• Reference
    X955/1/140
  • Title
    To Mrs Sarah Colenutt
  • Date free text
    9th October 1903
  • Production date
    From: 1903 To: 1903
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    The Cottage, Groombridge, Kent My dear friend I am writing, not because I have any news for you but in order that I may get news about yourself. Molly is at Whitby enjoying herself much. She leaves Kate next week and goes to Mrs Bright at Rochdale and thence to Ernest at Rugby. Our life here during the last three months has been monotonous, for we do not know many Groombridge people, in fact hardly any who are particularly interesting, and as I cannot move about without some fatigue I have been somewhat pinned at home. The house we continue to like fairly well. It has advantages over the last in being old, domestic and comfortable, but I miss the magnificent expanse of sky we had before. However houses don’t make much difference to me. A little bit of food in the wrong place outweighs all the prospects in the world. We had a fright during the storm. Huge branches came down from the big trees in the garden, but the trees themselves stood firm. I had hoped to be able to see you at Ryde this summer. I had fully intended to go for a day or two, but I was prevented and now I must put it off again I would give a great deal to be able to travel more easily. My “often frequent infirmity” is a thorn in the flesh, a messenger of Satan and his buffetings are too severe a penalty (I say it in all humility) for my sins. Do please let me have a line or two from you to say how you are and how the children are. Has the wet summer upset you? It has hardly been summer here save for a few weeks in June; a depressing year so far, sunless and not good for much save weeds in the garden which have flourished with the most extraordinary pertinacity, defying all endeavours to exterminate or even to check them. A good year for all that is noxious. See how Chamberlain sprouts up in it! Yours ever affectionately W. Hale White
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