My darling, this is a very difficult letter for me to write. As you know something may happen at any moment, and I cannot tell when you will receive this. I had hoped to be able to see you during last weekend but it was impossible to get away, and all the things I intended to say must be written.
I'm sure that anyone with imagination must dislike the thought of what's coming, but my fears will be more of being afraid than of what can happen to me.
You and I have had some lovely years, which now seem to have passed at lightning speed. My thoughts at this moment in this lovely Saturday afternoon are with you all now. I can imagine you in the garden having tea with Jamie and Ann, getting ready to put them to bed.
Although I would give anything to be back with you, I have not yet had any wish at all to back down from the job we have to do. There is so much that I would like to be able to tell you, nearly all of which you've heard many many times, but just to say that I mean it even more today. I'm sure that I will be with you again soon and for good. please give my fondest love to my Anne and my Jamie. God bless and keep you all safe for me.