Friday, 5 August 2016

5th August 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Dunally Lodge

Aug 5th '36

My very own dearest dear - I can't enclose your photographs because it was early-closing day, but I'll get them done when I go to Richmond next.  I thought this important point wanted explaining thoroughly - so I had better write you a letter - don't you think so too?

This morning when I left you at the station I felt as if you were going a long way away - & that I wasn't going to see you for months - it was all I could do to bear up until I got to school.  Miss X had slept badly, and was a bit grumpy, but we worked like navvies until 1-15, when I felt ready to drop with emptiness - so I went to Grannie's for a boiled egg (and thought of you!) I forgot to tell you that we talked about you v. Philip Wilson Dixon at lunch yesterday with Grannie & Miss X.  Grannie saying how very much she liked you - you had all the push and will to get on that Philip would never have!!! 

I went to sleep this afternoon and have been writing letters for the last two hours.  I have sent Hamels the photographs, with my letter.  I did enjoy it all so much.  Of course (although it sounds a bit Ethel M. Well) I should love even the most awful place as long as we were together - because I think the double haze over everything of loving and being loved hides such a lot of things that would worry one to distraction without it.  But to love and bee loved in perfect places is the ideal - and (as you notice) is almost too much for anyone!

- I long for the time I shall see you next - I long for the week when you come home here every evening - I long for Penzance and having you to myself all day long - and I long with the passionate desire which is either two trite words or a hundred overwhelming emotions, for the time when I shall live beside you in mind every day, and sleep beside you in body every night.

and even with all these longings for the future (trademarks of my animal existence!) I am supremely content (another trademark) to think how wonderful life and you are to me - and it's a slight relief to think that there's more than a 50/50 chance that our offspring will be definitely above "animal" level.  Anyhow if they show any leanings that way they won't be allowed to lean long.

I put my £10 in the National Savings today - that's £30 now. If I left it in 10 years it would be £40 - so do you think perhaps we'd better wait?

Have they worked you off your feet today?  Poor old thing, I expect you're still slogging away as I write this.  Did you meet your Mother? - and how is she?  Perhaps you could find time just to ring me up sometime tomorrow or Friday before you go.  And don't forget to let me know what time you get back, because I might be able to come & meet the train in.  If you have a spare minute to find out the cost of Penzance - or I shall have spent it all.

All my heart & a long long kiss comes with this - your Mary Pleasant  x

Saturday, 23 July 2016

23rd July 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Dearest Dear - Am invigilating exams - & forgot to bring my pad.  I enclose invitation for Monday - Miss Hewling is bringing a male friend who apparently reels magnificently - so we're going to ask him to give us all a lesson!  Do come - because you needn't dance all the time & we're going to have beer & sausages.

Miss X is looking forward to seeing us all on Saturday - she was telling the rest of the staff at Break that she was having 3 generations of "Ormiston" to tea! - then she said it was a pity I couldn't manufacture a baby before then to make it 4 generations!! - But she thought perhaps bringing you was the next best thing!!

- Next Tuesday the Art Society hope to go to the Open Air Theatre - so if it's fine enough I'm afraid I shan't be able to come up to you.

This weather is the limit - my cold is still annoying.

My love for you grows more & more every day- 

Mary Pleasant  xxx

Sunday, 17 July 2016

17th July 1936 - Mary to Terrick

My very dearest dearest dear - My pad is downstairs & I don't want to see a soul again until supper time so I've torn a page out of my German book.  It has been a frightful day - but very typical of the last school day before Speech Day.  Miss Cross trying to squash in a hundred meetings - talks to the school - competitions for prizes & tidyings of the house!  "God's Gift to Women" is upon me (and I've worked it out & find I shall start on Sept. 13th! - so I've cursed that all day too!)

Have just been across to Grannies & seen Mummy & Jill (both looking spruce & clean) & felt just like a jaded school-mistress!  They said I looked a fright!

I can't go up to As You Like It - Miss X wants to do prize list after supper - and I'd rather see something with you tomorrow if I can - so I shall have to miss it.  I see "Give us This Night" is at the Stoll too - but the Forum is nearer. 

Patricia's friend has lent her her car for a week in the hols - so we're going to plan somewhere for the three of us to go camping! Me driving! - (I wish I dared ask her if we could borrow it for Penzance - or even hire it - but we shall have to see how our camping goes!)

Must stop & change - I love you more than words can tell - & if it hadn't been for Wed. I should be desperate - Your Mary P

(I'm sorry I'm so selfish about letter writing but I don't seem to be able to put myself in your place - & I long so much just to see your envelope on my plate!)

Sunday, 3 July 2016

3rd July 1936 - Mary to Terrick


Dear Ticky,

Mummy phoned up just after you had rung off to say I was to wait at school until Mr Lingwood could pick me up some time between 2 & 4 o'clock tomorrow! - as she wanted me to do some shopping for her in Kingston because Jack & Jill would be at Henley all day & I was to come home to help her with tea - she has Mrs Leslie & her son there.  She was a bit cross about Sunday as she had understood you were definitely coming to Brighton on Sunday & had accepted the invitation to lunch for you.  But I said it was my fault as I only told you about it yesterday (so she's disagreeable about us both now) - specially as we were coming back to the party on Sunday at 5. & she was looking forward to the drive with both of us.  However - she says now she will never fix up anything for you again & all her plans for the weekend have been upset.

I think perhaps it would have been better if we'd given her to understand you couldn't come last weekend - & then changed it if you had decided you would come.  I suppose something that happened at your meetings in the week made you feel you couldn't.

Anyway - I simply can't wait till Wednesday - whatever you can - & I'm just slightly and unreasonably cross, because I feel when I've got safely to Friday, my weekend's all right - & you could easily have decided against on Wednesday when we were saying how nice the bathe in the sea would be.

- Forget all this - I shan't care a bit tomorrow - & I'm a bit annoyed Mummy cares so much - because I told her I didn't.

- I expect it will be Wednesday in the end.

How did the speech go?


