Alec to his parents:
Dear
Mum and Dad
With
the sound of rain hitting
the window ad Carol crying upstairs, I proceed, to knock out this
weeks missive. Thank you both for your letters which I will now
tackle. Yes Carol is certainly doing well, how she got on the table
is a mystery which I suppose will never be solved. We had a nice
drive with Delph and Roy, we went to Chorley Wood on the road to
Amersham and visited a pub and had a couple. The journey was very
nice as set off by going up Ruislip High St. and out that way. Coming
back we visited the Chalfonts, although which ones St Giles or St
Peter I could not say. (Nothing
to do with the beer.) The trip was o.k. but these stage—managed
jaunts are never the same as an impromptu trip out that you can
arrange on the spur of the moment when you feel like it.
You
will see that June has dealt with your point Christmas in her letter.
I think there is no question
that the best time to come to you at least for the Cbildrens sake is
in the Summer when they can hop around the garden, but in Winter when
they are penned to the house it is not so good.
Glad
you managed to pick so many Greengages – you lucky people. I am sure
they will make a most distinctive
wine, but that is perhaps another story.
I
am very sorry to learn that you both have had bad colds and that Dad
has been kept in bed as a result. There have been one or two round
the office and I have heard a sniffle or two but so far thank
goodness have not been caught by the bug. I hope you are both well
again now.
I
am very surprised to learn that your tomatoes are not ripening
quickly, I should have thought that with all the heat that you are
able to concentrate on them from above and below that they would
practically have jumped off the haulms. It seems that they have been
making good growth though as the breakage of one of the “boughs”
prooves. I am told that you should only have about four trusses on a
plant, but I am only an amateur.
Hope
you manage to get to Bournemouth next week and that the roads are
quiet. It seems that the Exeter by—pass has been under fire over
the past few weeks. It will be nice to be driven instead of driving.
I
gather that you are not altogether in favour with the taste of the
Cherry Wine but should wait a bit as the taste will probably change
out of all recognition in a few months. Black Currant has a peculiar
flavour which I should describe as “Sweet Medicine”. It is
probably due to having had a lot of Black currant when young to
prevent colds etc. I am surprised that you find it a proper mess
clearing up the jars etc. I must get June to give me a hand as it is
evidently a two hand job down your way.
Our
Gladioli are coming out one by one and a fine sight they make as they
are all different colours and I can see them as I type. Your “Hybrid
Gladiolus” certainly seems to be unique, you will have to enter
it in the Flower Show.
Now
on to Dads letter for any points missed. Re Rain, the rain that was
falling at the commencement of this letter has now ceased and was the
first for some-time. At least since I last wrote to you. It was not
much, but there is more to come by the look of the sky.
Yes
I expect you are both eager to hear about the girls as they are about
Grandma and Grandfi. You would be amazed at the progress that Carol
has made in the last few days. She trots around with some assurance
now and this morning she walked all the way down to The
Fairway. She spends all her time on her feet and is forever opening
cupboard doors and removing the contents. The girls have taught her
Ring a ring a roses and have danced it with her and she says ring
ring rosy. This morning I said it to her and she stuck her head to
one side and danced sideways around in a circle all oh her own then
reversed and sat down in the middle looking as pleased as punch. She
can say Uncle, Aunty, Suso, Bye—bye Dear, Get Down, ‘Allo, Birdy,
Bow—wow, Tristine, Spoon, and many others. She joins in the
conversation and comes
out with some very funny remarks. Susan of course is as buoyant,as
ever and goes from crisis to crisis. She at least leaves the flowers
alone but her place at that has been taken by Carol who has taken all
the blooms off the Musk and uprooted a couple of the
Mesembryanthemums. The latter I planted again in moist earth kept in
the shed and keep the base well watered and the blooms come out every
day with the arrival of the sun. The rest are a bit of a failure.
Thanks
for the Church Magazines, we omitted to get one for Susan, or if we
did get one I have forgotten it.
Yes
the boys certainly dislike the “expences” arrangements. On
Friday John Welchman was sent over to Transport House on a
semi-official visit (instructed by Baynton-Hughes) to see Coldrick
the Line Secretary of the T.S.S.A. about the matter. Unfortunately he
was away on leave and a deputy saw Welchman. This individual had no
doubt in saying that the Union would not take the matter up on their
behalf as they had no leg to stand on. He pointed out that we have
all been on to a very good thing and should be thankful. The proper
reply.
Rain
now very heavy again.
Re
garden I have cleared out the bottom right hand corner this week end
and have laid the foundations for two paths one parallel to the main
path and against the wire adjoining the “Benns”, and the
other cross-wise linking the two paths right bang up against the wire
trellis which has the Honeysuckle. I have moved all the earth and
rubble over into the centre and June assisted, by having one bonfire
in the middle to clear up some of the twigs and garden cuttings and
refuse that had been allowed to accumulate there. The old kiln has
been folded up and placed at the bottom of one of the proposed new
paths. All the broken glass from the shed has been placed under the
hard core, and I have taken up the top surface of that concrete slab
that was under the Summer House. All of the latter is now in position
as hard core. The shuttering has been laid and all I want is some
cement preferably ready mixed. I expect I shall leave it for a week
or two to accumulate a few more stones and pebbles before coming to a
decision whether to buy the ready mixed or do it myself. Of course I
have had to shut this part of the garden off from the children
because they were making tracks there like a couple of prospectors in
the Gold Rush. This arrangement when finished will level up that part
of the garden to the height of the main path, and will only leave me
the sector of the old lawn to level up.
Your
Elderberry certainly kills the wasps. Don’t throw away the formula
as I am thinking of sending it to the Smallholder as a sure fire
wasps trap.
Note
the “Frames” are now in position. What were the snags? Note
also screen for Roses. This should be quite an attractive asset to
the garden.
I
had a go at budding a rose to-day. The old Dog Rambler that I
transplanted to the bottom of the garden has made a vigorous growth
so I took a bud from Doug’s Pink rose and set it in accordance with
accepted practice then took another from the half-standard out the
front and set that one slightly lower. Either
rose will be worth having but know there is many
a slip etc.
Bought Carol a Premium Bond with the Money that Don gave her for her Christening present. Thought it was worthwhile. They both have one now.* Have not told Don as he may or may not approve, it being a matter of opinion.
Why
not arrange to take people over the house next door. You could do a
conducted tour and then take the hat round.
Bottled
my Parsnip Wine 28/2/59 to-day and gave bottles left and right to
neighbours. They seem to approve so it is not all waste of time I
suppose.
I
have cleared one of your bottles of apple and am now in the process
of drinking
it. It tastes quite good but I am sure it would improve with keeping
which I intend to do to the other two bottles. My Apricot still
sealed in the gallon Jar looks a nice colour but have not opened it
to taste.
Well
there it is for this week, hope you are able to ward off those
wretched colds. Thanks for Susan’s letter.
Love from us all.
*Sixty years later I’ve still got mine. Just the one. I update the address and check the thing occasionally, but in sixty years I’ve never had a penny out of it.