LETTER TO MAMMY
By David Gardiner
Dear Mammy,
Here I am in London! What do you think of that?
I’ll start by saying sorry that I didn’t write sooner. I started a couple of letters but what I was saying seemed like such (word scratched out) nonsense that I just threw them away. It took me a few days to get the hang of the way they do things over here.
Anyway I arrived at Liverpool safe and sound and got the train down to London. It went at a hell of a speed and even though it’s hundreds of miles I was there by teatime. Finbar met me at the station. He’s looking well but he’s a lot quieter now than when we used to know him. At least it was me that did the most of the talking. He carried the big case for me and took me on a bus to the house he’s living in. I couldn’t believe how big Londo