3rd July 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place
3rd July 1936

My Darling Girl,

Just back from making my debut as a political public speaker.  The speech went down all right and interested an ex-bus driver in the audience who spoke up and endorsed what I said.  The chief thing is that now I am not a bit nervous of speaking.  Next week my subject is "The United Front".

I should like to come to Brighton on Sunday, but I should be letting the Party down if I did.  My trades union's Metropolitan District Council have actually decided to support the Demonstration of Welcome and they want every man behind the banner in order to show the whole union that there is a strong feeling for the United Front.

Actually too it is going to be very interesting.  A lot of very famous people in the movement will be speaking from all parts of the world.

I do hope you will be able to come to Redhill with me tomorrow.  we can spend the afternoon in the country all by ourselves.  How did Patricia & Hasty P. like "The Seagull"? And what, if you know, did the Shakespeare Society think of Henry VIII?

I can hardly remember when I last saw you.  It seems so long ago.  But somehow dear, since Wednesday, I love you more.  I don't mean gradually more, but a sudden jump more.  I feel more strongly that we are one: Youandme.  You know what I mean.

Goodbye.  I must catch the post.


Sunday, 26 June 2016

26th June 1936 - Mary to Terrick


My Very Own Dearest Dear - I am afraid my late nights are beginning to tell - I have had to stifle yawns all today.  Thank you so much for your dear letter - I'm not sure it didn't make me blush - and I'm quite certain it made my heart beat faster!  but I felt a bit selfish all the same keeping you out of bed just to say nice things to me! - & I suppose you've only had a bath bun for lunch today because of the stamp.  So it's really my fault you're so bony!  But I'll make it up to you one day.

It went very well again last night.  Perhaps not quite as well as Wednesday - but the family enjoyed it & we all went in to Grannie's for tea afterwards, which was mice - Miss X too.  The weather looks as if it would do for us tonight - if we do play I shall probably catch double pneumonia on the grass all that time!

Ralph asked if you couldn't join the bathing party from 5-7 tomorrow - but I said I thought it would be too much of a rush for you.  Mummy says Jack is taking the car to a party & will pick us up at 11.p.m. I bet he's late.  I think Andy is coming tonight.

It's very nice of you to cut the meeting on Sunday for me.  Are you sure it's principally correct?   But I suppose it's really only because you simply must go next weekend?

Mummy told me she was going to Aunt M's on Tuesday.

I must stop now & take the children to Rounders.  Thank goodness it's Friday.  Miss X says I must have breakfast in bed tomorrow! Whoopee! Several people have said ours has more life in it that the O.U.D.S. production.  I'm longing to see the paper tomorrow.

All my love, darling - it seems years since I kissed you properly.


Mary Pleasant xxx

Saturday, 25 June 2016

25th June 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place

25th June 1936

My Darling Mary,

This will be a short letter because I can hardly keep awake, but I have been trying to find time all day to tell you how lovely you looked last night, and how proud I felt to think that at any rate some people in the audience knew that I was the lucky man.

Also I fell in love with you over again, just as I did when I got your photograph. You looked so much more like some ideal creature from a Forest of Arden in the Never-Never Land than Miss Ormiston, Junior School Mistress of the O.V.S., or even than my own darling Mary Pleasant, that I fell in love with you again at first sight.

I really ought to be in town on Sunday for the last day of the District Party Congress and the rally in Hyde Park, but I shall cut for you - next week I really must be in town - so I'll see you at 11pm on Saturday and we'll have an idyllic weekend.

All the love you see in my eyes and all I feel in my heart.


Thursday, 23 June 2016

23rd June 1936 - Mary to Terrick


Darling - Thank you so much for your nice surprise letter - It was a lovely one.  How funny that it should come out at Aunt Mildred's just as we were talking about it at home.  But I do feel (seeing as how we haven't had anything to do with it) that it might prove a blessing.  I didn't know Mummy had brought up the subject of my insurance as well (poor old thing! I did let you in for it on Sunday, didn't I?) The way I look at it is as upon a "saving" that Mummy is kindly saving for me instead of having to do it myself (because my Prudential's the same) - and also I think of all Mummy did with her insurance money when she was 50. - It made a tremendous difference for her (for a year or two!)  I know I should have enough to live on if you died - with your policy money and other things later when either of our parents die - but when I'm getting narrow and middle aged and uninteresting - it will be marvellous to be able suddenly to do one of the things I've wanted to all my life - travel somewhere - set up a new house - take the children somewhere they couldn't have gone without it - just to wake myself up to the goodness of life once more, (where money can help one so tremendously when the excitement of living is dying down!) - And don't you ever let Mummy think you think it a waste of money (just because you'd rather see I had all the money I needed) - because she has to expend the feelings she has for us all some way or other - and if she can lie in bed at night and think "well, whatever happens, Mary Love is quite happy and will be well looked after - and I've done all I wanted to for her" - then it's worth accepting - isn't it? Some of the nicest gifts are the unnecessary ones.

The dress rehearsal last night was a great success - we started at 7.30 and didn't finish till.  11.30!  The lighting effects alter the whole production - & add a tremendous glamour to everything.  I wish A. Mildred would come one evening. No. 8 in row C. will be rather a mouldy seat.  But you must use your wits & slip into an empty one more until if you can.  They all told me I looked nicest in my country girl costume - I'm longing for you to see me!!  We had a few general photographs taken - & the beastly News Chronicle man made us join in a row & link arms! - & took Kathleen & I powdering our noses!!!  I took some with my camera on an s.s. Kodak - & tried an exposure by stage lighting, but I don't suppose it'll come out.  It's all great fun & I'm very thrilled - but a bit tired already - and I have to go to bed with such dirty feet every night!! I wish I went home instead.

I should have loved to have seen you talking to your woman - it must have been very funny.  I could talk to you for hours myself - but then I always could!

All my love always.


Mary Pleasant   xxx

P.S. On pain of death don't go home without seeing me tomorrow - come along to the dressing rooms along the path to the "ladies & gents" - on the right going out of the chair space.

