BX October 31, 1916
Local Soldiers London Weekend – Pte. C.P. Coles Tells of a Happy Leave in World’s Greatest City.
Mr. C.P. Coles has received an interesting letter from his son, Pte. Clem Coles of the 125th, telling of a weekend spent in London. He writes
October 15, 1916
Bramshott Camp,
Dear Mother and Dad,
I am fine in health and I hope you are all well at home. I just got back from London a few minutes ago from an enjoyable weekend and I thought I would tell you about my trip in detail if you don’t mind, and I guess you won’t. I left here yesterday morning about 11.45, and marched to the station, which is about 3 miles, under Lieut. Waterous, a fine young fellow whom you know well. I spent a good many of my school days with him and he is just the same old “Red” Waterous. I got a train from Liphook about 1 p.m. and then journeyed on up to London and arrived in Waterloo station about 3.30 pm. From there I walked on towards my uncles, but before I got there I thought I had better have a shave and a massage, so I stopped into a “shaving saloon.” I told the barber what I wanted, so he started at me. I didn’t know if I was going out alive or not. He looked at me first and then he massaged my face and shaved me afterwards. I thought that was going some. They don’t shave over here, they just pull them off. From there I went down to see my uncle and aunt and cousins, and they greeted me in great style and I had a grand meal – just the kind like mother used to cook. Well at tea I went out for a little walk and did a little shopping for some of the boys at the camp. After I got through with that business my cousin and I took a “tube” down to “Oxford Circus” – some place. The traffic is terrible, but they can handle it right. From there we went to a swell theater and spent a grand evening in “Old London.” After the show was over we took a tram right to the door. We went in, had our supper, a little smoke and then retired to a nice feather bed, the first one I had seen for some time, and believe me it sure went good, because I didn’t wake this morning till 9.30 a.m., and when I got up I thought I was home again after sleeping in so late. After breakfast we went to church at the City Temple, which is a grand place. From there we took a tram back and had dinner. After dinner we took a nice walk down around Piccadilly and Oxford Circus, the Strand, Trafalgar Square and all the other places of importance, so you know I had some afternoon. I had my tea after my aunt and uncle and cousin came to the station with me and saw me off safely on the 5.25 p.m. train for Liphook station. Well I had a grand weekend leave, and I hope I get another leave soon, because I am having a pretty good time for a soldier in this country.
I hope this letter finds you all in the best of health and condition, because it leaves me feeling fine. I will close for this time, hoping to hear from you all any time you have a chance to write.
Your loving son,
Clem
772053 C.P. Coles
125th Canadians,
Bramshott Camp,
Hants, England