Sunday 29th November, 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad

Many thanks for Dads letter duly to hand. Very sorry to learn that Mums cold is not much better. Hope that by she will have shaken off the worst of it, and on the mend. I cannot recall so many colds on the chest reported as there are this year. Christine has had one for a long time and has so much flem ( phlegm) that it has made her quite ill. She had to present the boquet at the Methodist Church Christmas Fair. She was picked from all the Brownies. She did it all right apparently although we were not there to see.

A bad day to-day, poured, did not go out myself but June took Susan to the Sunday School and collected her again. Not worth getting the car out as only at the bottom of the road. It seems have been a special service to-day as all the children were issued with some sort of musical instrument to play during a Christmas Carol and they gave Susan a hand-bell. June said she never heard such a row.* Told Susan that Grandad would be pleased to hear she was a bell-ringer.

As you will learn from Junes letter we sprang one on Geoff yesterday. Went into Harrow for shopping purposes and found a suitable car park. Bought a map to find way back as did not fancy right hand turn across two rows of traffic out of car park. We estimated our position on map and planned route accordingly. Unfort­unately we were not quite where we thought we were and found our planned route was taking us into Pinner. To avoid this I tuned into Headstone Lane and decided to look in on Geoff as we were passing the door. He was very surprised to see us, and had not heard that we had got car.

Manning, one of the four special Bs has got an out of category Job at Euston, I think it is in Work Study. There is a bit of weeding etc going on. This reduces the field, and benefits me in that he was the In Situ Freight Man. Next move in the Paddington Parcels census is to code the information received in order for to be fed into Electronic Computer. The answers we expect to from it will tell us the following. Number of parcels (a) Received at hourly intervals throughout the seventy-two hours. (b) Ditto from all the Region subdivided into areas. ( c ) Ditto to all the other London Termini and – in the case of Paddington – delivery rounds. ( d) Combination of (b) and (c). 4) Ditto by train titles. (f) Delay involved in getting traffic from trains to Parcels Office for sorting. (g) Delay in getting ditto from P.O. to public. There are 101 useful or interesting statistics to be obtained from the facts available. What follows that largely depends on the stats. produced.

Shed still standing. Will not be able to build combined shed and garage as you suggest as I understand use of wood is illegal for garages. Shall buy a pre-fab concrete garage in due course. He [presumably Doug] would have liked garage with up-and-over door, but thought it would be far too noisy if made of aluminium. Chap next door to him has one but his is made of asbestos and is very noisy. I like the design of the Whittlesea door. It should be quieter in operation. Found Carol on front room window sill two or three times yesterday. Had to take table away. Heard that Bill Hodge retired last week.

I suppose you try a drop of the Sloe wine when you have to reduce quantity. Very glad to hear that Dad passed as fit by Doctor and next interview not for four months. Hope for better news of Mum soon. Glad to have some apples from you. Of course the kids like eaters but as you have none available will accept anything you care to send. It would be a good idea to wait till I come down then could take them back myself. Children still progressing. Carol sings part of Baby Bunting and is a proper pickle. Susan gets more independent every day. Will do anything except what she is told to do. Enclosed is a sample of Susans drawing. Fortunately the supply of scrap is practically inexhaustible. Well all the best for now, more next time.

Love from June, Susan, Carol and Alec

*Alec’s inability to say anything nice about his children will become a theme. They are always a nuisance, an imposition, a trial, and getting in the way of things he wants to do. He didn’t want children in the first place and never learned to take any pleasure in them; they were just what June wanted, and part of the price of being married to her.

Wednesday 25th November, 1959

Leonard to the family, once again on the reverse of Timetable 179, Leamington Spa, Stratford-upon-Avon, Bormingham, Stourbridge Junction, Kidderminster, Bewdley, Dudley, Wolverhampton and Wellington:

Dear Alec June Susan & Carol

Many thanks for letter received on Tuesday but sorry to hear about the colds and hope you are much better now. As you say quite a lot of people are suffering from the same complaint and mum is one of them. She has had and still has a rather nasty one making her cough a lot but it is certainly better than it was a few days ago. Pity you had to do a spell of night duty at that particular time but unfortunately it frequently happens that way. Note the special census you were doing at Paddington – what is next more in connection with the information obtained? Glad to hear you have mended a few things on car but that steering should be looked at by a proper mechanic. Noted you are getting expert at demolition work at least as far as the shed is concerned. You will have to tackle the problem of building a combined shed & garage further down the garden. So Mr Grey has bought a new one then – pity it was such a shocking day for its erection. The latest idea of course is to have one with a door that swings up and over – so much better than the old method of double closing doors like mine. You must be getting used to driving again by this time.

