Here is the latest of the series of Nigel Bouncer-Smythe letters to be unearthed from the archives of Smythe Hall by Nigel's biographer.
Nigel and the old adversary.
Bentangles Aerodrome. 22nd March, 1917.
My dearest Nigella,
Just a few lines to let you know that I arrived back from the two weeks leave O.K. It was spiffing to get some time with you again, and to see the APs.
Thanks awfully for the gloves and scarf. They will see me through at least until the next spot of leave comes up.
On our last night I enjoyed seeing Chu Chin Chow with you again at His Majesties theatre. It is worth it just for Ascheís portrayal of Abu Hassan.
After I left the United Services Club, I just had time to look up old Digger Shovelle. He sends his love to you and his leg is on the mend, although the Quack says he wonít fly again. Still we have all heard that before. They said that to Cyclops Smith, and he is back at it and still knocking them down with a pot leg and only one eye.
After Digger, it was back to the Drome for my return flight to Bentangles.
Not long after I got in the oddest thing happened. You may recall that Hun that I wrote you about last year who hit a Nieuport and got taken prisoner. Well it appears he not only got out of a French PoW camp last month, but made it back to his squadron it seems, because one of the chaps in 60 who shot him down swears he has seen him stooging about near the front in an Albatros with that Black banded stripe around the fuselage and the white diagonal crosses.
It appears his name is Christophe von Rogerstein, and I would not be at all surprised if our chaps in 266 donít run into him again in the future.
Mark my words, I shall be keeping a weather eye out for him on my sorties over the front.
Not much else worth mentioning happening here at present. Weather is pretty duff, and most of the chaps are catching 40 winks. I must admit Iím about to join them so toodle pip old thing.
All my love Nigel.