Wednesday, 22 June 2016

22nd June 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place

22nd April 1936

Petootie Darling, 

Our hand is being forced.  Renny came round to-day and tells me that when he went to supper with Aunt Mildred they talked about us and it came out the parents hadn't written to your mother, & she told him she was going to write.  Thinking it over I am not sure that I want her to.  It is rather going behind M & D's backs. I haven't been able to phone them today but will tomorrow about the show on Sunday.  I'll tell them then what I have decided.  It is very sweet of her.  She also talked of inviting your mother up.

This evening I went to see my queer client.  Although she arranged to see me just after six she wasn't in herself till nearly seven, & then she talked & talked & talked the most queer stuff.  The poor woman is absolutely an object of pity.  She admitted that she went to Blankenberge to recover from a nervous breakdown.  It was like listening to a Dostoevsky character raving quietly. Her talk was so mixed that it was almost unintelligible.  She has two obsessions: that people don't want her, and that men are always trying to seduce her.  She would still be talking but I got up in the middle of a sentence and said I would report all she had told me to our head office.  I started by explaining matters to her but she couldn't understand anything just branched away onto something different, so after listening to her for half an hour I said I would report her remarks to H.O. & came home to a half cold supper.

It was a lovely week-end.  I hope you haven't caught flu from going near Jill.

I can't see the point of your mother's insurance idea.  Of course I won't draw out any of my bonuses because if I die first you will suffer financial loss & will want the insurance money - the only reason I got insured; but if you died first it wouldn't mean any financial loss (the only kind of loss and insurance can put right) to me.  Unless our children were just at the age when they still needed a woman to look after them it would be sheer profit.  So why should I get any insurance money.  Certainly you should draw out all the bonuses to which you were entitled, if you needed them.  I can't see the point of insuring you at all.  It is just waste of money.  If she settled the premium amount on you, it would be some independent pin money for you, so that you could buy clothes I didn't like.

I must stop now It is twenty past eleven.  Sleep well, or rather, by the time you get this letter, work hard.

Lots of Love & lots of kisses


Saturday, 18 June 2016

18th June 1936 - Mary to Terrick



Most dearest of dears - let's hope you never understand what a fat mug of a wife you've let yourself in for.  Darling - you'd never believe me if I could tell you how sick I've worried myself for the last 10 days.  Today is like waking up from a nightmare in which you're just being hanged for killing somebody, & finding it's not true.  I couldn 't tell you, because you laughed at me & made me think you didn't really know anything at all about it.  Anyway, in all my life before, I've never had a proper tummy-ache that lasted for 1- days on end - and it isn't much better now - and I've felt so sick all the time too.  But I expect it's because I've always been so fiendishly healthy that something must have upset me inside and I can't explain it.

- I'm sorry, old thing, to bring this all up again like this, but it's so marvellous not to have to worry any more & there's noone else I can explain it to - oh - my dearest dear - aren't I a fool?

Thank you so much for your letter, over which I duly dried my eyes, and determined on a new & better life, for your sake!! Saturday sounds lovely - but listen, if you have me to supper & we go to the New Victoria - I'll buy your film - because it's not fair, your having to pay up every weekend.  So if you buy it I'll refund you the cost on Saturday.  Shall I meet you at Earls Court Station at 2.30?  Gosh it will be nice seeing you again - your photograph is the stoniest thing I've ever met.

Ralph Linley is getting married in September - the cad.  Still, they've got pots of money.

I should have simply loved July 11th - but we've booked up "As You Like It" to do at the Twickenham county School that afternoon so I'm afraid it's imposs.  Isn't it always the way? - When you suggest something all off your own bat and thrill me to the marrow - I can't come.

- Best luck for tomorrow - I shall be in all the evening if you have a moment to phone me.

All my love always.

Your  Mary Pleasant  xxx

Friday, 17 June 2016

17th June 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place
S.W. 5
17th June 1936

My Darling Mary,

I think an equally useful and less difficult problem than that of rejuvenation for prolonging life would be an invention to do away with the necessity for sleep.  It maddens me to think that I waste seven or eight hours every day doing nothing when I have such a lot to do.  I don't remember ever having read of any attempt to discover such a thing.

Nowadays I am really living for the first time.  Life must have been a stagnant affair before you loved me and I joined the Communist Party.  I am about as happy, I suppose, as it is possible for anyone to be, but at the same time I am too occupied to think whether I am enjoying myself or not.

If only I could be rid of the Poly & free from the necessity of wasting my time earning my living!  You see I am never content: saying one minute that I am perfectly happy, and the next minute wishing for something far off. But it is part of the happiness.  We should be miserable without wishes.  To get married is another.

I do wish 22nd June activities didn't clash.  I should like you to come to our dance, and I should like to see your final performance.

I rang up Renny about Saturday but he was not in.  I have asked him to ring me.  I don't think I can afford it because I want to take advantage of not being able to go to Dunally this week-end to buy a film and start my housing picture.  Could you come up in the afternoon and help me, have supper here & then come to the New Victoria with me?

By the way, do you know that your mother is ill?  I have written to her.  What do you think she would like, I should like to send her something.  She has the same thing as Jack apparently.  He told me about it.

This morning I got a letter form Vera congratulating me on my engagement - She says that you look lovely by your photo in the Morning Post! (Evidently it is being passed round.) I personally don't think one can get the slightest idea from it what you look like.

Vera has been "writing frantically these last few months", and has sold three stories and a sketch and has requests for more, so she is going off to Jamaica on the proceeds.  She is going by a different line from Mrs Ormo, from Liverpool.

Renny has just rung up.  He is not very keen on going to Dulwich either.  Apparently he had a very good time at this dinner and dance at which he deputised for me, by getting off with the new secretary of the English-Speaking Union and with another girl who didn't belong to their party.  She rang him up today, but he has "thought better of it" and instructs the office to say he is out!

He and I have just been asked to a sherry party by the same people at Wimbledon but can't get out there in time.

I hope you feel better now.  I can assure you it is your imagination.

From Monday onwards I am to deal direct with Ashe over my complaints - He says he prefers to work with me because I am quicker than anyone else in the firm at picking things up and don't have to take long notes!!  Needless to say he didn't say this to me.  Stonelake passed it on to me.  It will now be up to me to shine. I get on well with Ashe although I dislike him.