We shall be very pleased to see you if you can get down for a short weekend Alec and only wish it were possible for you all to come but we quite understand the position and it is no pleasure for the children travelling at this time of year when they are so young. Susan up to her nonsense again and now teaching Carol – a lively couple I’m sure – you must have eyes and ears all round you. Anyhow they are both growing up.

A letter from Geoff this week says Rebecca is being confirmed on Monday next the 30th. It is her birthday on Dec. 4th and we think she will be 13.

Note your pantry now in bedroom (sounds a bit Irish) and serving a useful purpose. Shall be looking forward to a taste of the Carrot Whisky in due course – have not tackled that one myself yet. The slow wine (now in greenhouse) is still working fast and about once a week I have run a drop off into a bottle or the wine would be up into fermentation lock. This is the stuff I told you consists of only sloes and sugar and I think it is going to be good.

Very nice of June’s Mum and Dad enquiring of us – please remember us to them next time you see them and we hope they are keeping as well as possible during this spell of rainy weather.

Yes Clevedon AFC have done very well again this season and I notice they are home to Ilford next round.*

Mum and I motored to Clifton Bristol on Monday where I saw the surgeon in the afternoon. He gave me a good examination and said everything going on alright. Said he would like to see me once more in four months‘ time. So far as I’m concerned I feel fine and have been busy again on garden and in garage. Yesterday morning I put in 18 currant bushes (6 each red, white and black) that arrived about 9.30 a.m. – the holes had been prepared before I went into Hospital. This morning have given the garage a good clean up. What about apples? Should like to get some up to you somehow. Is it possible to repeat arrangement we made for plums and is your office number still Paddington 29? We only have cookers left (except Jersey Beauty and these are very hard until about February or March – can then be used for cooking or eating), but they would come in useful. The eaters were a small crop this time and turned bad very quickly. Could send on some Jersey Beauty – Lanes Prince Albert and/or Bramley Seedlings. [sic]

Have a nice show of Chrysanths in greenhouse and sold one or two bunches – also sold nice lot of cooking apples.

No don;t bring any old trousers down with you Alec – no heavy jobs outstanding at present but there will be plenty later on as you will be able to see – perhaps next time we come to Ruislip I had better bring my old clothes & help put up garage – or remove wreck of shed.

No more now – Mum will write later on and give you more news.

Cheerio for now – lots of kisses for our two little darlings.

Dad & Mum

*It looks as if they may have beaten Ilford, as their website records. They played at the time on a site at Teignmouth Road, which was their home from 1949 to 1992, and now – renamed Clevedon Town – have their own purpose-built stadium with a capacity of 3500, 300 seated.

Sunday 22nd November, 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad

Hope you are both keeping wall in this uncertain weather. We seem to be getting everything from fogs to gales , Thunder and Lightening and hevy and continuous rain. (Spelling seems all haywire to-night,- perhaps due to lack of practice) As you know have just finished a spell of nights. Only three twelve hour nights were involved but they came at a bad time as I had a very heavy cold. We all have had them, beginning with the children. This time they are down on the cheat, and this seems to be the fashion as most people have coughs and sore throats.

We took a census of the parcels traffic arriving by train at Paddington and this involved counting each parcel and taking details of every fifth. To do this we had three teams of two men in the parcels office to watch the “Benchmen” unload them from the trolleys and sort, and three men on the station labelling up the trolleys with the correct train titles ( from which they were originally unloaded) In three complete days we had about 33,000 parcels and full details of about 6,600. This coming week we are doing the same for the outwards parcels but in this ease a great deal of the information wanted is already available to the Parcels Department through existing records.

