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70613582 - JanetCormack
71323914 - k.h.pot
WINNER - 71616524 - hoskinml
71727275 - Eboo
71810396 - wrightj2h
72261237 - dvmoonbird

70613582 - JanetCormack

Wimbledon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia
Lion is writing in the drawing room - your enchanting Venetian watercolour on the wall facing me. How it reminds me of those afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiore, a few order above the water slapping the stone languidly.
Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me to see Dieu a besoin des hommes (which in English means Isle of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays brilliantly the man in a primitive Breton community who, tho' lay, takes on the duties of priest when the 'barbarity' of the islanders makes the pastor leave in protest. His conflict of respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would not be very sympathetic). He is forced to confess someone, absolve them, and, finally, is almost forced to the sacrilege of mass. Then the pastor comes but the islanders prefer the lay man: 'What we tell you goes straight to God - not back to the mainland', as one sinner puts it. 'Lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay' priest tells them: no wonder they prefer him. Jean Delannoy (who directed L'Eternal Rerour) made the film.
I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the points in it (I will in my next letter) but, thank you so much for your long letter.
The Tate have some new acquistions not yet on view: a hideous Lucien Freud and some new Sironi's - I believe of the kind that we saw in Milan & admired so much. I have not seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to Paris shortly: last time he went Giacometti & Picasso works were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.
No cheque yet unfortuately. I shall remind Birmingham so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every time we part: I am congealed and inert without you. I love you so much and ache for your next meeting. My ravishing love I adore you
Oh how I adore you
Lawrence
OVER

71323914 - k.h.pot

Wimbledon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia
Lion is writing in the drawing room - four enchanting Venetian
watercolor on the wall facing me. How it reminds me of those
afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiore, a few inches
above the water slapping the stone languidly.
Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me
to see Dieu a besoin des hommes (which in English means Isle
of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays
brilliantly the man in a primitive Breton community who, tho'
lay, takes on the duties of priest when the 'barbarity' of the is-
landers makes the pastor leave in protest. His conflict of
respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly
handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would not be very sympathetic).
He is forced to confess someone, absolves them, and, finally, is
almost forced to the sacrilege of mass.Then the pastor comes
but the islanders prefer the lay man: 'what we tell you
goes straight to god - not back to the mainland', as one
sinner puts it. 'Lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay'
priest tells them: no wonder they prefer him. Jean Oelannay
(who directs L'Eternal Relacion) made the film.
I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the
points in it (I will in my next letter) but, thank you so
much for your long letter.
The Tate have some new acquisitions not yet on view: a
hideous Lucien Freud and some new Sironi's - I believe of
the kind that we saw in Milan & admired so much. I have not
seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to
Paris shortly: last time he went Giaconetti & Picasso works
were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.
No cheque yet unfortunately. I shall remind Birmingham
so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every
I am congealed and inert without you.

WINNER - 71616524 - hoskinml

Wimbledon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia
Lion is writing in the drawing room - your enchanting Venetian watercolor on the wall facing me. How it reminds me of those afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiore, a few inches above the water slapping the stone languidly.
Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me to see Dieu a besoin des hommes (which in English means Isle of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays brilliantly the man in a primitive Breton community who, tho' lay, takes on the duties of priest when the 'barbarity' of the is-landers makes the pastor leave in protest. His conflict of respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would not be very sympathetic). He is forced to confess someone, absolves them, and, finally, is almost forced to the sacrilege of mass. Then a pastor comes but the islanders prefer the lay man: 'what we tell you goes straight to God - not back to the mainland', as one sinner puts it. 'Lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay' priest tells them: no wonder they prefer him. Jean Delannoy (who directed L'Eternel Retour) made the film.
I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the points in it ( I will in my next letter) but, thank you so much for your long letter.
The Tate have some new acquisitions not yet on view: a hideous Lucien Freud and some new Sironis - I believe of the kind that we saw in Milan & admired so much. I have not seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to Paris shortly : last time he went Giacometti & Picarro works were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.
No cheque yet unfortunately. I shall remind Birmingham so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every time we part : I am congealed and inert without you. I love you so much and ache for our next meeting. My ravishing love I adore you
oh how I adore you
Lawrence
OVER

