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Fortunately in the Church of England an ordained priest is not committed to any but the vaguest beliefs. Mrs Hislop wants a jobbing gardener at £l an hour. I donât know if any other duties would be expected! How about butler to a rich Kensington widow? You can never tell how things will work out in a job like that. Possibly that well-known Hampshire plutocrat, âChickenâ Hurt, needs a chauffeur-valet. Would you mind sorting out his smalls? Anyhow, I think (and hope) you have a capacity for survival but donât push your luck too far. The charm of youth does not last forever â or even for a very long time.
I had a very long letter from Jane but had to give up halfway through as I was unable to read her writing. Louise has taken up smoking and drinking. What next?
If you think I can do anything to help, let me know. The worst I can do is to tell you to piss off. Also let me know if you are in dire financial straits. You never know; you might have the rare good fortune to catch me in a semi-affable mood.
Your affec. father,
RM
It is my twenty-second birthday and the general prognosis on the career front is not optimistic. Itâs not helped by my recent arrest for attempting to eat my passport whilst drunk in the discotheque of the Hamburg to Harwich ferry
.
Budds Farm
10 September
Dear Mop-Head,
You might like to take little Miss Fisheyes out for a snack so I enclose small cheque. I have just received an indecorous postcard from saucy Miss C. Toller so will look out something saucy by way of return. It is hot and sweaty here and I have just taken the dogs for a long walk.
Your affectionate father,
RM
Donât spend all the cheque on Woodbines!
Schloss Rudstein
Neuberg
Dear Lupin,
I trust you are surviving the rigours of a northern winter. Avoid frostbite if you can as the effects can be of a permanent nature. Peter Yarrow and his wife have opened a catering business near here; they are doing a dinner for us on my birthday. I finish with the S. Times tomorrow. Yesterday a keen young man, who knew P. Majendie in Paris, came and took about 119 photographs of me for publication on Sunday. As it was raining the whole time, my cap is too small for me and your mother was trying to cram the animals into the foreground, the result should be interesting. The photographer stayed till 2 p.m.; that did not worry me as I left at 12.30. Your mother held him in riveting conversation. Your mother has been very nervy and difficult but is now better and trying hard to be calmer and to make sense. You stand high in her estimation â for the moment. Louise is very low and Jane is low, too. We went to Nona Wallisâs wedding reception which was fairly unexciting. Your mother insisted on asking various people to dinner afterwards â an outburst of hospitality that cost me £25. I bought four new tyres today at a cost of about £70. I think they are made by Firestone Ltd, not a firm I care much for. I have bought quite a nice bedside table for your room. It may have been a po-cupboard once. As I shall be short of money from now on, I have put my name down with Camp Hopson to assist at funerals. I have to provide my own tailcoat and a dark overcoat. The important thing is not to carry the coffin always on the same shoulder as then the coat does not get worn and shiny on one side only. Your mother and I had a pleasant night at Brighton and we took Joyce out to lunch. She asked a lot about you. Your mother has met Mr Guinness out hunting and seems to get on quite well with him. I hope you will come down here soon and tell us of your experiences which I expect are curious.
Yours ever,
RM
I head for Scotland and find work on an oil rig. I am soon promoted from roustabout to the dizzy heights of roughneck. It doesnât take long before I acquire the nickname âJonahâ from the rest of the crew as I always seemed to be at the heart of endless minor catastrophes . . . Dad hits sixty-five
I had a very long letter from Jane but had to give up halfway through as I was unable to read her writing. Louise has taken up smoking and drinking. What next?
If you think I can do anything to help, let me know. The worst I can do is to tell you to piss off. Also let me know if you are in dire financial straits. You never know; you might have the rare good fortune to catch me in a semi-affable mood.
Your affec. father,
RM
It is my twenty-second birthday and the general prognosis on the career front is not optimistic. Itâs not helped by my recent arrest for attempting to eat my passport whilst drunk in the discotheque of the Hamburg to Harwich ferry
.
Budds Farm
10 September
Dear Mop-Head,
You might like to take little Miss Fisheyes out for a snack so I enclose small cheque. I have just received an indecorous postcard from saucy Miss C. Toller so will look out something saucy by way of return. It is hot and sweaty here and I have just taken the dogs for a long walk.
Your affectionate father,
RM
Donât spend all the cheque on Woodbines!
Schloss Rudstein
Neuberg
Dear Lupin,
I trust you are surviving the rigours of a northern winter. Avoid frostbite if you can as the effects can be of a permanent nature. Peter Yarrow and his wife have opened a catering business near here; they are doing a dinner for us on my birthday. I finish with the S. Times tomorrow. Yesterday a keen young man, who knew P. Majendie in Paris, came and took about 119 photographs of me for publication on Sunday. As it was raining the whole time, my cap is too small for me and your mother was trying to cram the animals into the foreground, the result should be interesting. The photographer stayed till 2 p.m.; that did not worry me as I left at 12.30. Your mother held him in riveting conversation. Your mother has been very nervy and difficult but is now better and trying hard to be calmer and to make sense. You stand high in her estimation â for the moment. Louise is very low and Jane is low, too. We went to Nona Wallisâs wedding reception which was fairly unexciting. Your mother insisted on asking various people to dinner afterwards â an outburst of hospitality that cost me £25. I bought four new tyres today at a cost of about £70. I think they are made by Firestone Ltd, not a firm I care much for. I have bought quite a nice bedside table for your room. It may have been a po-cupboard once. As I shall be short of money from now on, I have put my name down with Camp Hopson to assist at funerals. I have to provide my own tailcoat and a dark overcoat. The important thing is not to carry the coffin always on the same shoulder as then the coat does not get worn and shiny on one side only. Your mother and I had a pleasant night at Brighton and we took Joyce out to lunch. She asked a lot about you. Your mother has met Mr Guinness out hunting and seems to get on quite well with him. I hope you will come down here soon and tell us of your experiences which I expect are curious.
Yours ever,
RM
I head for Scotland and find work on an oil rig. I am soon promoted from roustabout to the dizzy heights of roughneck. It doesnât take long before I acquire the nickname âJonahâ from the rest of the crew as I always seemed to be at the heart of endless minor catastrophes . . . Dad hits sixty-five
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