Car going well. Have mended the trafficators. Fitted new boot lock. Mended main door lock, and tightened up the steering. The car is so tight a fit in the space provided outside back door that I have already pushed in the front of the shed a couple of times. Solution is to go inside the shed and kick it out again. Not much room left in shed now as you may imagine.

Dougs new garage arrived last Saturday and we put it up. It arrived during a heavy shower of rain at lunch time and we were both soaked. We spent all Saturday and a lot of Sunday getting it up. My cold started to come on Sunday morning so did not do a lot outside on that day. He has got an aluminium on steel framing type garage. The sides and ends are pre-fabricated and only require bolting together there are three trusses, the two end ones boing formed by the end sections. We had a bit of a job getting the doors to swing level and clear of the ground but eventually got them right. He paid about fifty pounds for it but it resembles more of a barn or cow-shed. We do not favour that particular type ourselves but must admit it is simple to erect and serves the purpose.

We went over to Ealing again on Friday in the car for June to do a little shopping and to-day we went to West Drayton to see the folks They asked after you both and hoped that you were both well. Carol was a bit shy and has been very crotchety since returning but is now asleep. Heard a noise a few nights ago and went up to investigate to find Susan attired in a pair of Junes shoes and sitting on top of the stairs. Have put the pantry up again in small back bedroom. It is now next to the airing cupboard and between it and the door. The top section is being used for wine affairs and the lower for coats cases etc. The wood is in quite good condition but the colour is a bit out. Can rectify that when room next decorated.

Talking about wine have had a go at Noel Whitcombs Carrot Whisky. Have made half gallon and hare varied the ingredients as follows. In lieu of wheat have put about ¼lb of pearl barley, and in lieu of handful of raisins have used sultanas. Must admit the whole concoction smells super.

Failing any other objections, I hope to come down to see you for the week-end of December 12th. If you have got any heavy jobs you want done and are putting aside for later attention if you will let me know I can pack old trousers etc. Susan did not go to Sunday school last week because of her cold but she went again this afternoon. She has been very naughty lately and Carol is getting to be as bad. They are a couple of dears though. See that Clevedon has got through to first round of amateur cup again. How do they do it. Well thats all for now. Thanks for your letters. More anon. Love from June, Susan Carol and Alec

Monday 9th November, 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad

Thank you for your letters, sorry for the delay in sending my reply. Glad to bear that the kitchen is complete at last and that Landlord and Landlady both getting on very well. Assume Devonia will now be classified as one of the Stately Homes of England and that you will now charge admittance to the populace on Sundays. With the new view of the lawn it must, be very posh. I expect you will want to start rearranging the bushes etc to improve the view. Should go steady on the work though although you may feel better each day. Should not think there can be much wrong with driving the car doubt whether that can impose much of a strain. By now you will have had the Dr.s report, and shall be interested to hear it.

We are getting out of the mess of alterations to kitchen, fence and shed. I have finished the kitchen all but the shouting. It is all filled in and painted and waiting the gas people to come and move the stove so that I can start on the other end. Doug and I re-aligned the shed and fence last weekend so that can keep children one side and the car the other. The shed has been cut back to half its length and has to function like that for the time being. We now have a fence which runs from the front of shed for about two feet in the direction of the Benns and then turns 90 degrees and runs to the edge of the coal bunker that is nearest to the Grays. A high door links the coal bunker to the house.

We went to Ealing in the car on Saturday, it was not a very good day the fog was patchy. The steering is a bit loose but have mended the trafficators.

Racked off the plum wine yesterday. It tastes super. There is a warmth about it that is striking. Have about ten pints of apple which is going on very nicely. You have a good opportunity to make some more yourself until able to resume heavy gardening.

Susan again went to Sunday School this week but you cant get much out of her. She enjoyed Bonfire night as she was allowed to see the big Bonfire in the field and went next door to share Janets sparklers etc. As I was working late I was unable to be home that night before she went to bed but we had our small display the next night and Christine and Janet came and shared Susan’s fireworks. Carol continues to make good progress. June put her back into Susans room a couple of nights ago and she seemed to have no objections. I have to work nights again next week and probably the week after but they do not come round very often so cant complain.

