You evidently have your trials and I guess there are worse than you make out. ... After a raid it is quaint to see people emerging like worms from their holes to search the Terrace for bits of shrapnel. Some on my roof every evening last week. I have Jack's wife staying with me for the moment. He is in the hospital at Portsmouth and not all well present. She is very nice and attractive, I'm happy to say.... I'm rehearsing a play [Dear Brutus] about people who think they could make so much more of life if they got a second chance. I like the subject but the treatment is a bit sketchy.