Letter from David Boldy to his father



Letter from David Boldy to his father


Letter from David Boldy to his father about family relatives in London, sports, health issues and having exams in a months’ time.




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Two page handwritten letter


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7 Wallace Court,
300, Marylebone Road,
London, N.W.1.,
October 16th 1937.
My own darkling Daddy,
Thank you ever so much for your letter and all your news. I am sorry to hear from old Uncle Cyril is down and out and do hope he strikes luck. Your letter to him was very nice and you would hardly have done anything else. The squash we play is entirely different to what you used to play in Darjeeling. Mum says there was a gong and a net etc, but there is none of that here. We asked the professional but he could not enlighten us. My boil is quite allright [sic] now Thank God. Yes car accidents here are disgraceful. More people have been killed on the road, than in Japan, not China though.
After our work yesterday we went to the Stuarts. We then went ice skating with them, it was grand fun. I could skate as I got on to the rink but the only thing that annoyed me was [deleted] my legs [/deleted] the bending of my ankles from side to side as I had not quite got into balancing straight on the blades. There was a tremendous crowd there and twice the bell rang for everyone to get off and the professionals danced. It was jolly good fun. We were back past midnight and consequently up late this morning. Steve will not write this
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Airmail as he has gone to play hockey at Wembley for St. Mary’s 1st XI against Middlesex hospital. It is a friendly match. But it is jolly good for Steve and they will see that Steve’s certificates are not all eyewash.
I am getting on in my work. There is only month left for my exam. The weather is still fine and there has hardly been any rain. It is [deleted] still [/deleted] cool now but by no means uncomfortable. The other day Steve played squash with another Student but the other fellow was only a beginner. He also went to a minor operation but left after a while not because he felt sick of stomach but because his head began to swing, probably on account of the ansathetic. [sic] The other day Mum had her perm and though the girls being novices it was not expertly done, it was quite sweet and I much preferred it to any [deleted] other [/deleted] of the sets in the other perm she had. Well no more to-day, God bless & keep you & bring you back safely to us, with lots of love & kisses, from your
loving son
[underlined] David [/underlined]




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