (a) mail and (b) to see if there was any news about the tour in Holland.  I was thrilled to find your parcel there, (that old tin has done yeoman service!) and I also found letter from Lois and Gerald.  Just to add to the more pleasant things, I found a long signal from BAOR giving the team selected for the tour – and I’m pleased to say that yours truly has been chosen.  We go up to Bad Oeynhausen on Wednesday and by car from there to Holland on Thursday playing matches on Friday, Saturday and Sunday afternoon, and back on Monday – I only hope the ground thaws out a bit as it should be great fun.  Since Wednesday I have cut my cigarette consumption to 10 per day – it makes me wonder how many a day I really was smoking before, anyway 10 a day isn’t too bad, and I don’t find it very difficult to do.  Well, my little angel, I must to beddy-byes (sorry!) and must say bon soir et au revoir.  God bless and keep you, my dearest heart, always.  Don’t forget that every minute of every day, you are in my thoughts and that I love you terribly, terribly much – again a thousand thanks for the parcel.

Yours, with all my heart

            for always,

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.  Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 date missing.  Signed P.C. Benham.  On front of envelope 25 Jan.

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Chad drawing  with “Wot!  Forties already?

Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Thursday 24^th January

11 pm.

My own most precious darling,

My programme didn’t quite go according to plan this evening though I wasn’t late back from the office and put in a spot of work before dinner – afterwards several of us went along to Studio 1 where we saw Irene Dunne (she was good) in a very poor film called ‘Over 21’, mixing comedy with the typical Yank war aims and idols served up by elderly chaps graduating from Officers schools addressing other graduates on passing out parades, the only thing missing was Shirley Temple inspecting the cadets!  Otherwise today has been like any other day plenty of work to do etc, just the same old routine.  The one bright spot was the arrival of your Sunday (0040 hrs!) letter for which my angel, many thanks.  I hope the face is better, I want to see that unblemished peach bloom when we meet in London in 7 weeks from today, so stop dat squeezin’ momma, lay de tweezers down!  As for say ‘when you’re here I don’t have time to dilly dally on such things’ – well, well, well!  You certainly have got a shoe problem on your hands (sic!) and I don’t honestly know what to advise you to do – as you say once you get one pair of Baber shoes then you will have to go on getting them, and I can’t help feeling you would be wiser if the Thurston pair is the only uncomfortable one you have, to cut your loss and not wear them again – and this seems to be the course provided the others give you no pain when you wear them – I can’t help wondering what rake off from Baber’s your chiropodist friend gets – perhaps I am maligning her, I wonder?  Anyway you want to work on the principle that comfort is the essence of the contract and the curing of the toe.

Poor old Bill is having a bad time of it, though he has the advantage of being a qualified accountant but I’m afraid his profession more that any others, must be a very difficult one for those who have been in the Services.  Reason, of course, being that Accountants at one time were reserved up ‘til 30, if not all the time, any rate up to 35 – look at the Russel Wrays and Algy Goddards and the host of other fit and comparatively young men which go to make up Bland Fielder and Co.  Lawyers, conversely, are in very short supply, hence my hope that the exam standard won’t be too high, and desire to take it at the earliest opportunity – the longer one leaves it the lower the percentage of passes.

The ‘green book’ is on its way at last, as will shortly be a consignment of books, they are wrapped up and the parcel now needs a label etc.  Tomorrow I have to go over to Paderborn to sit on a Board convened to say whether or not a certain area is suitable for construction of rifle ranges a long and tedious procedure – at 6 ocl I have to give a lecture on Hockey at the Rhine Army School of PT – I shan’t be back until about 10ish but shall call in at the office to see whether there has been any mail from you.  The days are ticking past now and we now have the same length of time ahead as we had a fortnight before I came on leave and now, if you see what I mean!  I can hardly wait for it all, hardly wait for the days when the words ‘to have and to hold’ will be true for ever – then at last will we know the meaning of real happiness and days together when we need no longer say ‘this is our crowded hour, eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we part’ – how strange to start with it will it all be, how wonderfully strange, how I hope and pray that the Fates are kind to us – we start off with the best advantage in the world, that we love each other and are so very much part of each other – it must always stay that way – God bless you, angel heart, and keep you – it won’t be long now and bash on the day when I press button A; ALL my love is yours

only yours

            for ever and always

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 25 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 24 Jan.

