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SLEEPERS

Do your nightmares tear you apart?

Do you wake up screaming, shouting in the dark?

Do the demons keep you awake?

Does the clock tick more slowly with every breath you take?

THE LEVELLERS

Dear Craig

Hellooooo, gorgeous! Sorry that I haven’t been in touch. I hope you had a good flight back. I’m really missing you.

I know you’re wondering how things went, down on the Plain. Well, I walked across the Imber range, from Bratton down to Heytesbury. I took the ‘American Road’ (of course!) – right past the place where D-Flight got ambushed by their own blokes back in February 89. The mission when you asked me out, in case you don’t remember.

I’m on a bit of a high at the moment (have you noticed?!). I’ve got things sorted out at last – more than I dared hope. Have you ever felt there’s more to life than any of us dreamed! I won’t go on about it, though. You’d really think I’d lost it if I did.

Lynnie sends her love. She’s thinking a lot about her brother Martin at the moment. The family’s lost touch with him, and she just got a card at Christmas time. He didn’t give his address – nor a reason why he simply upped and went. The silence is the worst bit: the not knowing. I hope that I can cheer her up. She’s done so much for me.

Write soon!

Love,

Your pinko commie peacenik girlfriend

Frannie

PS. What do you mean, the Air Force checks your mail??