Michael Billings Collection - Wallet 7 - Part 5 of 12

AIR.MAIL 
26. 3. 43 

Mrs. M. Billings 
548 Barker's Road 
East Hawthorn 
Victoria 

PR00610 
Australian 
War Memorial

27. 3.43
Darling Kay,
Good morning to you, sweet bundle and
may this find you in apple pie order as I am confident 
you are.Your letters of 16th & 23rd arrived today and 
gave me cause for my cheerful prophecy. Very pleased 
you’ve had mail from me which set your fears of an
immediate gap in the mail at rest and also gave you a
bit of a thrill. After posting that particular letter I
was dubious whether I should have elaborated so much
on my vision but your warm words allayed my
doubts. How nice of sister Dorcas to give you such
a lovely present for the babe. I'm not surprised though
as I know shes of the very best and her friends never
regret knowing her. I had a letter from Mum
yesterday and one from Dad today and I see Mum
and you had teed up a jaunt into the city. I
hope you both had a nice day. It's fine to know
you are all keeping so well. I think I forgot to
mention I had a letter from Syd a week or so back
and he told me he expected to take to the water
soon. Quite a show of being in the fireworks I
should say, just as well he's a strong swimmer, he
might have some practice. Today is the day for
your visit to the medico and I shall be eagerly
awaiting his comments about you. Ray Wall has
just had a wire to inform him that he is the

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proud father of a daughter. So that's the first reward
from the Brisbane harvest. I bet you do a
generous spot of mirror gazing when your contours
resume their former shape and I bet you get a
kick out of it after being deprived of the pleasure
for so long. You certainly will be able to point with
pride to your splendid war effort, your style of citing
your record gave me a hearty laugh. You're as good
as Bob Hope.
Your recollections of our glorious
Brisbane interlude show me only too well how you
miss me with the same acuteness that [[fills?]] me.
As you say. when one visualises the outcome of our
association up here, it mollifies the sense of loss
and whets the anticipation of wonderful times
we shall have when we meet again. I only pray
it is not long, life is too fleeting to miss big slices
of the essence of it.
No further news from here
the weather is sultry after a brilliant electrical
storm last night. In fact, after guard last
night I feel like tuppence a pound so cant
spread myself today. Tomorrow the day of rest
(I hope), time will permit of the pursuit of ones
personal inclinations so standby for a real letter
Cheerio till then, sweetheart mine and I leave
you loving you most strenuously. Kisses. Micky

27.3.43
AIR. MAIL

Mrs. M. Billings,
548 Barker's Road
East Hawthorn
Victoria

28. 3. 43.
Darling Kay,
As tis Sunday today, the day has been
conspicuous by the absence of mail from you but no
doubt tomorrow will bring compensation in the shape
of perhaps two from you, my beaut. bundle. In spite
of the daily reassurance of your continued good health
I am sanguine that this day you have journeyed to Glen
Iris and regaled yourself in small talk and lots of
grub as proof of your buoyancy. I also feel pretty good
and after loafing for weeks have resumed regular
exercise and consequently feel the tops. The scare
has properly died down and I'm beginning to think
it has been wiped. Maybe I'm indulging in a
game with myself, and am in for a rude shock all of a
sudden. One thing there hasn't been any talk of
home leave being resumed so I think its a case of
your guess being as good as mine on the whole business.
Now I'm sure your last few letters give rise to a host
of items to discuss so lets pore over them. Your pastel
pink nightrobe sounds very comfortable and warm
if not so seductive. Still tis not the season for
seduction (or is that the wrong word) and you did
well to ignore the more voluptuous fripperies that are
designed to lure good men to destruction, bless them.
Gee, I feel quite naughty tonight and am awful saying
such things to a respectable wedded lady.

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Still, when I wooed you, that shimmery green gown
sent shivers down my spine as well as yours so spare a
kindly thought on its behalf. May the pink one be
even more potent when I behold you wrapped in its
fleecy confines, as I'm positive I'll want to play. Tell
me how do your satiny pyjamas fare these days?
I suppose they have had to suffer the mothballs
for the present. Now there was a captivating ensemble,
in fact I might add they were the nicest pantees
I've ever taken off. Hee Hee! Remember how I used
to threaten to pull your pants off and you feigned
great indignation. But when once we had retired to
our snug haven, we both found the superfluity
of clothing too much in this horrid climate and for
my part, I found the summary removal of my strides
far from a humiliation particularly when accomplished
by soothing and gentle hands. Those little
intimacies were so delightful and now I'm on my feet
I do miss all those sweet things that we shared.
Love at a distance has its drawbacks, do I hear you
say aye?
The preparations for the arrival of
the bouncing babe go on apace and he, she or they
wont lack for much with you as the ruler of his
destiny. I hope our first venture does not have a
plural ending as you would have your hands more
than full if that happened. Such could well be left

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until normal times recur. I can well imagine your
mother's lift since John came back and in her
letter to me the other day, she sounded very chirpy.
Don't forget to give John my address if he looks like
coming my way. If were still here I can promise
him a convivial evening. It does seem as though your
erstwhile mate Nora has bigger fish to fry these
days, she must have learner learned some of the
fat boy's pet tricks. You can bet your sweet life such
fortunates are up to their eyes in the futile pursuit of
the flimsy pleasures that sort revel in because they know
nothing deeper. As long as such mugs as Billings &
Clarkes draw a hand in the big game, such persons
having the elastic conscience need not depart from their
selfish blind-alley life. I just can't be bothered with
such trash after knocking round with real men and
marrying a dinkum girl so just forget them, weve bigger
business in hand.
Well, this seems to be a hymn of hate
so had better cool down. The owner of this pen wants
it now anyhow so shall go off the air until tomorrow
Cheerio, my sweet wizard of Amor, and by jove, I
love you tremendously, had I you in my villains
clutches, I would show you how much. A million 
kiss. Sweet.
Micky

28.3.43
AIR.MAIL

Mrs. M. Billings
548 Barker's Road
East Hawthorn
Victoria

RR00610
Australian
War Memorial