comfortable now in our little huts. It seems to me something like a glorified survey camp. I am sleeping on a folding cot just like the one Dad carried a couple of summers ago.The government gives us three good new blankets and these, supplemented by a sleeping bag, bath robe, British warm coat, and leather flying coat sufficient to keep me warm at night.Tommy's bed is alongside my bed. There are three others in our hut-two Easter n Canadians and a Londoner. We have a nice little mess for our squadron alone, and live on the fat of the land, or as much of it as is obtainable. There is little else that I can write about that comes to our ken so I am at the end of my tether and will have to say good night for this time with love to you both as ever Haworth