They still have not filled the Assistant D.O.S. job at Paddington. The equivalent job in the Birmingham District was filled by the S.M. Wolverhampton whose job Don* is reputed to have applied for. It has poured with rain all day to-day but we can still do with the water I suppose. Pulled up the Dahlias yesterday and for the moment have put them in the shed. Shall have to dry them off and keep indoors away from frost. Well hope you are both keeping fit. More next time. Love from us all.

(not signed)

*If the reference is to Donald Atkins, Leonard’s brother – which seems likely – this is very surprising; he was getting towards the end of his time with the railway and the upheaval of moving from Somerset to Wolverhampton would have been formidable. Whatever the truth of this rumour, anyway, Don stayed where he was at Athelney and was probably a great deal happier for it.

Thursday 30th October, 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad,

I am writing this letter to Clevedon only on the assumption that will have been let loose by the time of its arrival. Please let me know if there is any delay in release.

Thank you both for your letters received since I last wrote. Glad to know that Dad is going along fine although somewhat handicapped. I note that the news leaked out in Bristol, but so far I have not heard of any similar leak this end although many people ask after Dad from time to time.

We had a proper fandango last Sunday. On the previous day Peter drove Pauline over in his new car after fetching June and Susan over to West Drayton. Apparently he asked June if she thought I would be interested in having his old car for round about the price he paid for it. Of course she said she would consult me but that it sounded too good an opportunity to miss in view of the condition of the car. I was asked if I was interested but would not give him an answer until I had had an opportunity to discuss it. We made up our minds to have it over night and next day I telephoned him to say so, but he was out. When he returned he said he had sold it and was delivering the car that afternoon. Mr Baker and he then got their heads together and put the sale into reverse. I got the tip that the car was ours and then got Doug to give me a hand to get the fence down so that car could get in. We had just finished when up comes Peter and two friends in two cars. Of course the darn thing was too big to go in clear of Doug’s runway. There then ensued a discussion as to whether it would be best to move the coal bunker or take shed down. We settled for taking front and part of one side off the shed. By so doing have got it cross-ways with front wheels on small lawn in front of shed and rear wheels on concrete apron in front of the place where shed door was. The fence has been temporarily rebuilt round it to keep children in. Considering the age (1939) it is in very good condition. It has a reconditioned radiator, three reconditioned tyres, and one fairly new. One new inner tube, complete heater awaiting fixing, brakes recently adjusted, two new brake hoses, lighting system overhauled, new front wheel bearings. The make is Vauxhall, is twelve h.p. grey, new inner roof lining, good upholstery and carpet. The engine is in very good nick and so is the battery. Despite all the rain and the fact that it has been standing idle all the week I have been able to start with the starter on about the second or third attempt each day. Defects are, doors which cannot be looked, windows that slip down without being wedged, and trafficators that do not work. When I can get round to it, I think I may be able to do some of those jobs myself.

Kitchen still progressing. As you know with the removal of the pantry a large gap had to be filled in the plaster. I have done so and sanded it down and have since filled in some remaining irregularities in the surface. I hope to sand these down on Friday night or Saturday and put on the primer at once. Given sufficient time to dry I shall then ( I hope ) start putting on the undercoat. The kitchen dries fairly quickly so there should not be too much delay between coats. I have to take up Dahlias soon but don’t know when I shall find time to do that. Shed will have to be rebuilt and some concreting done also new design of fence erected so that I can run in easily. I don’t intend to get garage just yet but hope to stand the vehicle in front of the shed which will be repositioned about ten feet to the rear of present site. Sorry to learn that your kitchen arrangements still holding fire. Should have thought they would have finished by now. Are they part time only?

Not much news about Susan’s Sunday School last week, we were really too busy to listen*. Carol says Cheerio mornings now. Susan says that when she has grown into a big girl she will have a big Grey car like Daddy and Uncle Eric. She has been out kissing the sidelights. Well that is all for now, more next time.

Love to you both from June, Susan, Carol and Alec

*Well, what does that tell you?