On Saturday 11th July Dean & Dawson are having an outing to Maidenhead & have asked the Poly to join them, so a few of us are going.  I have booked two seats for us.  Let me know if there is any snag so that I can let them know.  Once we get to Maidenhead I believe we can do what we like.

Goodbye, my love.  Write & let me know what time to expect you on Saturday.

Terrick  XXX

Thursday, 16 June 2016

16th June 1936 - Mary to Terrick



Dearest of Dears - in about ten minutes I must start for Twickenham to try on costumes & thence on to Brentford to try out to cast Rosalind - if I don't like her I'm going to kick up as much of a shindy as I dare - She can't expect to perform in public after only 2 rehearsals.  This may be my last moment this week so I thought you'd forgive a short one.  I've received my booklet from Kodak's & shall buy an s.s. film to take some of the dress rehearsal.

Car & General Interviewing me at 2.30 tomorrow re Jill running down woman last November!  They spent 1 1/2 hrs. giving her 3rd degree today for evidence in case they bring it to court! Whoopee!

- Let me know definitely about Sat: what time & where etc: - But I have come to the conclusion the only thing I have fit to wear at all - is exactly what I wore to Grannie's birthday party - plus eye veil & fluffy blouse.  Don't you think that ought to do? - I could keep in the background.  Or would Renny be horrified?

- Talked to Grannie a bit on communism yesterday - heaven knows what you would have thought!

Have just spent an hour dancing an eightsome reel - or trying to - & feel fit to bust.

- Hope this crosses a letter from you - When can I see you next? - Did you say Friday was no good? - Oh yes, it's your speech.  never mind - Saturday will have to do.

- All my very bestest love


Mary P.

P.S. I still have a tummy-ache, but I expect it's all imagination !!! - anyway I shall know by next week!!!

Saturday, 11 June 2016

11th June 1936 - Terrick to Mary

The Office


Dearest One

The furniture shop is at the bottom of Radcliffe Gardens, so I'll meet you at Earl's Court Station at the time you mentioned for being at the Dominion (I forget what it was; your letter is at home).

I have got some booklets on the Rhine-land for Helen but nothing on Youth Hostels.  She will have to get that from the German Railways Information Bureau.  Let me have her address.

I have just heard that I am only to have tomorrow morning off now.

Which book on birth control did you mean?  How much is it?

My dreams of struggle and strife needn't worry you.  They weren't practical & the struggle & strife wasn't local in my case.  Just dreams of exciting times that will happen one day perhaps not in our time.

I must stop now.

All my love


Friday, 10 June 2016

10th June 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Old Vicarage School

June 10th 1936

Darling - Thank you very much for the effort it must have cost you to remember to write to me when you'd only seen me the day before!  actually, it's the best time of the week to send me a letter - because I can answer it on my free afternoon now.

At first thought I was a bit disappointed about your dance on the 27th - but I rather hope the cast will arrange a bit of a party after the last performance - so perhaps we could both meet after everything's over & go home.  Do you mean it'll be a political struggle and strife in the future?  Because it makes me feel a bit apprehentious, when I think about it - and also makes me quite certain that we oughtn't to live in Richmond - we should have a most miserable time - or rather I would - unless I could ever make myself feel strongly enough to overcome outside criticism.

I looked in Miss X's Richmond and Twickenham to see if there were any flats advertised in those roads we looked at - but only one is mentioned.  There were one of two others that sounded nice up in the same direction and they all ranged from 22/- to 27/6 & 30/- - so it ought to be fairly easy when we want one.  The most expensive ones were 35/- but they sounded too large for us anyway.  It puts me off a bit when they say "newly decorated" - because it would be so extravagant to put our beautiful white & peach paint over the top!

I should love to see your famous chairs that I slightly turned up my nose at.  Weren't they somewhere down Tottenham Court Rd?  if so, I'll meet you outside the Dominion Cinema at about 5.30 - 5.45.  Would that do?  I should also like to find the picture shop called "Challenge ??" somewhere near Russell Square

It seems rather hard on you, having to come all the way down to Richmond afterwards - what about seeing "The Dream" on Saturday afternoon - or are you booked up that day?  It looks as if it's going to be awful for me these weekends - here all Sunday mornings and back on Sundays after tea - Grannie's away.  Find out, if you can, the weekend which will be most booked up for you in the next 3 - because I think I shall ask Auntie Bee if she'll have me - although Sunday rehearsal is a drawback.  Helen Dick offered me half her bed this Saturday - but if you're busy there's not much aim - is there? Flip is a curse! - Also, one day I'd very much like to try and get a copy of the entry in Lambeth Parish Church of James Ormiston's marriage in 1798.  Couldn't you help me?

Thank you so much for taking my camera to Kodak.  Did you point out how stiff it was to close, too?

Today we are making fudge to sell to the children, to get money to buy Folk Dance records.  Patricia has just got a wonderful book of Scottish dances and reels - & we're going to start learning an "eightsome" next week - & when we're fairly good, we're going to invite the London Representative to come down and help us!!!  - I think she's a plan "Miss Law" - but we were very tempted to invite Lady Mackintosh of Mackintosh - or even Mrs Magregor of Magregor!  We're going to invite you & P. Wilson-Dixon & Helen over one evening to join the staff in one!

This evening we've got a lecture on architecture for which we're charging 1/- entrance to send to Sydney Carroll for the Open Air Theatre.

What a life!!

- Oh darling, I'm longing to see you again - I haven't forgotten my strawberries & cream yet!

- I am now going upstairs to write our decorating scheme in my book.

All my love always - in spite of the "struggle & strife".

Mary  xxx

P.S. At the beginning of the summer hols - when I've got a lot of money - I'm going to buy that book on Birth Control - if you'll go into the shop for me and ask for it?

Thursday, 9 June 2016

9th June 1936 - Postcard from Eileen to Terrick

The "Hindenberg" has just flown by.

