12th July 1911
My dear little Juliet,
You shall not have to wait quite so long for your letter this time, but really when we have visitors it is difficult to do one’s correspondence & this hot weather the evening’s are mostly spent in the garden.
Mrs Burrows came to stay last Friday & stayed till Tuesday morning, I was so pleased to have some nice chats with her; Mr & Mrs Bowden came on Saturday, he left yesterday & Mrs Bowden today. I think the latter is going to try & have you out once more before the holidays, probably Saturday week, but of course she will write to you about it. You will be glad to hear that she & Mr Bowden were quite pleased with Scott’s personal appearance this time; his back has kept much more respectable of late, but the two thighs still object to growing much hair; he walked to Evesham with Cyril yesterday. Your black cat is most friendly with all of us, she often walks in with my tea in the morning & jumps on our bed, she & the white cat are rather thin at present. You would have laughed at white Puss the other day, she could hear or smell some young birds in the ivy round the pear tree & sat up on the lawn begging as if she were asking them to come down.
Kathleen wants you to send the measurement of your frock taken from the neck to the bottom of the skirt & from the waist to the bottom also, don’t forget when you write on Sunday; by the bye you should always read over your home letters when writing, as you often forget to answer questions that I have asked you. I think Kathleen wants to alter your best muslin, you might be glad of it at Folkestone. I hope your clothes are lasting out all right.
Kathleen & Ethel went to a Bridge party at Mrs Rudge’s yesterday & Ethel brought home the first prize, a pretty pair of silver vases. Poor Mrs McDonald is very ill & has gone to the Nursing Home, old Mrs Johns is also rather bad & Llewellyn Jones has the measles & Edith Sharp is very ill, so you see there are a lot of invalids just now.
Our GFS outing last week was quite a success, oh! it was hot, but the Dumbleton gardens looked lovely. Everything is getting very dry, if we get no rain we shall have very few peas or beans. Don’t forget to send the measurements. I expect when you go to Folkestone your best way will be to send your trunk & bicycle in advance but Father will tell you about that next week & send you a little money; you have your ticket.
Much love dear from
Your loving mother
E N Sladden