Wednesday 21 October 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad

Thank you both for your letters duly received. Glad to hear Dad getting on well, and that stitches came out without any trouble. Nice to be able to watch proceedings. Good job the food is first class, nothing like spending time in hospital with a poor appetite or poor fare. Dont worry about spelling I hit so many wrong keys and doubles that it just does not matter. Communication is not just a matter of correct spelling.* I hope Mother is making a note of your new eating habits and is laying in a stock of tongue, Spaggheti, Prunes etc. You must be very high up where you are. I imagine you to be very close to the turning off to go over suspension bridge. The names of the roads mean nothing to me ( except that of Park St which I know to originate at the Tramway Centre ) I agree that the course you followed in getting your op done in Private Hospital is the best. There is no question that it is best to have these things done at times and conditions of your own choosing rather than have to wait about maybe for months. Crabb who is the Assistant Regional Treasurer Euston, and who lives in the Fairway, told me that back last Spring he had got his name on the list to go into Mount Vernon Hospital for the same op. He cancelled his holidays in case he was called and had to forfeit any money he had deposited. I saw him a day or two ago and he is still waiting. I know that Fifty Quid is a substantial sum to you in your retired state, but it occurs to me that the amount is extremely reasonable. Before the War I am sure that the charge would have proportionately higher. I am afraid I have to report that both Susan and Carol have caught colds again. Susans I am sure is due to running round in the-mornings and getting out of bed etc.** She has been repeatedly warned about this and scolded but to little effect. June took her down to Sunday School again this last Sunday, and Carol and I went to meet her. When I noticed all the others coming out I went in to collect her. They had given her a nice little bunch of flowers wrapped up in newspaper. She came out dangling these. Since her return June had to play the piano for her so that she could sing ‘Amen’ when it stopped. She said we all walked round the room and put our pennies in the box. She was singing snatches of ‘All things bright and beautiful’ so some of it is going in and sticking. Forgot to tell you that as result of my razor going out of action had to go back to the old steam razor. Of course I left it on Bathroom Window. During the day Susan was sent up to wash her hands and as she had been gone some time and things rather too quiet, June crept up to see what she was up to. She was only shaving with the razor and had nicked herself in a couple of places on the chin. Blood was streaming down her chin on to cardigan. No damage done of course but just shews what she gets up to. Note your wishes re location.Had a chat with Peter Morris to-day, met him quite by accident. He is looking a bit drawn and haggard, and I formed the impression that it has shaken him up very much. He tells me that he is enjoying the “Gentlemen’s Hours”. Mothers drawing of Grandad in Hospital – very good. Note bowl of grapes at left elbow. It sounds nice to have sink unit and fridge, especially if you say it quick but believe meit will have to be a gradual process. First job is to transfer the gas cooker then we will consider what next to do. Mum will be pleased when all the work is finished, and I am sure the result will justify any temporary inconvenience. As kitchen now has fine view, why not swap kitchen and dining room over – make a change. Junes Mums birthday to-day. They are both keeping pretty well. June still knitting. Norman Thorne had his interview with Briant to-day (after Annual Leave) and is reported to have said “He does not want an Assistant he wants a new Head of Passenger Train Section”. Well there it is for now. Hope you are both as well as the circumstances allow. Love from June, Susan, Carol and Alec

*Nice to know! After years of proof-reading and editing other people’s work I don’t take the same relaxed attitude, however, and it’s a real struggle sometimes not to correct Alec’s dodgy spelling and punctuation. Considering how strict he was over such matters when we were children, there is more than a touch of ‘do as I say, not as I do’ here … i.e. one rule for him, and one for everyone else.

**Yes, I’m sure it’s medically attested that waking up early and getting out of bed is the cause of disease. In fact if everybody stayed in bed all day we’d all be healthier. This goes along with the rubbish about never sitting on the seat in a public toilet (“you can catch nasty diseases that way”) and never allowing a dog to lick your face. If Alec and June had spent more time worrying about things that mattered and less time worrying about things that didn’t – including what the neighbours would say and whether reading ‘boys’ books’ would make one grow up ‘peculiar’ – their lives, and the lives of their children, might have been a lot happier.

