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  1. 65766450 - kpask
  2. WINNER - 65938257 - not-logged-in-ffb2509c78ab7e1d85ed
  3. 65971270 - HauteDoy777
  4. 65999423 - gailkoelker
  5. 66021224 - kecharaan
  6. 66036591 - kanjoku

65766450 - kpask

8 viii 1950 Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you say, you will surely be well this month.
The flat is rather bare at present as I have taken down most of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty. I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room. I do like more than every your Ajax and the Poet, seeing it again after a weekend away from it.
I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, making a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin to know a little about early Florentine art, supplementing what you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly, Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in S. Miniato. Do you remember? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.
Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a formidable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the silver lustre sugar bowl and ideal servant jug on it. If you don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it, when you come.
The flowers are all doing well--I watered them immediately on my return yesterday.
Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise well. They may to give up their flat in the near future. Ricky has agree to put in the shelves in the niche when we want them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs but there is nothing at all definite.
I have written a new 100 line poem which I am tinkering with in any odd moments that I get.
You are in my mind all the time and I wish I were free to write you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for four. Hetty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribband on the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as you are not fully well. I love you, Lawrence

WINNER - 65938257 - not-logged-in-ffb2509c78ab7e1d85ed

8 viii 1950 Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most
disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you
are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you say, you will
surely be well this month.

The flat is rather bare at present as I have taken down most
of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty.
I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time
of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the
evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room.
I do like more than ever you Ajax and the Poet, seeing it a-
gain after a weekend away from it.

I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, mak-
ing a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin
to know a little about early florentine art, supplementing what
you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly,
Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in S.Miniato. Do you re-
member? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.

Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three
coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a for-
midable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it
looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the
silver lustre sugar bowl and ideal servant Jug on it. If you
don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it,when you come.

The flowers are all doing well-I watered them immediately
on my return yesterday.

Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise
well. They may have to give up their flat in the near future.
Ricky has agreed to put in the shelves in the niche when we want
them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs
but there is nothing at all definite.

I have written a new 100 line poem which I am tinkering with
in any odd moments that I get.

You are in my mind all the time and I wish I were free to write
you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible
today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for
four. Hetty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her
too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribband on
the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my
rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as
you are not fully well. I love you,
Lawrence

65971270 - HauteDoy777

[8 viii 1950]
Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you may, you will surely be well this month.

The flat is rather bare present as I have taken down most of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty. I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room. I do like more than ever your Ajax and the Poet, seeing it again after a weekend away from it.

I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, making a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin to know a little about early Florentine art, supplementing what you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly, Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in St Miniato. Did you remember? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.

Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a formidable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the silver lustre sugar bowl an ideal servant jug on it. If you don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it, when you come.

The flowers are all doing well - I watered them immediately on my return yesterday.

Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise well. They may have to give up their flat in the near future. Ricky has agreed to put in the shelves in the niche when we want them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs but there is nothing at all definite.

I have written a new 100 line poet which I am tinkering with in any odd moments that I get.

You are in my mind all the time and I wish I were free to write you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for four. Hetty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribband on the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as you are not fully well. I love you,
Lawrence

65999423 - gailkoelker

8 viii 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you say, you will surely be well this month.
The flat is rather bare at present as I have taken down most of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty. I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room. I do like more than ever your Ajax and the Poet, seeing it again after a weekend away from it.
I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, making a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin to know a little about early Florentine art, supplementing what you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly, Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in S. Miniato. Do you remember? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.
Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a formidable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the silver lustre sugar bowl and ideal servant jug on it. If you don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it, when you come.
The flowers are all doing well-I watered them immediately on my return yesterday.
Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise well. They may have to give up their flat in the near future. Ricky has agreed to put in the shelves in the niche when we want them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs but there is nothing at all definite.
I have written a new 100 line poem which I am tinkering with in any moments that I get.
You are in my mind all the time and I wish I were free to write you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for four. Hetty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribband on the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as you are not fully well. I love you
Lawrence

66021224 - kecharaan

8 viii 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most
disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you
are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you say, you will
surely be well this month.
The flat is rather bare at present as I have taken down most
of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty.
I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time
of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the
evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room.
I do like more than ever your Ajax and the Poet, seeing it a-
gain after a weekend away from it.
I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, mak-
ing a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin
to know a little about early Florentine art, supplementing what
you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly,
Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in S. Miniato. Do you re-
member? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.
Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three
coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a for-
midable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it
looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the
silver lustre sugar bowl and ideal servant jug on it. If you
don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it, when you come.
The flowers are all doing well- I watered them immediately
on my return yesterday.
Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise
well. They may have to give up their flat in the new future.
Ricky has agreed to put in the shelves in the niche when we want
them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs
but there is nothing at all definite.
I have written a new 100 line poem which I am tinkering with
in any odd moments that I get.
You are in my mind all the time and I wish I were free to write
you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible
today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for
four. Hetty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her
too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribbon on
the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my
rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as
you are not fully well. I love you,
Lawrence

66036591 - kanjoku

8 viii 1960

Blackheath.

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter this morning. I am most disturbed to hear that you are not well yet. I hope that you are not well yet. I hope that you are managing to sleep fairly long hours. As you say, you will surely be well this month.

The flat is rather bare at present as I have taken down most of your pictures: my parents are coming this evening, and Betty. I have emptied the cupboard in the kitchen and, nearer the time of their arrival, I shall put the large ones in there for the evening. They will be unharmed for there is plenty of room. I do like more than ever your Ajax and the Poet, seeing it again after a weekend away from it.

I have been working on tomorrow's lecture, using Antal, making a lot of notes which I shall type out after this. I begin to know a little about early Florentine art, supplementing what you have previously told me. I remember again, so vividly, Spinello Aretino's superb frescoes in S. Niniato. Do you remember? I got some photographs while you painted Florence.

Over the weekend Betty and I painted the bookshelves, three coats, and I carried it home yesterday afternoon. It was a formidable journey but your lion won through. In my opinion it looks quite pleasant beside the window with books in and the silver lustre sugar bowl and ideal servant jug on it. If you don't like it, however, we can easily get rid of it, when you come.

The flowers are all doing well - I watered them immediately on my return yesterday.

Molly, Ricky, and Paul are all shockingly poor but otherwise well. They may have to give up their flat in the near future. Ricky has agreed to put in the shelves in the niche when we want them and Paul has some prospect of selling some textile designs but there is nothing at all definite.

I have written a new 100 line poem which I am tinkering with in any odd moments that I get.

You are in my mind all the time and I wish that I were free to write you at the length Cupid and I wish. However that is not possible today for, apart from the lecture, I must get a dinner for today for four. Betty is busy on it already and Dandy cannot leave her too long in the kitchen. I think the symbolic red ribband on the typewriter looks pretty. I love you, my darling cat, my rose, my Minerva. Take care of yourself and do not overwork as you are not fully well. I love you,

Lawrence

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