I've just been driving along the Poppelsdorfer Allee and thought of you!  We came here from Koln this afternoon and had tea at the Petersberger Hotel on the top of one of the "Siebengebirge".  Do you know it?  This view of the Drachenfels is taken from it.  This afternoon we were in Alberts Old Corps house & this evening he had a practise bout at fencing.  It was not interesting.  he hadn't done any since he was here last 7 years ago.  His fencing master is coming to dinner with us today.  We are touring a part of the Moselle tomorrow, Tuer, Koblenz & Waldesch.



Will send Rennie a card from Heidleberg

Saturday, 4 June 2016

4th June 1935 - Mary to Terrick

Thursday 3.55

Dear Terrick - having an odd moment between my children's departure and the tea gong (Miss X being out) I thought I'd write you a letter.  I may not have time to finish it - but that won't matter - one of the nicest things about a letter, to me, is the look of it's envelope.  You know you often say "I'm sorry I didn't write to you, but I didn't have time" - & I do, too, sometimes - well, I've been thinking to myself just lately it isn't time you need to write the kind of thing that would make the whole day seem like it does when I'm going to see you in the evening - but just "kindness".  I don't suppose you quite understand yet.  But if, say, when you hadn't seen me for 24 hours you just wrote either 
(a) "I still love you"
or (b) "Have just seen marvellous bedroom suite for 6¾ d
or (c) "Party last night great success"
on the back of a bus ticket & posted it to me - it would quite equal half going to the pictures with you or ⅓ going to the "Continental" with you.  So you see, two of them (provided they were on two successive dates) would save you the price of a whole evening's outing - and three of them (provided they were on three successive dates) would save you a whole evening's entertaining!  But I feel you never think it's worth writing unless you've got an hour to spend concocting a super letter - whereas it's worth 40 times more than you can possibly imagine - just because I know it's written when you hadn't got time - but made it specially for me - any more weeks with you in the distance all the time will be almost unbearable- it seems so much worse now I'm really and properly engaged to you - & weekends come all in one lump - so it seems a frightfully unbalanced existence!

I love you so very much - and Tuesday evening was magnificent.  Thank you ever so much for taking me.  Have you heard how your mother is?

Mummy wants to know the cheapest return fare to Norway for Ken's wedding Aug 6th.  Can you find out? - & I think they said you went to Oslo.  We say J. Eastman's baby yesterday - He's lovely now - frightfully big & brown with lovely blue eyes.

- I must stop because I've got a frightful lot to do - Patricia says I don'[t plan my life well enough (because I said I hadn't time to play tennis with her this evening!) - but I'm afraid she's quite right.

- All my love, my very dearest dear, I long terribly for Saturday - could we lunch together at 2 1.45, or is that too early? I suppose you don't want to look round any rooms now - do you?

Yours always

Mary P  xxx

P.S. I hope the social goes off well tomorrow - remember my better points when you gaze upon your communist women!

Sunday, 22 May 2016

22nd May 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Thursday evening

My dearest dear - these days drag by in a flash.  Half of me is too rushed to do anything I want to properly - and the other half misses just the look and sound of you so badly that, if I think, I can feel my heart inside me get tighter and tighter with aching and it presses against the back of my eyes - until I have to think my hardest about something else, in case I cry (and it doesn't even help to say there's nothing to cry for) I'm afraid I'm a bit of a weakling - but it's something to explain it to you - because more and more I come to realize that men's and women's feelings in love are very very different - so one of the safest things to do first is to find out and understand what the other person feels, so that you can fit in.

It's strange what a vivid picture I have of how we'll treat each other when we're married.  It's much more me coming to live in your life than you mine - but they're very separate lives, all the same.  I hope, in some ways, they won't be quite as separate as I picture them, but I'm quite convinced the most ideal kind of friendship between two people is one that doesn't make too many demands on the other - and yet has a limitless fund of interest in the other.

Darling - it would be one of the most wonderful things if you had a room in Richmond (and, from the look of the advertisements in the local paper, it ought to be easy to get one) - but Fulham and the Finance Committee worry me a bit.  Not because (and this will always worry me more) I can make myself care very much bout people being unfairly turned out of their homes in Chelsea - but because I have got so used to thinking of you as encased in a layer of magnificent ambition for the good of mankind; that if it was through me that it got broken, it would break my heart too.  So, if there's the slightest chance of your coming to Richmond and spoiling one of the tings I love best in you - I'd much rather you stayed where you are - and if ever afterwards an occasion ever arises when you want with all your heart to do something for me - and yet it means leaving one of the best parts of yourself behind - please, please, just explain to me and don't do it.  Because I'm such a selfish person sometimes, and I'm always sorry for it afterwards.

I loved going to Aunt Mildred's - and would have liked to have written & thanked her (specially as it was their last bottle of champagne!) - but I thought perhaps it might have looked a bit silly.

Miss Cross took us for a lovely picnic yesterday - But she drives so badly she gave me the willies all the way.  We saw her cottage and she's rented it for 3 years at £45 a year.  It's in most wonderful repair and much nicer inside than out.  It's not really at all picturesque but really very nice.  She bought a Dalton's weekly which I looked at - it simply makes your mouth water - cottages & flats by the million - a flat in Elleker Gardens, Richmond for 17/- a week!

I have had "The Bride's Book" sent me by the Evening Standard - it's really quite nice with heaps of nice useful hints as to how to get stains off furniture and clean carpets and blank pages to put in your own hints and recipes etc: I'll show it to you on Saturday.

We come back to school next term on Sept 22nd - so if you could wangle yours on the 14th - we could go to Wensley (if they ask me) - on Friday Sept 11th for a week - which would be lovely  - or anywhere else with you would be wonderful.

I haven't had time to clip much into my "English in Love" - but I'm frightfully thrilled with it.  Than you so much.

It's Walton Regatta on Saturday - I was thinking we might buy the Richmond & Twickenham Times & meet for lunch at 1.30 - & look at rooms for fun in the afternoon.  But I suppose it would be nicer to go down to watch the racing in the Dinghy (if it's warm)

- Oh - my very own dearest dearest dear you seem such a long long way away - and I don't seem to be able to see nearly enough of you - I suppose you'll be too busy tomorrow evening to ring me up? - that would help Saturday to come a bit nearer. - If not, Saturday morning before 9 is best.

