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1 September 1959. Affairs of the heart

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1 September 1959 Dear Len  + Margaret Tuesday A.M. Not that I have really the time to write this A.M. It's just to give me a few minutes rest. I have extra work to do now that is helping Dad to dress etc. Also he used to do quite a bit of little things which fall on me now. His arthritis does not seem to be improving very much, in fact this A.M. he told me he thought I would have to wash him & help him to get ready to go to town. He is going for treatment at 12 'o clock noon. He has a long way to walk there & back, this fellow is in St. Marks Rd. He's properly fagged out when he gets home at lunch time. I make him rest on the couch after dinner, with trouble of course. Still he does. I wish he would start to improve. I've told Roselle to tell Kay that we will not go for our usual drive this afternoon. Dad does not want to but knowing Kay she may insist that we can go. I want to thank you both for the nice tin of biscuits you gave Roselle to bring us....

18 August 1958. The red house and the perfect wedding

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18 August 1958 My dear Len + Margaret I've hardly finished your last weeks letter, then I am starting on your next one. Although it's only Monday you will not get it before Saturday, but I am making a start on it so as to try not to let you down, though I still don't guarantee that you will get it, because you know we are going to be very busy for some days with the wedding + also the cutting of the cake. We are not looking forward to the cutting of the cake, this will be a long job.  Before I go further will you please thank Mrs.Booth (my mother's mother who lived in Stockport) for the lovely P.C. she sent us, it's a very fine one for my album. I have not had the chance to work on my album for a long time. I am thinking of taking a whole day to work on it, I have quite a number of nice & pretty cards to put in. Mrs. Booth seems to be enjoying herself she mentioned that she had been to Edinburgh, I guess that was there that she bought this nice ...