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  1. WINNER - 65312161 - starlantern
  2. 65329153 - coraltreejess
  3. 65336574 - not-logged-in-aa6f3cfe2d65bbc8e7bc
  4. 65343436 - _secunda
  5. 65352930 - not-logged-in-4f3cc5738d15953108ea
  6. 65379472 - not-logged-in-f6a5cb53c9a5cfb8328d

WINNER - 65312161 - starlantern

28th July
11 Mansel Road
Wimbledon

My dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter: what a catalogue of delights it was though my first impression was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again. I am writing this reply immediately and so have not looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what architecture books I have but I intend to later this evening: I shall, of course, place you in every photogravure foreground. Your account of the Uffizi was very poignant: one does respond like that sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything needs a superlative to describe it and I can only respond with conventional but heartfelt agreement. Donatello's Judith. Oh, oh. And your description of discovering the Annunciata plus Bruneleschi's Hospital is delightful. And, thank you, for remembering mannerists for me: I hope to God you manage to tell J.C. about them before he lectures at the N.G. on them. I am glad that it is not unbearably hot: we have been lucky here incidentally and it was nearly ninety today. (N.C. thermometer registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice of expression about 'searching out hidden Bronzino's' for that sums up the position of mannerism, as well as the hanging of the pictures in galleries. I am interested the Uffizi is so good for pictures - I feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws. That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is, however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week. Charles has been there quite a bit, taking her her breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great care I understand, also from Iris. I received a dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I asked what she was interested in at present in the same line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get into touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with minds like Leonardo's... Did I tell you, despite such disasters as the above, she got Distinction in the exam? To visit the N.G. at the moment is to imagine oneself back in the Louvre because all the visitors one notices are French - all types except for the abominable middle-class which one is spared. It is charming so.

65329153 - coraltreejess

28th July 11 mansel road wimbledon

My dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter: what a cata-
logue of delights it was though my first impression was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again.
I am writing this reply immediately and so have not looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what architecture books I have but I intend to later this evening: I shall, of course, please you in every photographic foreground. Your account of the Uf-
fizi was very poignant: one does respond like that sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything
needs a superlative to describe it and I can only re-spond with conventional but heartfelt agreement.
Donatello's JUdith. Oh, oh. And your description
of discovering the Annunciata plus Bruneleschils Hospital is delightful. And thank you, for rem-
embering mannerists for me: I hope to God you man-age to tell J.C about them before he lectures at the N.G on them. I am glad that it is not un-
bearably hot: we have been lucky here incidentally and it was nearly ninety today. (N.G thermometer registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice
of expression shout 'searching out hidden Bronzino's'
for that sums up the position of mannerism, as well
as the hanging of the pictures in galleries. I
feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious
shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws.
That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is, however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week.
Charles has been here quite a bit, taking her her breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great care I understand, also for Iris. I received a
dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I asked what she was interested in at present in the same
line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get in-
to touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with minds live Deonardo's... Did I tell you, despite
such disasters as the above, she got Distinction in the exam? To visit the N.G at the moment is to imagine oneself back in the Louvre becuase all the visitors one notices are French - all types except for the abominable middle-class which one is spared.
It is charming so.

65336574 - not-logged-in-aa6f3cfe2d65bbc8e7bc

18th July

11 mansel road
wimbledon

My dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter: what a catalogue of delights it was though my first impression was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again. I am writing this reply immediately and so have not looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what architecture books I have but I intend to later this evening: I shall, of course, place you in every photogravure foreground. Your account of the Uffizi was very poignant: one does respond like that sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything needs a superlative to describe it and I can only respond with conventional but heartfelt agreement. Donatello's Judith. Oh, oh. And your description of discovering the Annunciata plus Bruneleschi's Hospital is delightful. And, thank you, for remembering mannerists for me: I hope to God you manage to tell J.C. about them before he lectures at the N.G. on them. I am glad that it is not unbearably hot: we have been lucky here incidentally and it was nearly ninety^0 today. (N.G. themometer registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice of expression about 'searching out hidden Bronzino's' for that sums up the position of mannerism, as well as the hanging of the pictures in galleries. I am interested the Uffizi is so good for pictures - I feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws. That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is, however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week. Charles has been there quite a bit, taking her her breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great care I understand, also from Iris. I received a dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I asked what she was interested in at present in the same line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get into touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with minds like Leonardo's... Did I tell you, despite such disasters as the above, she got Distinction in the exam? To visit the N.G. at the moment is to imagine oneself back in the Louvre because all the visitors one notices are French - all types except for the abominable middle-class which one is spared. It is charming so.

