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Helen Fox Angell letters to Bess Peebles Fox, July 1944-April 1945

1944-12-17 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 2

they cut them out in the lounge while I sorted request slips from bed patients, laid out what they wanted on the work table and fell over boxes in my crowded storage room.  They mostly wanted felt animals to make.  A few wanted model planes.  Incidentally we couldn't get any more in with a shoe horn and we are really in the big business.  The "Country Club of the U.K." is really humming.  This afternoon Mrs Goddard took the requests around while Dorothy and Nellie decorated the tree in the lounge and I gave out decoration materials to wards that needed more streamers, etc. to finish.  They certainly have gone all out for the Christmasy look.  Then at three thirty I opened the shop, helped a fellow start a string belt for his little girl, helped another drill a hole in a Plexiglas frame he made for his wife's picture, got tools and materials for dozens of others.  Then at five I came home, met Johnnie and had a glass of port, dinner and back to loaf.  Jay left just before dinner.
The boxes are in excellent shape.  Yes, I could mail packages in town but prefer to do it from the post.  Saves any possibility of duty on them.
Your room sounds snug.  So is ours, with its bed light, bed coverlets and bright chintz cupboard covers.  It wouldn't be more comfortable, and I couldn't have a more ideal roommate.  I wouldn't think two people could get along with no friction as to space, cleaning, eating, getting up and going to bed, but we do.
My letters weren't written through a blanket, but probably through a fog!  What crazy weather!  No snow or freezing.  We have hot water.  Our office is a separate building - was an accountant's home in

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they cut them out in the lounge while I sorted request slips from bed patients, laid out what they wanted on the work table and fell over boxes in my crowded storage room. They mostly wanted felt animals to make. A few wanted model planes. Incidentally we couldn't get any more in with a shoe horn and we are really in the big business. The "Country Club of the U.K." is really humming. This afternoon Mrs Goddard took the requests around while Dorothy and Nellie decorated the tree in the lounge and I gave out decoration materials to wards that needed more streamers, etc. to finish. They certainly have gone all out for the Christmasy look. Then at three thirty I opened the shop, helped a fellow start a string belt for his little girl, helped another drill a hole in a Plexiglas frame he made for his wife's picture, got tools and materials for dozens of others. Then at five I came home, met Johnnie and had a glass of port, dinner and back to loaf. Jay left just before dinner. The boxes are in excellent shape. Yes, I could mail packages in town but prefer to do it from the post. Saves any possibility of duty on them. Your room sounds snug. So is ours, with its bed light, bed coverlets and bright chintz cupboard covers. It wouldn't be more comfortable, and I couldn't have a more ideal roommate. I wouldn't think two people could get along with no friction as to space, cleaning, eating, getting up and going to bed, but we do. My letters weren't written through a blanket, but probably through a fog! What crazy weather! No snow or freezing. We have hot water. Our office is a separate building - was an accountant's home in