I love you so very very much.

- If I could see you for 10 minutes it would be all right - but I suppose I can wait.

Mary Pleasant   xxx

Monday, 9 May 2016

9th May 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place

9th May 1936

My Darling, 

How hot it is!  I have just come back from a Socials Committee and made up my accounts.  We have done well, and are getting up a dance for Saturday 27th.  That means that I shall come and see "As You Like It" sometime during the week.

A funny thing happened today.  I sat all day in the Conference Room & just knocked at the door of the Administration next door and put my head in whenever I wanted something.  Stonelake mentioned to Ashe that I knocked on the door but did not dare say that I put my head into the room.  Ashe said "Good Lord, he mustn't go into the passage at all.  He must thump on the wall between the rooms when he wants anything".  So I did all day, but I told Stonelake that at about 6p.m. long after Ashe would have departed I wanted to come into the administration to get some papers for tomorrow that no one else knew how to collect.  Stonelake said O.K. in any case if I saw Ashe in the corridor as I came out of the conference room I could go back but he always leaves the office before 5.  So I did it.  I was in Administration collecting my things when the door opened and who should come in but Ashe.  Stonelake went scarlet and I felt I did too.  I haven't felt like it since I was caught wandering about one of my prep schools in the dead of night.  Ashe only said: "Well how is the pariah?" and asked Drew a question and went out again, but I bet there will be trouble tomorrow for Stonelake.  He is going to get in his say first.  Isn't it foolish!

Darling, in that second-hand shop I was telling you about I have just seen some wonderful chairs, table and sideboard in natural oak.  Also the chairs I was telling you about have got arms - like this

only it leans back not forward as I have drawn it.  I wish you could see them; couldn't you come up before the shop shuts on Friday?  And then we could go back to Richmond together to "Midsummer Night's Dream".  They are also selling off a manufacturers stock of carpet at 40% his price.

I took your camera to Kodak, after haggling a bit and saying it was our fault the assistant at length took the camera behind the scenes to an expert, and then said they would keep it till Saturday and see to it.

I have just heard form the Poly Friendly Society that they will pay all my dentist's bill & 15/- of the 18/6 of my optician's.  Wonderful, isn't it!

Let me know how soon you can come up on Friday.  I'll probably spend the early afternoon at the Museum or the Records Office.

It was wonderful hearing from you yesterday evening.  I wish you were here now.

I have all sorts of dreams of us two in the future when I am travelling in the bus.  Probably not at all the type of future you would like - too much struggle and strife (not between us) attached to it.

I must stop now and write to a man about a dance band for a dance.s

All my heart and the love in it.



Saturday, 7 May 2016

7th May 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place

7th May 1936


The film is nearly perfect!  The processor describes it as "slightly over-exposed" and "overexposed" and it certainly is in bits, but not, as far as I can see very seriously.  Your dress has come out a dazzling white and the white round the dining-room window is rather glaring, & the washing, but I think that with a full size picture it will look all right.  All the longer shots look perfect, though one can't tell without projecting.  The scene in the consulting-room looks marvellous.  There is not sign of the outdoor world in it at all.  I should think that with the two ends of the ping-pong tables we might do without interior shots for quite a time.

I was very surprised that the film was over-exposed.  I would have bet a pound that it would have been on the under-exposed side.  I was particularly afraid of the green ping pong bat.  Remembering how black the grass had come out in the scene of Inge rolling over and you pouring out the water jug, I felt sure the board would be too dark.  It is just right.  I am crazy to see it projected.

I spent this afternoon in the Public Records Office, a fascinating place.  One of the books I asked for absolutely floored me: (a) it was a manuscript in old-English writing (b) it was in Latin (c) every other word was abbreviated unrecognisably.  I gave it up and concentrated on the stuff that had been translated and printed.  One interesting new line of inquiry that I found was that a place called Church Staunton somewhere in the diocese of Salisbury was once called Staunton FitzHugh because the FitzHughs had been lords of the manor.

When I came out I would have come down to Richmond but by the time I had got the film from Selfridge - it was only just ready - it was after five, and as I have to be at a political branch meeting at eight in Chelsea and have dinner I should not have had much time with you.

Tomorrow I am catching the 10a.m. coach from King's Cross arriving at Luton at 11.30, then on to Bedford and Eaton Socon (the parish where Begwary is).  In the Victorian History of Bedfordshire the house is described as "a very dilapidated half-timbered structure, the bricks between the framing being laid in herring-bone fashion, while the windows are filled in with double-hung sashes and the walls covered on the outside with plaster.  The roof is of slate, and the building is partially surrounded by a moat". It sounds attractive doesn't it.  Referring to the "ancient manor" the county History says: "It's site is probably marked by 'Begwary Farm' in existence to the present day".

What is the number of you car? & did your mother come up in it?  Oh, no of course she didn't, I remember now!  But as I was coming from the Records Office I saw a car the exact double of yours in (I think it was) Lincoln's Inn Fields.

Write to me, dear.  I have now one hundred and sixty-seven letters and cards from you, including ¾ of one that you tore up.

I am so sorry that I shall see so little of you this week-end.  Can't I come to the Shakespeare Society party?  You didn't seem very anxious to have me.

When I rang up your mother to ask if I could borrow a camera, she asked me for the number of this house as a letter had come for me addressed care of her - obviously as a result of the announcement. It arrived to-day marked: "Personal. Please Forward".  I was a bit mystified at the stress laid on it, but I wasn't when I opened it.  It was from some birth-control people soliciting my custom!

Three people in this house have now congratulated me.

I have got the super reel.  Unless you particularly want to be present I will wile away the long Sunday without you by stringing together the odd films.

I wish you all the best for to-morrow morning.  I didn't know you were going up so soon.  You can tell me how you have got on when I see you at about 8 in the evening  I don't think I'll be later than that, but you can understand that after trying so long to get up to Begwary, Eaton Scoton and the other places, when I do I don't want to have come away without seeing anything.

Goodbye till tomorrow, darling.

