My Dearest Wife,
I was glad to have news of you from Folkestone this morning and now everyone has gone to bed I will answer your letter before I retire myself. It has been a warm day, although dull, with only the slightest sprinkle of rain for a very few minutes, I went up to Evesham for an hour after breakfast and have put in the rest of the day in the garden. The boys have had their holiday and the girls half a one, no “prep” this evening, Miss Poulton has really been fairly amiable of late so things have gone on pretty comfortably.
Tell Grannie I hope you will be able to give me a little better account of her appetite when next you write and then I hope she will regain strength.
The children are all well, I fancy George feels headachy when there is thunder about and the air is oppressive, there was a sharp storm here the night I was away, I think the girls and Miss Poulton were all rather nervous, the boys slept through it. On Saturday I thought those two looked very grubby so I sent May and Kathleen to give them a good scrub in a hot bath when they went to bed and when they had both been through the water it was about the colour of ink! Next morning when they came down to breakfast they were quite a different shade.
There was no letter from Jack to-day, if one arrives to-morrow morning I will enclose it.
I cut a few roses this morning and took them up to Lileys, as we must now start the Turkey carpet fund. I think we are going to have some good roses this year, the foliage is particularly fine.
I expect little Cyril will be looking forward to seeing us all again, although he is evidently very happy at Richmond.
Now I must close and say good night my darling.
Give my love to Grannie, Charlotte and John and with much to yourself from us all.
I am as ever
your loving Husband
I enclose letters received.