Father's and May's letters to hand, for which many thanks. Father gives me a lot of news. I had not heard of the fall of the place he speaks of, I suppose the Russians took it—good work. I do hope Lovel comes home, don't tell him too much of what I say about the artillery.
There are two things of which we absolutely cannot get too much—1, candles; 2, cake. I have about one and a half of ordinary candles a day.
Much love to all,
From your sleepy and loquacious Son,
ALEC.
P.S.—Don't believe all I say.
101st Brigade, B.E.F.
My darling Mother,—