Ravenswood, 47 Bristol Road, Weston-super-Mare, Somerset. Saturday, October 31, 1948. Dear John, Thank you very much for your letter. It was lying under the bed in the middle of my train set when I got up yesterday. I don’t know how it got there, but I know it wasn’t there when I went to […]
Posts in the Family category:
where there are children there are families – and my own family features prominently in my writing
Letters to Myself 2
Letters to Myself (2) All letters deserve an answer, so here goes: my first letter from my present-day self to my six-year-old self. I’m enjoying this new way of journalling – I’d be interested to hear if anyone else out there has ever written to themselves at a younger age. Johnny-Boy was the name my […]
Letters to Myself
Letters to Myself: Blog 04/17/18 I’ve taken to writing letters to myself, as a kind of extension of journaling. But if writing a daily journal is pretty old-fashioned these social media-beset days, how about writing actual letters rather than ripping off an email? The only people I know who write longhand letters are my sister […]