17 February 1941

Dear Dad,

Received a letter today from you written in Vancouver. Trust you had a good holiday.

Feeling very fit and keen - lucky enough not to have caught the flu this winter. If I had still be in the R.A.F. it would have been a question of months before coming back to Canada, probably Calgary, to instruct there. Sad what?

Perhaps we might start a Fleet Air Arm School in Canada where I could go for short leaves.

Please don't show my letters to other people outside the family, otherwise I shall stop writing.

Glad to hear that Mother and Jean liked their presents.

There are some Polish pilot officers here doing refresher courses. They are wonderful pilots and keen as mustard. God, I'd hate to fight against them. They are wonderful singers and it is grand to gather around the piano while they play and sing their native songs. Either very war-like or very sad.

I was flying with a grand Polish officer this morning. They speak just enough English to get on.

Dual aerobatics we were doing.

"I spin!" - That's whe(?) I'd here, then we'd spin. "I loop!" Round we went.

"I do half loop-half roll." He meant half roll off the top of loop."

Anyway, he could certainly fly well.

Well enough bunkum for now. I'll send you a picture of my course soon. R.A.F. officers, Polish officers, Czecho-Slovakian and 1 R.N.

Love Bill