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Sep 2 Red Barns, Coatham, Redcar. Dearest Mother. What I think of Violet Hunt's postcard I could not in a ladylike manner convey to you. We will never never have her to stay, will we? I thought the sentence about Grandmamma the most outrageous thing I had read for some time.
I prefer your other correspondent, poor lady! I wish she hadn't so many chagrins!
I've been to Middlesbrough today, seen Mrs Branner[?] and Mrs Harkness. I cd wish Mrs Branner did not recite quite so many of her own virtues. I took my bicycle meaning to ride back, but I unfortunately ran into a citizen of Middlesbrough, also on a bicycle, buckled my wheel and had to come home by train. I hope I buckled my adversary.
Hugo has been playing golf and we are now going to have a game of racquets before settling down to our work. Oh how I wish I were going to have a month of this! The bliss of being really at work is past words. Herbert Pease stands for Darlington, I see in the evening papers. Ever your affectionate daughter Gertrude.
[Note on back of envelope] The good W.H. [William Heinemann[?]] has sent me Wilfred Blunt's poems - isn't it kind of him.