Final Periodical List of Honours and Awards

Approved by HM the King

Published in Supplement to London Gazette No 37442 dated 24 Jan 46

HQ 1 Corps District.

CB

Maj-Gen P.M. Balfour CBE MC                             BGS   

CBE

Brig H.E. Pike DSO RE                                           CE

OBE

Lt-Col R.M. Allen                              R Norfolk       AQMG

The Rev G.H. Browning                 RA Ch D        Senior Chaplain

Lt-Col P Godfrey-Faussett             RB                  DPM

Lt-Col L.S. Michael                          RA                  G(SB)

MBE

Maj (now Lt-Col) J.A.A. Beer         Int Corps        Mil Gov

Maj P.C. Benham                            RA                  G

Maj H.C. Bolt                                    Mx                   DAQMG

The Rev C.P. Crean                        RA Ch D        Chaplain

Maj T.H. Dobell                                S Lanc R        DAQMG

Maj (now Lt-Col) G.E. Roberts      KOSB             G

Maj S.K. Stott                                    LF                   DAAG

Maj H.M. Vickerman                        RAOC            Ord

BEM

SQMS W.A. Chant                          RASC

SQMS A Freeman                           RASC

SQMS R.J. Gibbs                            RASC

SQMS K.J. Warham                        RAOC

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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Wednesday 23^rd January

10.30 pm.

My own most precious darling,

After a lull of 3 days during which we didn’t get any mail or papers, today produced the goods and I was delighted to get your Friday letter – Yes, I received your Wednesday one on Saturday or was it Sunday.  I do so hope you don’t get the ‘flu germ and you must absolutely promise me that if you do you will get someone to come in, Lois or Dorothy, I can’t bear to think of the possibility of your being there alone if the worst occurs, so please be careful, my angel.  NO, I feel very ashamed of myself, but I’ve not sent off the green book yet, I’m still on the look-out for an envelope to put it in – anyway I will promise to get it off demain – many thanks for the job done of adding to your gratuity – leave t’other in my account, it will be right there for such purchases as you require.

I’m glad to hear that Jack’s infant will start life on the right foot with that most illustrious name – lucky little lad.

No, I don’t think there is any cause for alarm over that typically bloody stupid press demob announcement – there are odd rumours going around about retentions, but we here come under the heading ‘MS Appointments’ and as far as I know if they can find a replacement then they can’t retain one – I heard tonight that Norris, G2 Training designate, is definitely coming here which is the best news I’ve heard for a long time, he just can’t come too soon though I gather he is to go on the Air Support Course, which I was due to go on, sometime in early February.  Yesterday was busyish and in the morning I had to preside over a lengthy meeting of the 1 Corps District Hockey Committee and spent most of the afternoon writing up the minutes – I had one enormous rush in the evening – there was a big ‘exhibition’ table tennis match – Iserlohn v the local German side and just before dinner I had a frantic call from the organiser, would I play, someone had let them down at the last minute etc, etc.  I had got a game of poker fixed up, so I arranged to play my game on condition I could play my game and disappear.  I got to the YMCA at 8.30, played and beat a chap who wasn’t much good and so back to the poker school!  I held no sort of cards all the evening and had as my best hand in 2½ hours play, a lowish strait!  I lost exactly what I won the other night (15/-) so am now all square on the poker game.

