A letter from Button

1,New Rd
Button
Suffolk
IPS0 0NO
UK
Dear Annette
I meant to write before but seeing you kept mentioning rubbish I had wondered if I should prune my blog and leave only the best poems here.However it is hard for me to decide,I don’t even remember many

I find I have to write a lot of so-so stuff before my mind and heart get working.It’s like exercise.But your letter was so funny,  it cheered me up.What a pity we live so far apart.
I miss getting letters with handwriting on them.Wondering whose it might be etc.Why don’t we do that?
I had problems with my homework too.I decided to do Double Maths at A level as it would not take so much time up and then I could read novels.I didn’t know why or how we should do Lit Crit yet the English teacher cried when I was not down for A level.
I can see now what a blessing it might have been but curiosity also led me into maths as well.To be honest it was somewhat boringly too easy.Ah, well
Life goes so quickly.I’m reading Plath’s Journals and I see how she worried away so much of her time.Too much for girls to decide too rapidly when they are so gifted yet also want a family.And her psychoanalyst was not fully qualified……. dangerous
I feel deprived of her later work yet many girls and boys have learned from it

What a  load of rubbish
Cheers

Mary and Emile and the old robin