• Reference
    Z1360/1/24
  • Title
    Letter (5 sheets) from Wilfred Hammond, marked: France 27 Sept.16 Dear Mother, Still doing no fighting and we are in the same camp, strange to say. I received your last parcel on Sunday and thank you for it. It was a fine parcel, but do not send any more pears, much though I like them. They are over-ripe and squashy by the time they arrive here and thus wet other things. Don’t send any toffee in broken bits again please as the last came as bits of paper soaked in treacle. The cake and apples were fine and in good condition. Did you ever receive some black print post cards of the last place we were in? Such as a Crucifix and Windmill on top of a hill. I did receive those P.C.’s of yours from Brighton and they tickled me and my pals immensely. I have them yet and carry them with those Bairnsfather prints Eva sent me. We very often have them out and they cause much merriment. He (B) is, I believe, the humorist in the way of cartoons, of the war. You might ask Eva to send me some more if she ever strikes any, please. If you will believe me, Mother, this period in the army, of mine, has been one of the happiest in my life, notwithstanding the number of things that make one “fed up”. All the same, I think everyone will be glad, now, when the game is over. My hat, what a day it will be, eh! While I was down in a little village near here, earlier in the evening, I saw over a thousand, as I judged them, German prisoners. On the whole, they were a poor set of men and were looking pretty white and done up, poor devils. They live as well and sometimes better than we do. We have heard some good news to-night and hope it is true. Yours with love, Wilf
  • Date free text
    27 September 1916
  • Production date
    From: 1916 To: 1916
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