I’m having X – I think I’ll be flattened at the end – he’s at the all-go stage – quite adorable tho’ – just like Harpo Marx!
Last week was mostly devoted to maintaining life and sanity through a five day visit by X – well, perhaps that’s overstating the case a bit – but he is a very loud little boy – though equable: his ‘OK’ when bidden not to do something is reason itself and nothing to do with the fact that he will be back doing whatever it was 15 seconds after your back is turned.
We did eventually get an enormous letter from X saying (outlined in three colours) how angry she had been feeling about some remarks Y had made way back last October.
X has been in to see me twice – he’s cut his hair 2” long and had it dyed bright orange – it’s different!
The boys had been warned not to waken me, and their mother heard one get up at 6.30 a.m. so she investigated and found X sitting by the door watching me. About 7 I heard them and kept quiet and hoped they might go away; all went quiet so I opened my eyes and found all 3 of them about 2 feet away watching me!!

X is reported to have another boyfriend – about whom her father did not sound altogether excited on the phone. We only hope that she is not sleeping with them all but don’t suppose we are going to find out.
Our visit to the circus went off well. I only hope they don’t try some of the balancing tricks; they’ve already climbed a tree with the rope I gave them and then tried to hack it down with X’s chopper whilst up the tree!
They were there too and X, with another enormous bruise on her forehead, which has at least produced one new word in her vocabulary: ‘door’, which she apparently ran into.