School holiday honouring Mafeking (Boer War) Letter
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My dear Mother
As you see I am down here today. The school had a whole holiday yesterday and tomorrow in honour of Mafeking so I came down to stay the week-end. When I heard the hooters at a quarter to ten I was in bed just sinking into my first sleep, up I jumped and hollowed out for all I was worth. I asked Mrs L. if I might go out and she answered in the affirmative so in about two shakes of a gnat’s b-m I was dressed and ready to start. So off I went and a jolly crush it was. My feet are all skinned in some places from being stepped on. I was never in a more muddling place than a hustling, jostling, feet-treading, stomach bumping, shouting, shouting, singing, yelling, flag flying, squib letting, noisy, patriotic, drunken crowd at night. I sang half a twelve times and “Soldiers of the Queen”, “Dublin Fusiliers”, “He’s a Jolly Good Fellow”, “Rule |Britannia” twice as many times. At last I got in at a quarter past eleven and wasn’t in bed until quarter past twelve.
Aunty Ada sends her love, she’s too lazy to write and says that you owe her a letter
They haven’t had a wet day since they came here, lovely weather! I have started a pen and ink for Aunty Meg but whether it will be finished in time I don’t know.
We are all going to walk to Caswell this morning and lunch there and back in the afternoon so I must finish. My love to all, again how is Dad getting on with his wood chopping.
Your loving son, Brian
P.S. I haven’t your last letter with me so that if there was any question to be answered you must wait until next time.
A couple of scenes in the street (Friday night)
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