Thursday, 19 January 2012


Bobbing



My dearest old man.



Enclosed you will find a letter from your son their – the composition is his own, of course I guided his hand, & he spelt every word aloud after me. He is in a great ‘fantod’ about posting it.

Are you coming on Friday or Saturday?

What are you arranging for certain about your mother? I do hope you have heard from her.

Artie seems much better. I have discovered the cause of the trouble TWO ORANGE PIPS.

I’m in rather a hurry so with very much love.

Believe me

From your loving

Georgie.

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So - A new word I learnt today!

‘FANTOD’ noun

Usually, fantods. a state of extreme nervousness or restlessness; the willies; the fidgets (usually preceded by the ): We all developed the fantods when the plane was late in arriving

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