Letter from Ursula Valentine to her husband John Valentine

Letter from Ursula Valentine to her husband John Valentine

She writes about their daughter, her friends and domestic activities.

1941-11-06

Four page handwritten letter

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[underlined] No 5 [/underlined]
Lido
[underlined] Thursday [/underlined]
Nov 6th
My darling Johnnie,
Thanks very much for your letter-card written from Banbury. What a pity you couldn’t get to Priors Marston after you’d made the effort & got so far. I hope you wrote & told them you’d tried.
How lovely if you can get away on Saturday – I’m looking forward to it terribly altho’ I’m not promising myself anything. Barbara
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will be on night duty, so if you don’t turn up I shall be all on my own again (just in case you need any encouraging to come!) This afternoon I am going to Mary Simmonds to tea to meet Betty Hubbard again. Last evening Katherine Mair called in to see us – it was nice of her to make the effort as our invitations to each other have missed one or twice. She’s looking very smart & imperious & seems to have a very interesting job at the Treasury. I am now invited to go
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over there one evening in the week after next to meet this friend of hers who is expecting a baby in the Spring.
Yesterday Frances rolled right over by herself. Of course no one was there to see at the critical moment, but anyway I left her on her back, went to open the door for Ba & when we came back she was on her tummy. I challenged her to do it again when we were looking, but she wouldn’t.
You haven’t mentioned receiving any of my
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letters. I do hope I am addressing them alright & that they are actually arriving. I have written every day.
Believe it or not – I have put down the carrots in ashes! They didn’t quite all go into the one box, so a few are buried in the remaining ashes in the other box, & I’ll use those first. Meanwhile we are still ploughing thro’ the mushy ones in the house.
Must go & dress myself up for the tea party now.
All my love to you, dearest one. Take care of yourself
Yours always
Ursula.