16 Dec 1994 – FAX To My Dear Nana and Uncle J, Here are the photos taken this morning, I do hope you can make sense of them on the fax. The nice lady at the hospital who took my photo said that I am the right size for Mummy’s dates so I should be here to see you on the 2nd of June. Mummy … Continue reading Baby’s First Photo
November 1994 Jack, It is really just hitting me what I have given up over the last few years and probably more upsetting, is what I am about to give up in the next 12 months. I just feel that you don’t understand, or appreciate what I’ve lost, or listen to me when I try to talk about it, so I’m putting it in writing … Continue reading All life’s major events take place over the phone for me.
17 Feb 1994 Dear J Well three letters of confusion from you in one week is more than I can stand. So for the first time in 2 and a half years, I think, I am writing back to you and I’m sorry for that. There’s so much going on here and I would rather you all just thought I was living some kind of … Continue reading You are so goddamn terrific little brother, I don’t think you realise it.
6 January 1993 Dear J Well this must come as a big surprise to you. Your big ugly sister actually putting pen to paper. Hope you are alive and kicking hard. Mum says that you went to Queensland but not much else. Who did you go with? Where to and for how long? Nosey huh? Well it is all getting rather close now and I’m excited … Continue reading I’m not sure if marriage is going to suit me but I won’t know ’til I try.
Friday, 11 September 1992 Dear Nana and Pop Sorry this is typed but as usual I am running around in circles. Thank you very much for my birthday card. With your birthday money I bought a lovely little box of drawers for all my painting equipment, I shall send you a photo, they are really cute. Jack is pleased because now there are no more … Continue reading Wedding Dress Fittings & Fruit Tree Pruning.
Letter from S to friends back in Australia. 18 Sep 1991 Hi Girls, thanks for the communal letter, thought you had all forgotten about me. It’s nice to know that you’re all still alive. I can’t believe that seven months has gone by. I don’t quite know where to start with all my news. It is now 4.30pm, I finish in an hour and … Continue reading News from London.
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