My Dear Wife
The weather continues to be rather unseasonal here in Smegby. We are all sheltering where we can . My abode, shared with brother officers, is not too vile but the men are suffering terribly. The Prince is rarely seen but looks tired and concerned and talks in French to his cronies incessantly. We are expecting a visitor soon to share our already overcrowded room here. He comes from across the border and has business in Scotland- I do hope he will be be diverting.
Kiss the children for me and Pray for better weather and my safe return!
Anders
No comments:
Post a Comment