Although my letters are now few I have never spent more time thinking and longing for you. All my thoughts are set on the finish of this ghastly war and getting home to you Dear and my parents. What a happy day it will be, it seems almost too much to hope for but it must come true some day and every week brings it closer. After all to the last generation it seemed as though the last war would never end. We are still young Sweetheart and these long years of separation will seem but a fleeting moment in our life when we are together again for good. Nothing parts us again My Lady. The last three weeks I have had a Red Cross parcel each week to myself. 10lbs in each parcel and all good wholesome food of splendid variety. I am feeling the benefit of it and am getting quite fit on it. The weather is getting very cold now with snow on the mountains but I have a brand new British overcoat, Italian winter trousers and two sets of winter woollens - scarf, socks and mittens - so keep pretty warm. On cold days we stay in the huts and play cards or read. We have two parades a day, one at 9AM and one at 4:30PM, about half-hour each so are not out in the bad weather.