71727275 - Eboo

Wimbledon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia
Lion is writing in the drawing room - your enchanting Venetian
watercolour on the wall facing me. How it remindsme of those
afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiore, a few metres
above the water slapping the stone languidly.
Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me
to see Dieu a besoin des hommes (which in English means Isle
of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays
brilliantly the man in a primitive Breton community who they,
takes on the duties of priest when the '' of the is -
hardens makes the pastor leave impatient. His conflict of
respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly
handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would not be very sympathetic).
He is forced to confess, someone absolves them, and, finally, is
almost forced in the sacrilege of mass. Then the painter comes
but the islanders prefer the lay man: 'what we tell you
goes straight to God - not back to the mainland', as one
sinner puts it. Lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay'
priest tells them. No wonder they prefer hi,. Jean Delannoy
(who directed L'Eternal Retour) made the film.
I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the
points in it (I will in my next letter) but, thank you so
much for your long letter.
The Tate have some new acquisitions not yet on view - a
hideous Lucian Freud and some new Sironi's - I believe of
the third that we saw in Milan admired so much. I have not
seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to
Paris shortly; last time he went Giacometti Picasso works
were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.
No cheque yet unfortunately I shall remind Birmingham
so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every
time we part. I am congealed and inert without you.
I love you so much and ache for our next meeting.
My ravishing love I adore you.
Oh how I adore you
Lawrence
OVER

71810396 - wrightj2h

Wimbeldon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia
Lion is writing in the drawing room - your enchanting Venetian watercolour on the wall facing me. How it reminds me of those afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiano, a few inches above the water slapping the stone languidly.
Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me to see Dieu a Besoin des Hommes (which in English means Isle of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays brilliantly the man in a primitive Breton community who, tho' lay, takes on the duties of priest when the 'barbarity' of the islanders makes the pastor leave in protest. His conflict of respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would not be very sympathetic). He is forced to confess someone, absolve them, and, finally, is almost forced to the sacrilege of mass. Then the pastor comes but the islanders prefer the lay man - 'what we tell you goes straight to God - not back to the mainland', as one sinner puts it. 'Lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay' priest tells them - no wonder they prefer him. Jean Delannoy (who directed L''eternel Retour) made the film.
I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the points in it (I will in my next letter) but, thank you so much for your long letter.
The Tate have some new acquisitions not yet on view; a hideous Lucien Freud and some new Sironi's - I believe of the kind that we saw in Milan & admired so much. I have not seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to Paris shortly - last time he went Giacometti & Picasso works were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.
No cheque yet unfortunately. I shall remind Birmingham so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every time we part: I am congealed and inert without you. I love you so much and ache for our next meeting.
My ravishing love I adore you.
Oh how I adore you
Lawrence

72261237 - dvmoonbird

Wimbledon
Sunday
Dearest Sylvia

Lion is writing in the drawing room - your enchanting Venetian watercolor on the wall facing me. How it reminds me of those afternoons sitting on the steps of St Maria Maggiore, a few order above the water slapping on the stone languidly.

Yesterday, after the lecture (at least 70 people), Father took me to the Dieu Tee a besoin des hommes (which in English means Isle of Sinners!). I enjoyed it enormously. Pierre Fresnay plays brilliantly the man in a primitive breton community who, tho' lazy, takes on the duties of priest when the 'barbarity' of the islanders makes the pastor leave in protest. This conflict of respectful superstition and 'spiritual pride' is touchingly handled (tho' perhaps Clifford would be very sympathetic). He is forced to confess someone, absolves them, and, finally, is almost forced to the sacrilege of mass. Then Dr. Porter comes but the islanders prefer the lay man: 'what we tell you goes straight to God - not back to the mainland', as one sinner puts it. 'lying to the police is not a sin' the 'lay' priest tells them: no wonder they prefer him. Sean Delanvey (who directed L'Eternel Retous) made the film.

I have not got your letter here so I cannot answer the points in it (I will in my next letter) but, thank you so much for your long letter.

The Tate have some new acquisitions not yet on view - a hideous Lucien Freud and some new Sironi's - I believe of the kind that we saw in Milan we admired so much. I have not seen them yet but I am hopeful. The Director is going to Paris shortly - last time he went Giaconetti & Picasso works were purchased. Keep your fingers crossed.

No cheque yet unfortunately. I shall remind Birmingham so it should come fairly soon. I die psychologically every time we part: I am congealed and inert without you. I love you so much and ache for our next meeting. My vanishing love I adore you.

Oh how I adore you
Lawrence
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