Tuesday 20th October, 1959

Leonard (writing from hospital) to the family:

Dear Alec, June, Susan & Carol

Thank you both for your newsy letters received this morning. Am glad to say I’m going on satisfactorily and the steel clips (stitches) twelve of them were taken out yesterday evening. I did not feel one of them although was able to see every withdrawal. Sorry if it was a bit of a shock to you but as I mentioned before did not want to add to your worries unnecessarily. The timing of the operation was planned to suit all circumstances including state of garden but naturally I am glad it is over although now-a-days no-one should have the least fear of such occasions. They have been operating daily since I’ve been here from morning until night seven days a week and apparently this is normal working. Have seen no evidence of Work Study except in the fact that someone is always waiting to be taken into operating theatre as previous victim comes out. The food continues to be magnificent and I’ve a job to put it all away. For the 6.0 p.m. meal Monday I had a whole fried fish and spaggheti* (?spelling [sic]) with bread and butter, a pot of coffee followed by a full dish of cornflower and another of prunes. Then they came round and asked if we wanted anymore. What a life! This hospital is right on top of Park Street – actually beyond Park St running into beginning of Jacobs Wells Road on the left hand side – a really fine place. It is a private hospital of course but surgeons fee will be 30 guineas and cost of food and attention in hospital something like 10 guineas per week.** For me this is a much more satisfactory arrangement than waiting anything from three to four months to get into Clevedon Cottage Hospital and then probably being called in at a time when it would interfere with other arrangements.

Delighted to hear of Susan & Carol’s doings it is obvious Carol has made great strides since you were at Clevedon in the summer and fancy Susan off to Sunday School. So glad you are continuing to get better nights even if Carol is in your room. Sleep is so beneficial to everybody – can do a day’s work much better than after a sleepless night. The children’s outdoor activities will be gradually curtailed now with the approach of Winter but they have had a very long Summer and must be the better for it. You did not say how Jun’es Mum & dad were getting on. I do hope they are both improving.

Yes we had a very rough night here on Friday and one of the occupants of the ward had to get out and put a plug in the window sash and close one of the others. I wondered at the time if the tops of my garden frames might be damaged but Mum – when she came on Sunday – said they were alright. Mr Cornish had been over and closed them.

Note you had a little difficulty with your cementing – query was mixture in right proportions – you must put some sand with the cement to bind it about 1 part cement to 3 parts of sand is a good mix.

The point about keeping my presence here quiet is that once it is known at Temple Meads I shall have plenty of visitors. This is very nice I know but it can be overdone. Mum will be in again at 11.0 a.m. this morning and will post this for me.

Well I think this is the lot for now.

All the best and once again many thanks for all your kind wishes – shall be here for remainder of the week at least.

Lots of kisses for dear little Susan & Carol.

Dad

*Fish and spaghetti sounds like an awful combination. Towards the end of her life June, when her dementia was already advanced, cooked herself a meal of fish, cauliflower and spaghetti which still makes me want to retch to think about it now – but we thought it was a product of her confusion rather than something which actually had a precedent. As the male half of Jenkins and Jenkins said at the time, “Does your mother realise that spaghetti is not a vegetable?” We speculated that she might originally have been taken in by the famous BBC ‘Spaghetti Tree’ hoax, which of course played on the general lack of sophistication of the British at the time concerning ‘foreign food’.

**Let’s say Leonard stayed in hospital for two weeks, which seems about right. This would bring the entire cost of his treatment and care to 50 guineas, which would be the equivalent of about £1200 in 2019. However the clearest cost figures I can obtain for a similar procedure in the present day (given that I do not know the precise details of his condition) would be about double that – and would actually include only one night in the hospital.

Monday 19th October 1959

Eva to the family:

Dear Alec June Susan & Carol

Many thanks for the letter. Glad to say dad is going on satisfactorily but don’t know when he is coming out. He was to have had the stitches out on either Sunday night or this morning. It is a nice hospital but a drag to get up there it is on Brandon Hill in Upper Byron Place makes me puff.

It would be far better to come down when he is out; no point in going to the hospital as its nothing serious.

So you are having a sink unit & fridge* very nice too. After the mess we have had & still have I began to wish it had never been started but it looks much better & bigger. It was to have been 3ft longer but my guess is that it’s more than that a lovely big window taking in all the garden opposite & through the side to the lawn. They had a job with the sink unit though were here until 10.30 Friday and 9.30 Saturday, haven’t seen them today yet. What remains to be done is painting & tiling. I have a strip light over sink as the one light would not be sufficient.