Today was the G Branch officers turn to purchase ‘any two articles’ at the Welfare Shop – they have a rotten collection of stuff, a few toys, pen-knives and fountain pens (poor) – but every day they sell one quite good quality dispatch-cum-brief case, just the job for my daily visits to Town.  I set my heart on one of these and by dint of going early found myself no 1 in the queue and got it!  it cost 24/- very reasonable considering it is real leather – unfortunately there are no articles for ladies there, so the other thing I brought was a pen-knife, always useful as a present.  After dinner I went up to the barracks where we had our usual weekly t.t. match, this week against Welfare who are very weak – we beat them 9-1.  I nipped back directly afterwards and when I have finished this off to you I shall lay me down to sleep.  I have nothing laid on for tomorrow evening and plan, after my letter to you, to do a good 1½ hours study and get in an early night.  The news of my successor really is most encouraging and has put me in much higher spirits tonight.  Now, my dearest heart, on this more hopeful note I must away and to bed.  I will be right back again with you demain – no words of mine can tell you how much I am longing for March and all that it will mean to us – it  is the most wonderful thought in the world.  I love you, darling, so very terribly much – please take great care of your sweet precious self and God bless you always.

Yours with ALL my love

            for ever

                        Peter

P.S. Don’t eat too much fudge!!

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 24 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 23 Jan.

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Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Monday 21^st January

11 pm.

My own most precious darling,

The hour is rather late but I couldn’t let the day slip past without penning a few lines to you, there was no letter mail today – I think fog must have held the planes up as we have had no papers since Saturday – not a very good omen for tomorrow’s mail.  There was a parcel post though, and I received one of the law books from Brian very quick work – it looks too dull for words, on a subject which gives me no very great enthusiasm to think about – Real Property, but I shall have to get down to it – I didn’t have a very good night last night, whether it was the atmosphere or not I don’t know, but I turned from one side to the other on my camp bed and eventually got to sleep round about 2ish I think.

I didn’t hurry back to the office after breakfast and walked up for the exercise and after lunch walked back again via the hairdresser where I had a kapper which I’m thankful you can’t see, though I think it would be very much to Bill’s liking!  Otherwise I had a very busy day in the office, and didn’t get back to the mess ‘til nearly 7 ocl – work in our branch seems to be on the increase these days – all rather annoying as I do so want to be able to do a bit of reading other than after dinner – I could be like many others who just don’t try now that their demob is imminent, but I ain’t born that way I’m afraid.

After dinner I went to Studio One where I saw a most interesting German film – it was being shown to our censor people prior to it being put on for the civilians.  It was ‘shot’ in 1941 and though I couldn’t follow the speech, I could get the general trend of the thing of course.  The story was about as ‘mushy’ as anything I’ve seen for a long time, but the colour (it was in glorious Agfatone) was far better than Technicolor, and the scenes and music were excellent.  Story in a nutshell was budding young composer and young girl in love, goes of to study somewhere, many love scenes in ‘holidays’ then girl goes up to see him ‘at work’, he is taken by surprise and is well on the job, girl naked and marries oaf in background in early scenes, composer returns via Rome and tries to take girlfriend from husband, husband says OK but girl tres loyal and after much wavering stays, show ends with girl, now in black, meeting composer after big concert and rather tamely I thought agreeing they should see each other about once in a couple of years, both obviously still much in love – stupid I calls it!

Some of the dancing scenes took me back to New Year’s Eve, and that wonderful dance just 3 weeks ago tonight – it seems like 3 years – it made me feel very sentimental to think of and made me yearn the more for March – oh! dearest I miss you terribly much and think always only of you, the next seven weeks just can’t go by too quickly – how like life a Paul Jones is, for some, the chance to get someone different, for me always the longing and hope that it will be you that is nearest me when the music stops, and I will go to any lengths to have it always like that – God bless you, dearest, dearest heart and keep you always, and make the weeks between seem as seconds.  I can’t tell you how much I love you, but you know, it will always be like that, and I shall for ever be yours

            only yours

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Peter C Benham, 9 Vint Crescent Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 22 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope 21 Jan.

