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A little bird told me you’re in Hampshire. Can’t be too far from your home, can it? At least you’ll get lots of visitors. Find a pretty girl for me, won’t you old chap? Anyway, there isn’t too much more one can say. The front has quietened down after our last little effort to liven things up. The Hun is as beastly as always but not misbehaving
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Take your time and make sure the old pins are well and truly mended but do come back soon, you’re sorely missed.
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Phillip folded the letter again and felt
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