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141, Orrong Road,
Elsternwick S4
Vic.
Tuesday: 21st September, 1954.
Dearest Family,
Thank you so much, Marg, for your so good letter, received last evening. The big moment of the day is looking in the letter box when we get home, and I certainly can't complain — I have a very fine average. To-night, just to even things up, we found two bills — gas and E.L. Gas is much better — £2.16.- for the month, & light 11/4d. We have been more sparing with the gas fire, which is the villain of the piece.
Before I go any further, I must thank Mother for the cigarettes and the Edinburth Rock. There were so many things that I left them
141, Orrong Road,
Elsternwick S4
Vic.\
Thursday: 28th October, 1954.
Dearling Dad,
A brief note whilst forwarding a letter from Mother, which Marg sent on and I recieved this evening.
You should be packing up by now, but no mention in home letters of the date. I shall be glad when you do — it is too far away and time you had some leisure.
You will be glad to know that I still get up betimes in the the morning and am at work in good time — usually the first in our section & sometimes even the first in the building! You can't believe it is true,
II
I expect.
Am going to Point Cook for the week-end — the first time since being in the flat. Had a note from Brenda B last night in which she says John has just been promoted Squadron Leader. A good cause of celebration.
Wish you could have had some of the rain that fell here this week. It was badly needed, of course, but I personally could have spared some. It just fell gently but solidly for two days & nights, with darly a let-up. We had as much in that time as generally falls during the whole month.
Do hope you are not wearing yourself out, darling, with the wheat-weighing still to come.
I love you,
Joanee.
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scrub.
By the way, in case you care my telephone number is — MXY130 (Albert Park Barracks), Extension 6563. May be handy to have until such time as we get the 'phone here.
I do wish you could see our dear little flat. It really is home now & I have unpacked everything except one small case of summer things & evening shoes, etc., which I have no prospect of wearing.
We have heard of a shorthand coach, & keep insisting that we will ring up, but so far no action. It is too nice at home. We make roast dinner on Sunday & now have a kitchen garden — parsley, mint & chives, in three pots on the back landing. By courtesy of Viginia's middle son.
Miss you & love you all very much
Joanee.
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a shade weary.
Sales on at present. We have again bought very little, but there is still a lot of work to be done.
Mother came down to-day & mended a hole in the pocket of your pants. Will fix the place where the flannel is wearing on the pocket next time.
Went in to see Cousin Ernest oh Saturday afternoon. He averred he was "never better" & said he had no pain at all. I believe Dr Minchin took a piece of skin from his leg to graft in the ear. I don't know what it was all about, but apparently he had to remove quite a piece from inside his ear. He said then he hoped to be coming out about to-day, but I don't know if he did. He said they treated him very well & he had "too much attention" & plenty to eat. Dear old chap.
Cousin Eva now says she won't come to Perth until she has to — meaning, I suppose, when she feels she can't look after herself any more. It is bitter luck that one so independent should lose her sight.
It is all very vague, but if this new Rent Bill is passed, Mother will almost certainly have to give up 59, so she might come down here [?] go away to the East for a while, with the idea
[? [Incomplete page.]] by for now, by dear — I still love you better than anyone else on earth.
Joanee. xxxx oooo
