16th June 1911
My dear little Juliet,
As Ethel was writing to you the beginning of the week, I thought I would put off my letter till later on, as you would enjoy them better separately. I was very glad to hear you were better on Sunday & hope you are quite well again now; are you taking your tonic regularly? Arthur said he had ordered you one & that you were to take it for some time. I expect you are all the better for the cooler weather, those very hot days were very trying. We are still longing for rain, the poor garden does look so dry & nothing grows any size; there were a few drops early this morning, but not enough to lay the dust.
We are expecting Edith Young this afternoon & Aunt Lottie also comes back from Bristol where she has been for two nights; she goes home next Tuesday. Cyril & George are coming on Wednesday, so will be able to help with the decorations for the Coronation. Next week we have got to make the pudding for the dinner, 100lbs! it will be a big job, but we can probably get a woman or two in to help.
How kind of Jack to take you to see the procession, have you got leave from Miss Lacey to go the night before? as of course you will have to make a very early start on Thursday to get to your places. I wonder how Arthur likes being in B’ham it seems strange to think of him there. This morning when Alice brought me my tea, your pussy walked in with her & jumped up on the bed & settled down on Father’s foot. Ever since his breakfast he has been asleep on Ethel’s bed; he generally walks in to her room or May’s early when he spends the night out.
Poor white pussie is very thin, I think I must give her some Cod liver oil.
How did you manage playing your pieces? I think you said it was this week you had to play. It is nearly post-time & I must stop.
With much love from us all, hoping to hear you are feeling quite well again
I am, darling
Your loving mother
Eugénie N Sladden