Everyone was so grateful for the parcel. My little ones (girls, boy 4) were in Heaven-with the raisins and egg I was actually able to make them a cake! I do hope you don't mind my writing.

Dear Miss Hanff,

If you're curious about Frank, he's in his late thirties, quite nice-looking, married to a very sweet Irish girl, I believe she's his second wife.

With best wishes,

We all love your letters and try to imagine what you must look like. I've decided you're young and very sophisticated and smart-looking. Old Mr. Martin thinks you must be quite studious-looking in spite of your wonderful sense of humour. Why don't you send us a snapshot? We should love to have it.

Please don't mention it when you write to Frank.

Please don't let Frank know I'm writing this but every time I send you a bill I've been dying to slip in a little note and he might not think it quite proper of me. That sounds stuffy and he's not, he's quite nice really, very nice in fact, it's just that he does rather look on you as his private correspondent as all your letters and parcels are addressed to him. But I just thought I would write to you on my own.

C. F.

P. S. I shall put my home address on the back of this in case you should ever want anything sent you from London.

Cecily Farr