it is certainly delightful. By the way, we had a real Canadian canoe and did not fuss about with any of their clumsy skiffs or punts. On Monday I took myself for a shopping expedition, and seemed to run into all the friends I have in the R.A.F. Jimmy Gray is in Hospital, having played out and become run down. I found him in the Royal Automobile Club with several other aviators from Canada whom you would not know. Tuesday I took the morning train north from Kings Cross station and landed in Pontefract that afternoon.

I am now sitting in a summer house beside the tennis court at the Blomfields and writing on the lid of a note-paper box, so that accounts for the horrible scrawl.

BC Archives, 93-6553, Box 4, DREWRY FAMILY, Selected correspondence, 1917 – 1918.