All my love


Friday, 6 May 2016

6th May 1936 - Terrick to Mary

35 Nevern Place
S.W. 5

6th May 1936

My Darling, 

Well, are you thinking of me less?  I expect you are now thinking of me a lot less than I think of you.  Still I shall have plenty of opportunity after midday tomorrow as I have got a holiday from then till Monday morning.  On the other hand perhaps that won't make much difference to the amount I think of you.  You see I already think of you in all my unoccupied moments.  The catch is that I am seldom unoccupied.  From one minute to another I am always engrossed in one of a few things.  Travelling in buses & tubes and lying in bed, eating and talking to people who do not interest me I think of you.

Tomorrow afternoon I shall go to the British Museum.  On Friday I am going to Begwary (the way the present directory spells Beggary) by bus; Green Line to Luton and local buses to Bedford and beyond.  I shall stop in Bedford and look up something in an index of old wills that they have there.  I have rung up your mother and asked her to lend me one of her cameras, so Jill is bringing it up to Raeburn House tomorrow evening, then I can take a photograph of the old house if it still exists and send it to my father.  The directory of Bedfordshire mentions the hamlet of Begwary but funnily enough gives no list of inhabitants.  If it is deserted I shall plant the FitzHugh standard there and take possession under the banner of the hoggets and shirlings.

Renny rang me up today, he wants to know for certain if he is to come down this week-end and if Bodil is coming.  I told him I would ring you up tomorrow and find out.  He wants to come.

I am very tempted to get a Dekko film camera, giving our present one in part exchange.  There is so much more that one can do with a better lens and with different speeds etc.  On the other hand a better lens will mean that a light meter will be absolutely necessary.  At present we can be pretty certain of being right if we have the aperture full open, but with 1.9 lens we should over-expose if we did that, & we should have to guess the other stops if we had no meter.  Also I should have to wangle our titler to suit a different camera or get another one.  My dealer would allow me 50% on our present titler.  What tempts me to do it now is that Dekkos have just gone up by £1 and I can get one of the pre-rise ones.  I could pay the difference between cameras by instalments. 

Just now I am collecting silver paper to make light reflectors to save paying 7/6 each for them.  I am funny in one direction I plan to spend one & in another, quite independently, I try to save it.

It is hot!

I find that my short story classes this term are on Thursdays so that will fit in nicely with your Shakespeare.  This day last year was Jubilee Day.  The weather has been rather the same hasn't it.

I'll ring you up tomorrow some time in the morning.

Goodnight my dearest of dears.

Terrick    XXX

Thursday, 28 April 2016

28th April 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Dunally Lodge

April 28th 

My dearest dear - I hope you are quite well - as I am - and that two days without hearing from me has not undermined your constitution in any way.  If you could calculate all the time I spend each day thinking of you, you'd blush for shame thinking what an idle woman you must have chosen - but I can do other things at the same time! - although, of course, one of them has to suffer a bit in consequence.

Flip & I spent yesterday out together at the dentist and buying his outfit in Dean Street W.1.  we passed your place at exactly 1p.m. - just to cheer me on my way a bit! Then we had to do some shopping in Kensington & Flip had been promised he could go to the pictures - so we went to the Hammersmith Gaumont - got in at 2.30 and the programme lasted until 6.10!! - so you can imagine what I felt like when we got out.  But the films were quite passable and a jolly good Silly Symphony.

Are you booed up anywhere for Friday evening?  Do you think I could come and see you then?  It doesn't really matter - because, as Mummy says "you'll see him on Saturday" - but it's another 24 hours anyway.  I'm driving Mummy up to the office on Thursday - and we're going to see "These Three" - but I've got Shakespeare in the evening - so that's no good for seeing you.

I've asked Grannie particulars about Saturday & she says arrive about 5.30 - so you could go to your British Museum, couldn't you? - I think it finished about 7.30, and we shall probably all come home together afterwards.  is it settled with Paul about dinner next Sunday?  Because Jack is driving Mummy down to a friend at Brighton for the day - so we shan't be able to have the car.  Could you ask Paul the best way to come?  It is a pity it isn't Saturday after Grannie's.

I ordered the photographs yesterday - and they'll be 10 days.  I'm longing to see yours up in your room.  Couldn't you have one of yourself taken for a birthday present for me?  Or had you already planned to give me a saucepan-cleaner? 

- Did you remember we'd been engaged a month yesterday?  My ring looks as if it's lived there all it's life now - and it felt frightfully strange when you first put it on.

It has been wonderfully hot here all today.  I went to sleep in the sun after lunch, and have been sewing since then.  Mummy has gone to bed early with a streaming cold.

I had a very nice cheery letter from "the Commander" this morning - but it's a pity about the exclamation marks.

I'm getting to the pitch, when, because my feelings remain at the same high pitch continuously, I have to repeat myself or else say nothing at all.  You mean so much more to me than I can ever write down (even with copying it out afterwards) that I can only tell you how much I long for the time when I can show you my love instead of inadequately trying to tell you about it.  In these blissful and magical days it's one of the best thoughts I have that one day my love for you will even be a deeper and more wonderful thing that it is now.

- With you beside me life would be almost too magnificent.

I don't know what I've done to deserve anybody as wonderful as you.

- I love you - 

Mary Pleasant.

Sunday, 24 April 2016

24th April 1936 - Mary to Terrick

Dunally Lodge

April 24thd 1936

Dearest Ticky

With much thought on the matter in the last 24 hours (for obvious reasons) - I have discovered three main causes from which our future disagreements will probably spring.

(If you're not feeling in the mood for this kind of idle prattle I should leave this until later)

- Now and again when driving myself in the car, I like to ponder on our middle age.  Our youth is destined to be so magnificent (as it has been for 3½ years) that it only needs "relishing" and not "pondering".  But I often consider (quite seriously) what a terrific responsibility "marriage" is.  I don't mean the usual kind of responsibility - money and children - but the responsibility each of you suddenly takes upon yourselves for the welfare and happiness of another single individual (absolutely and entirely different from the comparatively small responsibility one has as a member of a family).

