Stopping at the post office on route to the railway station, I have just sent a letter containing a 5/- postal order to the charming Miss Allie Astell in Camberwell. I wished her well, reminded her to water the roses and suggested that she purchased a new hat to replace the one lost on her recent escapade in the Weimar republic. I also casually mentioned that I was bound for Wales, but would however stay in touch. Toodle Pip. Fawcett.