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Letter 17 - "My greatest sorrow is the loss of my two teeth."

A note from the Editors: A couple of days after the crash and Oliver is recovering, and news about the accident from a fellow squadron mate shows he was lucky to escape so lightly. Franked 24 AUG 17 Mrs Chas. E. Pearson, Hillcrest, Lowdham, Notts. 39 Stationary Hospital France } BEF France 70 Squadron Letter no 10 My dear people The above are my two addresses but address my letters to the second as I hope not to be here much longer. My cuts have healed very rapidly although I haven’t had the stitches out yet & my eye is practically unbunged up. My greatest sorrow is the loss of my two teeth which I cannot get over. It’s so awkward amongst other things to eat. I even have to eat pears with a spoon! & I think that is the outside edge. The two teeth I have lost were also the two I invariably held my pipe with & it feels so awkward holding it in the other side. One tooth, one of my tombstones, has gone completely & the one next door is all cracked up what