Dear Thompson, I think I owe you a letter. I've intended writing sooner, but time passes so quickly.
Well, things are going on much the same here. We are in a muddy place every day, but we are getting used to it. I think they will issue us with new boots soon, so we hang on till they come. I am sick of staying all day in wet socks. I always put on a dry pair when I get back to the barn.
The Canadians are jolly decent chaps to get on-with and we have a fine time when out working with them. I had a good dinner from one of them the other day and it absolutely saved me as I was nearly frozen. I must be getting hardened, as I've not felt any ill effects of the bad weather yet. We have a new Company Officer who is an old St Bees boy. He knows heaps of chaps I know so we get on all right together. I hope you are keeping well.
Love to Janey and yourself, John.
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