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My mother's ve day letter from the Isle of Man

by Isle_Of_Man

Contributed by 
Isle_Of_Man
People in story: 
Glenda Lightowler
Location of story: 
Isle of Man
Background to story: 
Civilian
Article ID: 
A7893589
Contributed on: 
19 December 2005

Back row L to R Elizabeth Dansiger Glenda Lightowler Middle row Mary Hudson Winnie Lightowler (Assistant Matron) Inneen Stewardson Front row Tessa Collins Wendy Kitley Gillian Broome Kathleen Barr

7th May 1945

Dear Eric
This is a wonderful day for all of us, and I have been thinking about you, and wishing we could all have been together on this great V.E. Day. It must be very queer being in Germany, and I am wondering how you are celebrating. Let me send you my warmest congratulations on your promotion too, and on the part which you have played in the struggle. I am very proud of my kid brother, and you are always in my thoughts, even though I haven’t a great deal of time for writing. It was lovely for Glenda to see you during the Easter holiday, and for you to be able to have a peep at your new nephew. Ron tells me Peg looks well, and very chic!

It has been a very mild May day, and one to remember. I have never seen so many people in Castletown Square, and all the flags are out, and many sailors rolling along in an enebriated condition. The broadcasts of the great crowds in London make us feel very flat, and I wish we had a little more excitement. Lack of transport makes a late night in Douglas impossible. So I said to JB ‘Let’s make it a time for the kids to remember’, so we have planned a great bonfire and rammed the very little ones into bed for an afternoon nap, with the promise of a great surprise tonight, if they try to sleep. We have ransacked all the attics, and as JB loves to get rid of old rubbish and I love to hoard it, there has been heard great and friendly argument relating to old basket chairs, blackouts, and decrepit linen.

We then commandeered three embarrassed college boys who live opposite, and got them to yank the stuff to the games field, and invited them to supper tonight, but they hurriedly made a great many excuses.

Glenda and ** have been to the Manx musical Festival, and they say Douglas looks lovely and that the fountains on the promenade are now working again, and strings of coloured lights being put up.

I took lots of snaps of the children with their little flags and eventually persuaded JB to pose with them. But just as we got them all fixed she spotted a contingent of Navy coming down the road, and shrieking ‘I’ve had **’ took to her heels, which upset me so much that I took two snaps on one exposure!

Ron is having another *** (leave?) on May 29th, and is coming stay at the school as they can’t spare me in the middle of term (Happy thought really) The younger staff are very excited about having a man in the house, and I expect there will be many practical jokes and high jinks.

I hope to get over to the mainland at Whitsun as we are having ten days — I may see you if you are coming home to your O.C.T.U.? Glenda sends her love and here’s to a long and happy peace. Love Win. Xxxxx

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