Dear May

Just a letter to tell you that I am getting on all right. I have just about got over my coming home now. I hope I shall have a weekend's leave soon though. I've had two nice letters from Violet since I've been back, and sent her three. She says she has just got used to the girls now. She went to a music hall on Wed-nesday. She said it was fine. Well I hope you are quite well, as I am as well as you could be. We are having pretty stiff training here now, marching about 20 miles and sham fighting every day. I was very pleased with the chocolate you sent me, May. A gentleman Lieutenant of Yorkshire, who was in our company sent half a dozen cigarettes to everyone in the regiment. I gave mine to my mate. Since we came from Aldershot we have two fellows in our room, who are always acting the goat and making us laugh. One is an Irishman, named Sharp, we call him Sharpener. The other is a Scotsman named Kirby, who used to be a sergeant in the Scots Guard. Sometimes Kirby gets drunk, and two fellows bring him in and he comes in singing, and hardly able to stand up. The K.R.R. had to help furnish an extra guard with fixed bayonets for the East Surreys, because the East Surreys prisoners in the guardroom got out of hand. When we are on the march the fellows of other regiments say "Don't you wish you were in the K.R.R's" They all envy us. Well I hope you are in the best health and spirits and all the rest of the rigme rolL I must close now, or I shan't get any tea. I will write again shortly.

With fondest love from Albert

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