65343436 - _secunda

28th July 11 Mansel Road
Wimbledon
My dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter: what a catalogue of delights it was though my first impression was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again. I am writing this reply immediately and so have not looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what architecture books I have but I intend to later this evening: I shall, of course, place you in every photogravure foreground. Your account of the Uffizi was very poignant: one does respond like that sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything needs a superlative to describe it and I can only respond with conventional but heartfelt agreement. Donatello's Judith. Oh, oh. And your description of discovering the Annunciata plus Brunelleschi's embering mannerists for me: I hope to God you manage to tell J.C. about them before he lectures at the N.G. on them. I am glad that it is not unbearable hot: we have been lucky here incidentally and it was nearly ninety^0 today. (N.G. thermometer registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice of expression about 'searching out hidden Bronzino's' for that sums up the position of mannerism, as well as the hanging of the pictures in galleries. I am interested the Uffizi is so good for pictures--I feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws. That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is, however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week. Charles has been there quite a bit, taking her her breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great care I understand, also from Iris. I received a dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I asked what she was interested in at present in the same line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get into touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with minds like Leonardo's... Did I tell you, despite such disasters as the above, she got Distinction on the exam? To visit the N.G. at the moment is to imagine oneself back in the Louvre because all the visitors one notices are French--all types except for the abominable middle-class which one is spared. It is charming so.

65352930 - not-logged-in-4f3cc5738d15953108ea

28th July 11 mansel road wimbledon

My dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter: what a cata-
logue of delights it was though my first impression was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again. I am writing this reply immediately and so have not looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what architecture books I have but I intend to later this evening: I shall, of course, place you in every photogravure foreground. Your account of the Uf-
fizi was very poignant: one does respond like that sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything needs a superlative to describe it and I can only re-
spond with conventional but heartfelt agreement. Donatello's Judith. Oh, oh. And your description of discovering the Annunciata plus Bruneleschi's Hospital is delightful. And, thank you, for rem-
embering mannerists for me: I hope to God you man-
age to tell J.C. about them before he lectures at the N.G. on them. I am glad that it is not un-
bearably hot: we have been lucky here incidentally and it was nearly ninety today. (N.C. thermometer registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice of expression about 'searching out hidden Bronzino's' for that sums up the position of mannerism, as well as the hanging of the pictures in galleries. I am interested the Uffizi is so good for pictures - I feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws. That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is, however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week. Charles has been there quite a bit, taking her her breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great care I understand, also for Iris. I received a dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I asked what she was interested in at present in the same line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get in-
to touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with minds like Leonardo's... Did I tell you, despite such disasters as the above, she got Distinction in the exam? To visit the N.C. at the moment is to imagine oneself back in the Louvre because all the visitors one notices are French - all types except for the abominable middle-class which one is spared. It is charming so.

65379472 - not-logged-in-f6a5cb53c9a5cfb8328d

28th July 11 mansel road
wimbledon
My dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter: what a cata-
logue of delights it was though my first impression
was simply joy at seeing your handwriting again.
I am writing this reply immediately and so have not
looked at all the buildings you mentioned in what
architecture books I have but I intent to later this
evening: I shall, of ourse, place you in every
photogravure foreground. Your account of the Uf-
fizi was very poignant: one does respond like that
sometimes to so much beauty. As you say everything
needs a superlative to describe it and I can only re-
spond with conventional but heratfelt agreement.
Donatello's Judith. Oh, oh. And your description
of discovering the Annunciata plus Bruneleschi's
Hospital is delightful. And, thank you, for rem-
embering mannerists for me: I hope to God you man-
age to tell J.C. about them before he lectures at
the N.G. about on them. I am glad that it is not un-
bearably hot: we have been lucky here incidentally
and it was nearly ninety degrees today. (N.G. thermometer
registered 87 by 2 o'clock.) I liked your choice
of expression about 'searching out hidden Bronzino's'
for that sums up the pictures in galleries. I am
interested the Uffizi is so good for pictures - I
feared it would be rather dark.

I have stroked Pablo for you and he gave a delicious
shudder, raised his head, and then relaxed on the
carpet again, purring, and stretching his front paws.
That is, he thanks you for your kind thought. Molly
is still away but Iris says she is very well (she is,
however, pro-Ricky): she will be back next week.
Charles has been there quite a bit, taking her her
breakfast in bed and arranging the tray with great
care I understand, also from Iris. I received a
dreadful shock from Iris: I ought to be immured, I
suppose, but after talking about Existentialism I
asked what she was interested in at present in the same
line and she replied Telepathy, that one could get in-
to touch (if I have it right and I fear I have) with
minds like Leonardo's... Did I just tell you, despite
such disasters as the above, she got Distinction in
the exam? To visit the N.G. at the moment is to
imagine oneself back in the Louvre because all the
visitors one notices are French - all types except
for the abominable middle-class which one is spared.
It is charming so.

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