In May 2018, the evening before going to Radlett and seeing Fran again…
An Unusual Day In Radlett And At The Oval, During Which Middlesex Came Second Twice, 17 May 2018
…I had a memory flash that Fran had written to me while I was in Mauritius.
I was very good about keeping the correspondence I received while there (in contrast with most other hand-written correspondence I received over the years), so I was able easily to find the following letter.
I think it is an utterly charming letter and I think Fran thought so too…
…at least, she did grant me permission to upload it to Ogblog, which is a good sign…
…and she still seems to be talking to me.
Gosh I recall those Airmail letters. A fixed amount of space which seemed like a massive space to fill, until one got going and then ran out of space – pretty much always.
“I wonder what Ian was up to in Mauritius on 7 August, while Fran was beavering away at her holiday job and writing to him”, I hear you cry. Click here or below to see my diary note for that day, also in the form of an Airmail letter, in my case to my parents:
Please note how very legible Fran’s handwriting is compared with mine. Who’d have thought back then and/or from the written evidence that Fran would end up making her living as a medic (dentist), while I would end up making much of my living from writing.