This is a stupendous week ! I’m very sorry to hear about your mother’s rundownness, & very glad she is wise enough to follow the doctor’s advice. May the care at Romsey work wonders. I expect it will. Meanwhile what about you ? Don’t go and kill yourself. I’d better come along every morning & get the lodgers breakfast for them, & yours as well. How are you going to manage work at the office & work at home ? Sounds impracticable to me. If it’s really not possible for you to get round tomorrow, say so; I’ll not be pleased, far from it. But I’ll understand. Telegraph before lunchtime if you can’t manage it. If all is well our meet you at Smiths at 6.35-45-55. I’ll be outside at about a quarter to seven. We’ll go up to Erdington together. I’m coming down to have tea with Jack as I can’t go on Tuesday. So if all is well, you’ll see me there at 6.45. Don’t worry if you can’t be there before 7. I’ll wait quite patiently. If it’s snowing or pelting with rain I’ll go into Pattisons as on other occasions. There’s a Lord Dunsany play on Monday to listen to. Sounds promising. Also some passable music & the news will be exciting I expect. Old Edward is in a pickle. I don’t know what to think, we only have half facts, of course. On the surface it looks as though he had moral justice on his side.

                        The enclosed letter came back to me. It was written on Wednesday. Sorry I addressed it wrongly, must have been drowsy !

                        Your comments on my cottage suggestion are most droll !! Me as Satan ! Well.

                        But no more now, see you tomorrow. Tell your mother I wish her a speedy recovery and a good rest. I’ll see you don’t overwork.