I went to Aunt Sybils for supper (after I had seen Norman and the family at Beddenham) – as dull as ditch water, nothing interesting being done at all. The Ouless house was quite different – furniture, books and Kitty Ouless had a lot of Icthysaurus head and teeth.
Norman was very nice. I went down for the afternoon - the family were delighted to see me, waiting for me to turn up for lunch (I sent a wire). Mrs Norman walked to the station with me and loved to hear about Margaret and the last ball, and swimming, berry picking and dance. We got into the Canuck environment for half an hour, into the Oakville surroundings. I took her into the pigpen, up into the other end of the lake, through the house, into our June wood. She heard Ram barking, Bene gurgling. Marg and Am scratching their pens writing me letters from apple trees? (dozens of them), Agg sizzling sausages, Dick running the farm and pop! Count the nights and he was in Bedford Station again, (being pushed about by a fat old lady trying to squeeze through the crowd).
Baly has a rabbit – white and grey. She explained that an accident had happened to the pigeons, the cat got em, sitting on the garden path.
Catherine and Mrs Norman and Francis were there. Tranus very solemn in his gry’s, much taller and Baly like Amice in Wonderland much grown plump. I gave them some Salisbury Plain photos. I am sending t hem on to you in the next letter.
Your loving Hugh