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Dearest,
We saw ‘Snow White’ this afternoon and the children love it, and, having been warned of the horrific parts, were not so alarmed as I expected. The other film – a long one (over which Mrs. Reid was commenting the other day) could not have been better chosen and you will be delighted that the children have seen it – but I’m poaching on their preserves so I’ll leave it at that. They will probably be writing tomorrow. Took Roy with us and Mrs Hawley was delighted because she had been wondering how she could take him without the baby. He seemed to be the only kid in the road who hadn’t seen it. I went to the library in the same journey and incidentally I saw a book that would be interesting in conjunction with a trip to Hampton Court – ‘Ladies of Hampton Court’. It was, however, a very large and solid volume (the ladies seem to have been legion) so I didn’t get it as I seem to find very little time for reading nowadays.
We picked a bumper crop of raspberries for tea (yes, I know I said I’d bottle the next picking!) and made pigs of ourselves. After tea, which was rather late, I did some hoe-ing and tomato-feeding on the plot. Then it was 8.30 very suddenly and I put the children to bed. I’ve done no housework today so tomorrow I must get stuck into it and then there’ll be a lot of shopping too. I took the first lot of beans today. They are the best I’ve grown, for until this year I’ve never been very successful with them and I think the seeds have been at fault for these have had the same treatment. If you remember I complained last year and the year before that the Woolworth seeds were full of holes.
Thanks for all the news from office and club, love, and I’ll look forward to hearing about your trip to the House. I bet that incident at Rugby shook you! Re Xmas I believe Nelson has opened his club so I’ll start dropping a bob or two there whenever I’m passing. It’s a pity he doesn’t go in for decent books too, but I’ll ask Doves [??] if they run a club. But before Xmas there’s Michael’s birthday to think about. The one thing he’s nattering about now is a crane. I know the sets you mean – your mother gave Wendy one from which she made the little dog. But personally I think they are dear because you are “done” by the picture on the box. There is only material for making one toy and two more small items and the profit on these sets must be terrific. Beware of all handiwork or sewing outfits. I have seen things for 7/11 which if you added up the present value of each bit of cotton etc. would come to a bob. What exactly was the “kitchen set”? Yes, I think Michael would like a tool set but I haven’t seen any for a long time.
The Oliver family had a lucky miss, didn’t they! Which only goes to prove the strength of any argument against sleeping in parks!
I still haven’t found your identity disc, but I’ll go on looking and I will let you know if it turns up before I send this letter. Are you sure it’s not in any of your pockets? Let me know exactly where you last remember having it. Where did you put it when you first changed into civvies? I don’t remember seeing it about the bedroom at all.
That seems to be all for tonight, love. As you say, I’m not suffering from night starvation now! Many thanks, darling. Those short hours, lovely as they are, do whet our appetite for something less compressed. Well, it shouldn’t be long now and maybe we’ll be in Wales together after all, which will be the first time since our honeymoon, won’t it? You can take me up into them thar hills!
I’m itching to get at the typewriter again. I’ll try to get a couple of things away before the holiday though I don’t suppose I’ll be able to settle down to it properly until after we come back. But I’m looking forward to this winter, with the children asleep at a decent hour, and the evenings longer and less likely to be interrupted.
Now I must mend some pants for Michael and if there’s still time will start a letter to Jane.
Night, my sweet. I love you so much.
All my love, angel,
Stella
Friday. Just read your letter and so am all sick in my heart at the moment. My thoughts are all confused at present but I do hope you get leave first. In case you don’t, take care of yourself darling and remember I shall be with you every moment. I shall be watching for a wire all day. No good debating all the possibilities now. Look after yourself, sweet.