Dear Emma

Trying to get hold of Jack. It is not his favourite time of year. So I don’t know when I will catch up with him. Have you seen him? I will get him to write to you. Promise.

He never mentioned anything about Chestnut Avenue by the way, except the hedges !  He said the houses all along the road  were divided by low clipped box hedging; and  that from time to time  he would bound over them from one end of the road to the other (pretending he was riding a horse!). Clearly a happy memory.  Silly Jack. Something to go on with then  Emma……

Fondest love as ever  from Rosie