Thyme flies these days, wot with me worryin abowt lozin a few pounds bea fore the wedin and bea in flatted by Zeus Doberdog whoo fancees me. Barkey wos a bit jellus but i sed " no, no no! We be hengaged an thaz that.
Unkl comin howm todae forra few days . My daddee he pik him up an sae he losst lorra wait. O praps I can stae up there an lose lorra wait!!
Anty Fifi had a big big lady's hoperation! She sed there is more room inside her now to eet food.
Mumme hate the winta cos is cold. She like summer so Barkey an me ar thinkin of gowin to live in warm place. Unkl Dewi larfed wen i sed that and sed sumfin under a mutter wot i neva herd.
Crismus be ere soonan so i mus go an pik plenny missile toe so as to get many kisses. lotsa lotsa luv gways ( barkey's Pawlett) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Awwwwww we opes unkel is makin good progress and appy to be ome. Chrissie mass not got ere wivout yew. I fink we shud envelope to wormer climes and then get marrid there. Oz of cors my deer. Wot say yew to that. Luv your deerest won Brackley x x x x
Zooss duzent fansee yoo Gwaysee... yoo iz vey pwitee but Zooss jus bein fwendlee.
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