So it really seems to me a great help to try and imagine what unexpected pit-falls you may have to come up against, and what you would do if you did - and it's much more fun to tell you too - and for you to tell me, because that way we might avoid them altogether - or we might even find them funny if we met them:

The pit-fall that I (probably in common with the rest of the world) always put first, is "money" because there are so many ways of treating it and when it's gone it's so gone - (I have a feeling it would be easier to put steps down the side of this "pit" - we shall be in it so often).

- The second is my tongue  which has never in this life ever thought twice before it said exactly what it wanted to - I'm frightfully sorry about it - and I put some of the blame on having been brought up in a family where everyone is as bad.  But that doesn't mean to say I can't improve - and a few months back I tried very hard for about a week - and now I'm just as bad as I was.  This is one of my stupider sides, darlingest, and it's a good job you know too much about it already.  Perhaps if you told me about it when I was doing it, it might make a difference.

- The third point is, and this is quite a new one (and rather original, I thought!) your digestion.  Now I know mine isn't too good, and I may suffer quite as much as you - but a middle-aged woman with indigestion is twenty times more companionable than a middle-aged man. (Don't as me on what I found my statement - but it's what I imagine).  I had quite vivid pictures of you the other night - not as being fat - but thin and irritable and bad-tempered - and you kept on worrying about what you were having to eat.  It was the kind of picture that made me feel that one day it might quite easily come true (I'm sorry I'm being so rude) - and then I remembered how you had indigestion even now in these days - so I'm filled with foreboding!!!  Do you think we can do anything about it?  Or don't you think there's much need to worry? - It might quite easily be the other way round, of course!

- I haven't got very much longer before the post goes - and I'm horrified to think how bored you'll be by this time - I can't understand what it is urges me to write to you when I've nothing to say!

I'm glad you got my message about the "Morning Post" - we didn't see it ourselves until we got home.  it was jolly decent of them, wasn't it?  I wonder if it'll be in any more.  I haven't heard from the Yorkshire Post people yet.  The one of us both is the one I'm longing to see.  Can't we ask them about it again?

Tomorrow Mummy & I are leaving here at 2.15.  So can you meet us at Richmond Station per usual at 2.45? It will save you taking your case to the office in the morning won't it?  So if you don't phone we'll pick you up then.  I think the weekend should be quite fun - don't you? It'll be marvellous having you to myself again for a bit.  I miss you so terribly every day now.

- Goodnight, very dearest dear - you'll never understand what you mean to me.

Your very own

Mary Pleasant  xxx

24th April 1936 - Terrick to Mary

Thanks for your letter, which arrived safely.


LE 12th April 1936

I'll see what can be done about this (!) week-end

My Own Mary,

The first day and a half was such a whirl of busy-ness and settling the clients into the programme that I didn't notice much that you weren't there, but now the thought butts in upon me in my busiest times:  Oh if Mary were here how she would laugh - or: what a good story she would make of that.

When my one disagreeable client is doing her disagreeableness, and I am groping mentally for the diplomatic answers, the idea of your taking her off makes me see how funny she really is.  And when my diplomacy comes off I think: I wish she had seen that.

The journey down went off very well.  It was hard work because there was only one dining-car, but there were only two meals and a few services of tea to serve, and a splendid lot of assistants to help me.

But the stay in Nice itself is not nearly such fun.  I think being away from you is responsible for that in more ways than are immediately obvious.  Last year Paul and I just had a frivolous time.  This year my idea of a good time is so completely connected with you that I don't expect or try to enjoy myself much, except in so far as I enjoy ripping for it's own sake.

I am sitting writing this in the Casino at Monte Carlo.  We are running the trip twice this year instead of once so that this has cut out an evening of writing to you.  But now that I have explained the games to a fair number of people I have left them and have "found out a way".

Today it has rained cats and dogs since early morning, and is still at it (10.45p.m.)  It has messed up one of the fĂȘtes but only an unimportant one.  Tomorrow is the Battle of Flowers so it mustn't rain - besides my clients at the Hotel Everest are complaining of the cold today and the proprietress refuses point blank to put on the central heating.

I am sleeping in a bathroom that only has a window looking out onto a pitch dark passage, so that when I wake up in the morning everything is pitch black and I haven't the foggiest idea until I look at my watch, whether it is day, night or next week.

I have been to the shop where I got your bangle last time but they haven't got anything like it.  It was fashionable at the time.

Dean & Dawson's conductor on the train is normaly Raymond Whitcomb's man, and he gave me some useful inside information.  Apparently the Asst. Manager has just given notice because he doesn't get on with Pontin, the Manager.  They are just moving to large offices in Berkeley Square, and business is looking up.  I shoujld probably be wanted for the Foreign Independent Tours Dept. (just what Pontin told me) and my salary - at a guess - would be £5 or £6 to start with.


I must stop writing now because in five minutes we start for home.

The roof of my motor coach has become so saturated with rain all day that it leaks - much to the displeasure of some of the clients.  Fortunately all my Cavallero people are very nice.

Next morning

A free morning before the Battle of Flowers.  The sun is shining gloriously and the party are brightening up again.

This morning I woke up and realised that all I wanted was to get back to London and you as quickly as possible.  I had looked forward to coming here because I enjoyed last Easter, but I omitted from my calculations how much water had flowed under our bridge since then.  I didn't mind being away from you for a week then, but now I mind it as much as I minded being here away from you for eight months in 1933.  I am sitting in the Brice writing this and for a moment three years seem to have rolled back and I am telling you you love me while you are answering that you don't - and saying it in such a way that I am only more certain that you do.

But now it is in many more ways that I miss you.  The little details of the ordinary day demand your presence to be properly enjoyed.  I don't - as I suppose I did in 1933 - wish for you to go out dancing or sight-seeing with, I want you just to sit, stand and walk next to me, my darling friend.

At the Brice there are some people who were with me in 1933.  One of the first things they said to me was to ask whether I was married yet to the girl I wrote letters and postcards to in '33.

I must stop now and do some work.  I wanted to get this letter off to you before but even our evenings have been busy.  I take more part in the organising work than I did last year.

All my eyes and all my heart are for you alone.

Terrick  xxx