Major P.C. Benham,

G Branch

HQ 1 Corps District

BAOR

Sunday 20^th January

My dearest Maz

I have so much to thank you for this week that I hardly know where to begin – letters, magazines, and last, but not least, a really magnificent cake which arrived safe and sound yesterday morning, I sampled it last night and it really is a beauty, quite one of your very best – it couldn’t have come at a better time either, as I am duty officer all day today and tonight and I shall bring up an Aunt Kate portion for tea this afternoon and another piece tonight!  Your most interesting letters were dated 11^th and 13^th January many thanks – I was very interested to hear that the Bakers infant has arrived – you don’t miss a thing, and no doubt put two and two together when you saw Jack emerging from the Floral Box – you seem to have had a very tasty little meal at the flat the other evening it fair made me mouth water, nothing so homely about the food out here I’m afraid.

I hope by now the drawing and morning rooms are nearly completed – I’m afraid this cold spell will have rather upset things and no doubt the kitchen has come into its own, still, as you say, it will be grand when they are finished.  It has been an amazing week here with practically every day the same, very cold but dry and sunny – I suppose its healthy weather and all that but it does me no good at all – no snow to ski on, grounds much too hard for hockey (both the games I had fixed up during the week had to be cancelled) and practically no opportunity to get out and enjoy the sunshine.  I hope we don’t get a lot of snow for a bit and that the grounds thaw out, because there is a most attractive sounding hockey tour in Holland from Jan 30^th to Feb 4^th, playing 3 matches in Amsterdam and the Hague between those dates – the team hasn’t been selected yet but I’m hoping for the best!  The letter you forwarded on to me, which arrived today was from Douglas Goodbody, Secretary of the OU Hockey Association who was out here in the RAF, asking me to play against the School on 9^th March – Nothing further on the demob line since I last wrote and I’ve not heard any more about the chap who is likely to be coming in as my relief.  I’m now all being well at D -53 days – less than 8 weeks to go!  Apart from a table tennis match on Thursday evening and a party on Friday I’ve done absolutely nothing of interest this week, a little law study and that is all.  The match on Thursday wasn’t a very good one and we beat A branch very easily 8-2 our no 5 being the only one to lose, he lost both his games.  Earlier in the week I had a most pleasant surprise when who should walk into my office but Peter Royle, late 17^th Field Regiment!  He was in the Regiment at the beginning of the war and in another Battery until Roy Oddie was killed – Peter took over B Troop and he and I used to relieve each other at Ops so I got to know him very well.  He was wounded, still commanding B Troop, in Sicily but was in Italy when his Father died and he came back to England, dropping to Lieutenant.  He came out here last June and is now in command of a battery only about 20 miles from ISERLOHN!  I arranged for him to come over on Friday night for dinner and a super chat.  On Friday morning I got a message from John Stephens unit that he was coming up for a conference here and would I have dinner with him in the Visitors Mess where he had booked a room for the night.  To cut a long story short he joined Peter Royle and myself for dinner in the Officers’ Club and came back to C Mess where he spent the night in a room whose occupant had gone on leave that morning!  We had an excellent evening and both John and Peter were in cracking form.  John just the same as usual and when we parted after breakfast yesterday morning his last words were ‘Peter, give my love to your Mother, and to Eileen – and your Father’!  Peter, it has been nice seeing you again etc etc!’  I heard many interesting things from Peter R but didn’t get as much ‘gen’ as I should have done had we been alone – I gather there was no question of Ian giving himself a MC, he had one glorious day and should have got at least a DSO.  I hope to be going over to Peter’s Battery one evening next week.  Now, Maz dear, I must get packing up for lunch, so will say au revoir to you – only another 7½ weeks, may it go very quickly.   God bless and much love to you, again many thanks for the super cake, your letters and mags, my love to Pari and Elli.

            Yours as ever

very affectionately

                        Peter

In envelope headed ‘O A S’ addressed to Mrs Gerald C Benham, 5 Oxford Road Colchester Essex.

Postmarked FIELD POST OFFICE 734 dated 21 JA 46.  Signed P.C. Benham.   

On front of envelope Written Jan 20^th 1946 rec Jan 23^rd 1946 (4)