216 Clydesdale Road, Antigonish, Nova Scotia November 5th, 2015 Dear Johnny-Boy, It was lovely to get your last letter. I remember taking those piano lessons, and not enjoying them very much. I think Mummy was disappointed I didn’t get into them the way she obviously did. It was probably because I resented all that […]
Posts in the Letters category:
I love writing letters, and much of my blog is taken up with exchanging letters between my present self and my child self
Letters to Myself 11
Ravenswood 47 Bristol Road Weston-super-Mare Somerset July 20th, 1951 Dear John, Thank you for your last letter. It was great to hear about all the books in the Narnia Chronicles. Mummy took me to the book shop the day the second book, “Prince Caspian”, came out. I’m reading it every night in bed and […]
Letters to Myself 10
Letters to Myself 10 216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish, Nova Scotia May 7th, 2016 Dear Johnny-Boy Your last letter is the fifth one I have had from you. So I’m beginning to think this miracle isn’t going to end for a good few years. We’ve still got a long way to go before we […]
Letters to Myself 8
216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish Nova Scotia March 23rd, 2017 My dear Johnny-Boy, It’s so wonderful to have another letter from you. And just a miracle we should be “talking” to each other across almost seventy years. Does this happen to anyone else? And the dates of our letters are getting closer together. Maybe it […]
Exeat
Extract from my memoir: News that will change my life’s course forever Exeat 1: Three weeks into my first term, I’m summoned to housemaster Mr Berridge’s study. I rise from my breakfast of congealed bacon and baked beans, fearful I’ve broken some obscure house rule and am to receive the ultimate punishment: six of the […]
Letters to Myself 9
Ravenswood 47 Bristol Road Weston-super-Mare Somerset December 4, 1950 Dear John, Thank you for your last letter. It was lying behind the gas fire in my bedroom. It was a bit brown and crinkly. I think this was because Mummy let me have the fire on before I went to bed last night, […]
Memory
A new blog, and another letter to myself across seventy years… 216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish Nova Scotia March 23rd, 2017 My dear Johnny-Boy, It’s so wonderful to have another letter from you. And just a miracle we should be “talking” to each other across almost seventy years. Does this happen to anyone else? […]
Boarding School
Writing to myself as a young boy has me revisiting long-forgotten memories. So I’ve decided to borrow another bit from my memoir to recall the awful day I was shipped off to boarding school at aged twelve – a rite of passage for many middle-class English boys. I’ll leave you to judge what lasting effects […]
Letter to Myself 7
Ravenswood, 47 Bristol Road Weston-super-Mare Somerset March 10, 1950 Dear John, Thank you for your last letter. I enjoyed it very much, especially about the history of Canada. I don’t like the history or geography lessons at school, but I liked hearing a bit about where you live and what happened long ago. I […]
Letters to Myself 6
216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish Nova Scotia July 3rd, 2017 Dearest Johnny-Boy, This time Dorothy found your letter on the sideboard in the hall among a pile of other letters and other stuff that I had collected from the postbox and hadn’t looked through yet. We don’t have our own postbox at our house, but […]