Scott of the Antarctic

Letters of Note has a captivating letter from Scott to his wife. It was written over several days as Scott realised that he would not make it out alive.

Truly fascinating stuff. Stiff upper lip doesn't even begin to describe the bravery.

Dear it is not easy to write because of the cold — 70 degrees below zero and nothing but the shelter of our tent — you know I have loved you, you know my thoughts must have constantly dwelt on you and oh dear me you must know that quite the worst aspect of this situation is the thought that I shall not see you again — The inevitable must be faced — you urged me to be leader of this party and I know you felt it would be dangerous — I've taken my place throughout, haven't I? God bless you my own darling I shall try and write more later — I go on across the back pages.

Minus 70? And to think that last week I was moaning and complaining and whining because it was minus 7(C).