We had a terrible gale here Saturday night. We are all right but next door (empty) house shed roofing came off in strips. It will disappear altogether one day if they don’t live in it.

Glad you are all feeling better, can breath with this colder air & its much colder.

I expect you have also hear from Dad so I will finish now as have some more to do. Has June finished her knitting yet?

Love from us all,

From Mum

*At this time neither of my grandmothers had a fridge; they both had pantries/larders and the old-style tin kitchen cabinets in which dry goods were stored. It’s easy to forget, from our relatively privileged modern position of being able to stock up our fridges and freezers and always have something in reserve, what a treadmill it was for housewives to keep the family fed in earlier times. June’s mother lived among shops and could easily go out every morning for meat, bread, vegetables and other perishables; June had a long walk, which included going up and over a hill (so literally ‘up hill both ways’) to the Fine Fare supermarket – there was no bus service – and had to carry everything back herself until she caved in and bought a trolley. Some tradesmen did deliver, but you still had to go down to their shop and choose your goods in person and they would bring them round to you later in the day. Buying a fridge, although it was a big-ticket item and still fairly uncommon, would have made a huge difference to her life. And people who paid out huge sums of money for ‘deep freezes’ and drove out to farms to buy ‘half a cow’ were as legendary to us as nineteenth century polar explorers; they were at the forefront of something that was seen as wildly exciting and adventurous at the time, but which has now become far more commonplace. Sixty years can bring an awful lot of changes, not just for individuals but also for the world.

Sunday 18 October 1959

Alec to his parents:

Dear Mum and Dad

Dads letter received on Saturday morning, for which many thanks. Obviously patient doing rather well. June and I debated whether to ring up Mum on Wednesday night after receipt of letter and decided against it in view of Mums difficulty with telephone*. We were a little disgusted when Stella rang up to say she had telephoned to find out the news. I told her the circumstances and she knows how we feel about it. However the news she gave us was very encouraging and Dads letter of 16th has done much to reassure us. I am not surprised to learn that you are weak on the pins, what does surprise me is the fact that you are allowed to use them. It certainly seems to have been a long and considerable operation but I am sure that the feeling of relief that it is over will help you to put up with the minor irritations that you may be experiencing now. Glad to hear that you have good food and plenty of it, June is quite envious as Hillingdon compares most unfavourably. By the way where is St Mary’s? Can’t say I have heard of that one before. In response to your express wish not to tell anyone (letter to Geoff) I have avoided making my enquiries through Bristol Office and have told no one this end. I thought Peter Morris might have liked to know, but have so far not said anything. It remains to be seen whether someone else can also keep quiet. Will await your further comments on this point, as said before we all have got rid of colds except the snuffles and nights are much better now but we still have Carol in with us. The next crisis will take place when we try to put her elsewhere. Carol is getting to be quite a little Madam now. She can collect the paper and letters and in fact picked up Dads letter on Saturday morn. At the moment she is shouting something to me through the French Windows. Christine and Susan are playing on the swing. The gale in the night was very severe. We had to get up at three to close window. Not a lot of damage in garden as not much left to spoil. The Chrysants, which were staked, are all right but the last remnants of the Dahlias have blown over. The grass and weeds now starting to grow again but it will be a while before some of the bare patches are grown over. I expect that you heard the wind and rain as it was supposed to be very severe in the west. At the moment the sun is shining and there is plenty of blue sky and white cloud. It is a little cooler but the air feels fresh and bracing. Susan looking forward to going to Sunday School this afternoon, has been asking all the week if it was Sunday. I hope workmen have at last finished your kitchen. Workman this end still has a number of jobs to do, put in a concrete Window Sill over cavity brick wall ( window was formerly inside pantry). Having no sand, I made a neat solution of cement and water and laid it in position. The cavity I covered with a piece of Lino cut to size. Unfortunately as the cement dried it cracked clean across in one place and although I kept patching this crack and keeping the surface dampened it would persist in appearing it the same place. The two portions have now set hard and form a reasonable window sill but the crack rather spoils it. I think that perhaps a drying draught may have come upwards through the cavity wall and dried out that particular spot before the rest. Carol now arrived on the scene and wants to do some typing. She is hanging on to my left arm so dont be surprised at results. Have rubbed down the plaster we put in last week end and filled in some obvious holes with polyfiller. This will require some more sanding then should be ready to apply primer and paint next week end . This will lave to be done before the gas stove can be moved. When that has been moved I can then start on the other corner. Did I tell you that the site on the corner of Queens Walk and Whitby Road has been acquired for St Andrews Lutheran Church**. This is to be built within the next year. Seems as though they move faster than the other people. French Marigolds still in full flower. They really are a good buy. Of course when kitchen came down that meant a lot more junk to be found room for in shed. Have got a lot of good wood out of the deal but it has meant that shed had to have another spring clean to accommodate it. The whole of the door frame and door is there intact. Are you in a Private Room or in a ward? Is there radio or T.V. available? The Hospitals are going more and more for Work Study, if you see any evidence you might let me know. One of our former staff has transferred to that side of things. Had anything on the Pools this year yet. Have you had any luck or have you not bothered either? Well that is all for now other than to hope that you are both progressing favourably. Have sent copy of his letter to both addresses. Would like to hear how Mother is getting on at Clevedon and news from that end. Love from Alec.

