Leonard to the family:
Dear Alec June Susan and Carol
Many thanks for the budget of news received mid-day post today. Thick fog here this morning no doubt responsible for later delivery.
Yes weather on Sunday was very nice and so was it last Friday but Saturday was bad. Again yesterday morning more rain but from noon it was grand and today has been perfect. I think we have fared better than you in the main but the wind has really been bitterly cold.
Before we go any further we have been considering what to send Carol for her birthday. She has had enough books* for time being and surely she would not like another doll. We nearly fainted when we read Susan’s suggestions that Carol would like a tape recorder or a record player. Not bad for an eight-year-old. We hope you will not mind but we are going to send you – for her – an extra pound and would like June to get her what she wants up to a pound in value and put the other pound in bank for her.** We shall not be getting to Weston for a day or two as you will appreciate from later information and as post will be upset by the one-day strike we think it will be better on this occasion for Carol to choose her own present. Hope you will not mind.
Noted greenhouse now much better since the little bit of concreting was finished. Also noted bonfires in evidence at number 84. We too are busy burning up all the rubbish we can find and still it mounts up. No I should not have approached council for a porch or lean-to but the garage is a bit different.
A letter from Don this morning says Dr allowed him to get up last Saturday but he has to go very carefully for a while. Joan’e’s brother also improving and Dr now allows him to shave and wash himself. Yes very young to get thrombosis and usually it is one thing or the other – no half measures. He was one of the fortunate ones being attended to in time.
No more news about Ray Mogg but there is obviously something fishy about it.
Susan’s handwriting is excellent and her spelling very good for one so young. Her letters are very well thought out. Carol improving every letter she sends us and we are always pleased to have them. Incidentally Susan has suggested she would like for her birthday a gold frying-pan to put on her charm bracelet. Whatever is this? Is it something we can get locally?***
So Peter managed to use his car for the South Wales journey – just as well not having to buy a railway ticket.
So Jackson has not been near you for the attention required to your car. If it was me I should go elsewhere without further delay. No good dealing with people like that.
So sorry I tripped up over your dining room – had forgotten the walls were not papered. We have had another delay – to the cooker promised by Easter has not yet turned up and as soon as I can get to a telephone someone is going to know all about it. Am tied up at present but please read on.
By the way a letter from Geoff says they are having a Belling 60 cooker installed – gone one better than us. Perhaps we should have had a Belling 70 (if there is such a thing).

Hope your carpet turned up today as anticipated. When do you expect the serving hatch to be fitted? Hope we can see it on our visit.****
So you have been having another long-range go on the radio and improved your aerial facilities to pick up the stations. Most interesting.
Have now completed as much of the dismantling of the greenhouse as possible before taking out the glass and unbolted the sides and roof. This must now wait until garage up and occupied. Since last writing I’ve been hard at it to dig up the roots of the hedge running parallel to lawn with drive. A backbreaking job as huge excavations have to be made before the roots are loosened. In fact when the root is finally withdrawn from the earth the hole looks like a bomb crater. Have now got out about 10 and there are 25 to 30 to come out. Stan James let me a pinch bar (ex-Light Railway) and this helps once I’ve dug down far enough to get under the root. I found out that it is no good cutting the roots off – they will only shoot out again and even push up through concrete.
No further news of building development but I expect you saw in Mercury (specially marked) that Robinsons are advertising for various tradesmen to apply for jobs on the big building site – work to commence shortly. This firm then has its headquarters at Kenton. Am afraid they will hit the local builders for staff while they are in occupation. Looks as if a move will be made in the near future. Meanwhile we must get on with our own domestic rearrangements. Garden not touched yet and this is one item which will be neglected this season apart from putting in cabbage plants later.
What is Radio Caroline? Have not found this one so far. Is it beyond our range?
