gri_2003_m_46_b01_f06_015
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- 65318096 - kanjoku
- 65327687 - ChrisMM76
- 65346312 - not-logged-in-0a699267426f74263386
- 65370777 - PenguinCo.
- WINNER - 65412618 - not-logged-in-886bb43aed0756a7207f
- 65440232 - Julia_Kindred
65318096 - kanjoku
Friday11 Mansel Road
[10-7-48]
My dearest Sylvia
In my last letter there was not room for everything & one thing I had not yet squeezed out was news of Holly. She is recovering - but too slowly. Ricky has behaved with rare stupidity and there have been rows that are now over and have made him see how serious a state she is in. So perhaps it will, temporarily of course, be easier for her. Her holiday starts next week. This shall be there part of the time, but I shan't be there as Ricky won't have me.
Swift wrote in a birthday poem to Stella 'You every year (my) debt enlarge.' This applies, if you replace years by smaller units of time, to my debt to you very exactly. As my knowledge and 'sense' of you increases, I esteem and love you more and more. There was so much I did not know when I first said I loved you. And yet, incomplete as my image of you was, how right it was, too. See the things that were undrawn
65327687 - ChrisMM76
Friday 11 Mansel Road[10-7-48]
My dearest Sylvia
In my last letter there was not
room for everything & one thing that
got squeezed out was news of Molly.
She is recovering - but too slowly.
Ricky has behaved with rare stup-
idity and there have been rows that
are now over and have made him see
how serious a state she is in. So
perhaps it will, temporarily of course,
be easier for her. Her holiday starts
next week. Pris will be there part of
the time, but I shan't be there as Ricky
won't have me.
Swift orate in a birthday poem
to Stella 'You every year (my) debt
enlarge'. this applies, if you re-
place years by smaller unit of time,
to any debt to you very exactly.
As my knowledge and 'sense' of you
increases, I esteem and love you more.
And more. There was so much I did
not know when I first said I loved
you. And yet, incomplete as my
image of you was & how right it was,
too. All the things that were unknown
65346312 - not-logged-in-0a699267426f74263386
Friday 11 Marrel Road 10-7-48My dearest Sylvia
In my last there there was not
room for everything and one thing that
got squeazed out was news of Molly.
She is recovering - but too slowly.
Ricky has behaved with rare stup-
idity and there have been rows that
are now over and have made him see
how serious a state she is in. So
perhaps it will, temporarily of course,
be easier for her. My holiday starts
next week, he shall be there part of the time, but I shan't be here as Ricky
won't have me.
Swiift note in a birthday poem
to Stella "You every year (my) debt
enlarge." This applies, if you re-
place years by smaller units of time,
to my debt to you very exactly.
As my knowledge and "sense" of you
increases, I esteem and love you more.
And more. There was so much I did
not know when I first siad I loved
you. And yet, incomplete as my image of you was, how right it was,
too. All the things that were unknown
65370777 - PenguinCo.
Friday 11 Mansel Road [10-7-48]my dearest Sylvia
In my last letter there was not room for everything in one thing that got squeesed out was news of Wally. She is recovering - but too slowly. Ricky has behaved with rare stupidity and there have been rows that are now over and have made him see how serious a state she is in. So perhaps it will, temporarily of course, be easier for her. Her holiday starts next week **** will be there part of the time, but I won't be there as Ricky won't have me.
Swift wrote in a birthday poem to Stella 'You every year (my) debt enlarge'. This applies, if you replace years by smaller units of time, to my debt to you very exactly. As my knowledge and 'sense' of you increases, I esteem and love you more and more. There was so much I did not know when I first said I loved you. And yet, incomplete as my image of you was how right it was too. All the things that were unknown
WINNER - 65412618 - not-logged-in-886bb43aed0756a7207f
Friday 11 Mansel RoadMy dearest Sylvia
In my last letter there was not room for everything & one thing that got squeezed out was news of Molly. She is recovering - but too slowly. Ricky has behaved with rare stupidity and there have been rows that are now over and have made him see how serious a state she is in. So perhaps it will, temporarily of course, be easier for her. Her holiday starts next week. Iris will be there part of the time, but I shan't be there as Ricky won't have me.
Swift wrote in a birthday poem to Stella ' You every year ( my ) debt enlarge'. This applies, if you replace years by smaller units of time, to my debt to you very exactly. As my knowledge and 'sense' of you increases, I esteem and love you more and more. There was so much I did not know when I first said I love you. And yet, incomplete as my image of you/was, how right it was, too. All the things that were unknown
65440232 - Julia_Kindred
Friday 11 Mansel RoadMy Dearest Sylvia
In my last letter there was not room for everything and one thing that got squeezed out was news of Molly. She is recovering but too slowly. Ricky has behaved with rare stupidity and there have been rows that are now over and have made him see how serious a state she is in. So perhaps it will temporarily of course, be easier for her. Her holiday starts next week. Iris will be there part of the time but I won't be there as Ricky wont's have me.
Swift wrote in a birthday poem to Stella "You every year my debt enlarge? This applies, if you replace years by smaller units of time, to my debt to you very exactly. As my knowledge and 'sense' of you increases, I esteem and love you more and more. There was so much I did not know when I first said I loved you. And yet, incomplete as my image of you was a sight it was, too. All the things that were unknown