*Eva was very deaf and used a series of hearing aids with varying degrees of success. She was often to be seen fumbling down the front of her dress to adjust volume control, for example, and there would sometimes be unearthly squeals from the device as it picked up some extraneous signal from elsewhere – hence Alec’s remark in one letter about it potentially interfering with the TV signal. Karma got him in the end; the deafness turned out to be hereditary, but by then the design of hearing aids had developed considerably and there was less comedic potential to be had.

**St Andrews clearly still supports a thriving community.

Friday 16th October 1959

Leonard to the family:

Dear Alec June Susan & Carol

Sorry Mother had to give you such a surprise this week but glad to let you know am progressing satisfactorily and sitting out this morning and should improve daily now. But weak on my pins at the moment. Am told it was a big job and that I had been lucky to get away with it for such a long time without trouble. The surgeon is well known in West of England and regarded as a very clever man at his job. I wrote Mum yesterday and she is coming in this morning & will take this letter to post.

I was in operating theatre [one and a half] hours and apparently took another [four and a half] hours to come round & this was on Wednesday but I was ready for food again lunchtime Thursday. The food is marvellous and plenty of it. For supper at 6.0 p.m. on two days we had:- 3 pieces bread, big roll butter, full plate of tongue lettuce tomatoes boiled egg sliced – pot of coffee (enough for two cups) followed by full dish of rice pudding and another of tinned fruit. At 9.0 p.m. can have Horlicks Ovaltine Bovril or tea and then at 6.0 a.m. cup of tea and breakfast 9.0 a.m. Lunch at 12.0 noon. The staff are very kind and most efficient. I may be here ten days to a fortnight then must take it easy for a few weeks fortunately gardening up to date including trenches dug for broad beans.*

Hope you are getting some better nights now with the children and by the way if you are thinking of paying a flying visit to me here – don’t. Everything is going on alright and you have quite enough to do at home.** Very sorry to hear you had such colds and hope better now.

No more for time being. All the best from

Dad

P.S. Lots of kisses for Susan & Carol.

*Attentive readers will recollect that he had been digging out for new paths etc. only a few weeks earlier, yet apparently had been nursing this hernia for decades. The man was a pretty tough cookie IMHO, which no doubt explains why he could never understand (or tolerate) weakness in others.

**Not sure what he was supposed to be doing at home. Alec made sure he didn’t know how the Hoover worked, was never seen operating the washing machine or ironing, didn’t make beds or clean the bathroom – and you could count the number of times he cooked a meal on the fingers of one foot. He would bring coal in, chop wood, do gardening and (later) drive, but otherwise his contribution to the household was lighting fires and boiling the occasional kettle. Even on shopping expeditions he would not go into the shop but would wait outside in the car, usually reading a magazine or fiddling with his ham radio, and he would often complain that it had taken longer than expected. Alec was definitively not a team player at any stage of his existence.