Griff writes to Ida, "How peaceful tonight! 10:20 and not a sound, unless there was a siren during the 8:00 o'clock radio concert!" Spoiler alert - this peace does not last.
He thinks of putting it to the Ashton Chamber of Commerce, "yes, they have one," that shops should close early 5 days instead of 1.
He describes his commute on the trains, but "this has turned into a perfect little travelogue and a plane has passed overhead and the warning has gone and everything is foul!" I am more sleepy (after this morning's alarms) than I've been for weeks and here we are again." Surprise, he's predicting a cold.
He knows Ida is busy and understands if she doesn't write to him for a while.
"I waste valuable minutes describing my uninteresting journey home, and now the house is all excitement, and a shell has burst horrid near - a few miles away probably, but it sounded a few feet away."
I was utterly restless last night, so spent a long, long time thinking about you - so nice. In imagination we walked, talked and sat by the fireside!" A nice domestic fantasy to take him away from what appears to be a pretty stressful time.
Ref: CARROLL/IGC/3 GG
With thanks to the Ida Carroll Trust
Date is unknown.
Part of the #NSM2020 project "A 20/20 Legacy: the centenary of the Northern School of Music" supported by the National Lottery Heritage Fund.