It is a question of real hard work again here now for the time being. Yesterday morning I went up to the Council Offices and asked them when I could expect a reply to my application for re-siting of garage. Saw the Assistant Surveyor – a very nice person – and he said it had not yet been dealt with by Council. I told him that was a mere formality and the Surveyor was the kingpin in the matter. He again looked at plan I submitted and gave me permission to go ahead. In the afternoon I got on with the uprooting of the hedge and at about 3:10 p.m. had had enough and went indoors where I had to change everything. I came downstairs at about 3:30 p.m. and heard a heavy lorry outside and sure enough it was the garage arrived and I had to then assist the unloading. It was 5:15 p.m. when we finished – had to carry every piece in from the road. One item alone was 111 concrete slabs and I got three in the barrow at any one time. The lorry man carried in as well. When he had gone I then had to find room in the already overcrowded shed for the woodwork – doors etc. – and finally finished up about 6 p.m. Saw Stan James at bellringing practice in the evening and told him I now had Council’s permission to erect and the garage was also on hand in umpteen pieces. He said he might be along today to start the job. However I went into garden at 9:00 a.m. and made another effort on the hedge roots and I had got two out (by10 a.m.) when Stan turned up.
The rest of day and up till 5:30 p.m. we sweating and toiled. First the hedge for about 25 feet had to be dug out and dragged down to field for burning. The loose earth had to be picked up and dumped – this was put on front garden where it is badly needed and Mum came out with rake and spread it around. Then some of my concrete paths outside present garage had to be broken up to provide hardcore for the base of new garage etc. etc. and so on throughout the day. When he went home at 5:30 pm the two long parallel boards were in position leaving me a gap to get car up tomorrow morning so that the two cross pieces can be put into position. Expecting the mixed concrete to arrive in afternoon so another very good day is in front of us. It is a long time since I have worked so hard for any length of time but the sooner it is done the better.
Now a little Interlude. When lorry arrived at 3:30 p.m. yesterday Heel was looking out over his front gate. Cornish was also out but dressed up in his Sunday suit. There was a brand new Austin 1100 with trade plates on outside Cornishes which he was looking at very closely inside and out. He never spoke or looked at me and presently got in passenger seat of car and went off in it. About an hour and a quarter later we were still unloading I spotted Cornish coming up the Avenue and he veered over to our side and came right alongside of lorry. The following conversation took place.
Cornish: Having a house built then?
Me: Yes I’m buying back one of the plots at bottom of field and building there and selling the present house.
Silence for some time. Then just as he was walking away I said ‘You did not break your neck this afternoon then?’
Cornish: No and I’m not likely to.
My guess was that he was out for a driving instruction and about to purchase a new car but Heel said this morning that he did not think this was in mind. In point of fact he said he did not think Cornish would get a license at all as he was over 70. We shall see. Today I saw Mr and Mrs Cornish off out together and Mum says that late this afternoon he was peering through his front garden hedge over here to see what was going on.
First impressions of the parts of garage are good and four spare slabs have been sent to allow for breakages. Some of the concrete posts I could not lift let alone carry but the lorry man soon had them inside garden gate. He had left London in the morning and dropped one garage (bigger than mine) at Whitchurch, Bristol and after leaving me had one for Bridgwater. He is a long distance lorry driver and hired by Thorns for this work. He is not on it always but only if it happens to be his turn. His firm is R. Sinfield of Droylesden. He himself lives at Woolwich.
Incidentally Mum was out while still this was going on and arrived home about 15 minutes after lorry had left. Timed very nicely.
You can imagine from the foregoing that we are up to our necks in it just now but good to think things are moving and we should be more or less normal by the time we come up to you.
Not a lot else to report. I saw the lad who met with the serious accident just before Christmas (lives in one of the quarry houses) on Sunday. He was in front garden watching his father rake over the garden. He can hardly walk and has great difficulty in speaking but the fact that he is home and able to get outdoors is something.
Down to bottom of page again. All our love to you both and lots of kisses for the girls. Mum and Dad.
*’Enough books’? What sort of alien concept is this? How can one ever have enough books?
**Interestingly this comes to roughly £50 in present-day terms, which is exactly what I send *my* grandchildren for their birthdays.
***I was madly in love with Pauline’s charm bracelet, on which she had a gold frying-pan. (Her friend Audrey had a charm which was a tiny little boxing ring with one fighter in green shorts and one in red, and there was a lever you pushed to make them move.) Anyway, I never *did* have a charm bracelet – I’m pretty sure the response would have been “You’ll only lose it!” – until eventually I inherited Pauline’s, complete with frying-pan!

****On reflection, I can understand why these dropped out of favour: they reinforce the notion that one person (usually the wife/mother) is doing all the preparation and everyone else is just consuming the food. Where food has to be carried from one room to another it’s far more usual for everyone to muck in and take something.