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Transcription of Letter
From
J.R. Derbyshire
Lister House, Kingsthorpe
105 Boughton Green Road
Northampton England
NN4 7.SU.
To
John and L. Rose Derbyshire
15, Chestnut Street
Huntington NY 11743
U.S.A.
Sunday Nov.5th 1995
My darling children, John, Rose, E & D.
Very quiet here, I expect there will be some Bangs[1] later quite a few last night! I'm told most people pool their money & go for
large communal displays now,
overseen by adults, much safer. One lad blew his hand off trying to make his own firework from some instructions he
got from something called
"The Net," whatever that is! It was lovely talking to John on Friday evening, but then I don't get to talk
to Rose, so I'll write to you
dear as long as I can, 'though my writing is now very poor, my eyesight poor & my right hand quite painful
gradually winding down
altogether!!
This morning I spent putting the last two lots of pictures in my last album. I go through them all of
course, quite amazing that Nellie
is now almost 3. She is quite beautiful, so is Rose. Little Danny is a super baby. You are all so lovely & look
so well & happy. Rose the
children are a credit to you & John of course. I'm so proud of you all.
Tess's little
bump[2]
hardly shows but she seems well & happy. They
have bought a new house & hope to move about the 11th — a week today. Phil got up 5 am
Monday to find his van gone, the
police found it later, burned out. He was booked to go to Scotland that day, so had to get a taxi to his Depot. &
pick up another van.
They — that is — Jude & Marcus leave their cars
outside the front. They take
a risk of course just can't be bothered to use the garage at the back. The weather is really lovely sunshine
every day but getting colder
& quite frosty early morning & night Did I tell you John that Dot & Noel brought me a super knitted
jacket last Saturday. My Xmas
present but I almost live in it, it's so warm & cosy just what I needed. They also brought me fruit yoghurts &
little trifles with
real cream, so I made a pig of myself. I'm down to 9
stone 9 lbs[3] but I'm
glad, there's still plenty of
me, especially with this alien[4] on my tummy I've had no
results from the blood tests so
presume everything O.K. 6.pm. Sat on the edge
of bed to answer the
phone — Mrs Ives & promptly slipped off I
wasn't hurt in any way I just
hit the bell with my stick & Peggy Mills[?][5] came & got help
& they both hauled me up. We had a laugh anyway. Lots of love to you all, huggs & kisses for the
children Rose, John tells me the pumpkin went down well. Good little
pumpkin.
Love
Mum X X X
X X X X X X X
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Notes
- November 5 is Guy Fawkes night, an occasion for bonfires and fireworks.
- The future Kesta McLeish.
- 135 lbs
- I think this refers to a hiatus hernia Mum was suffering from.
- No idea. One of the carers, presumably.