i miss you.
where are you?
please come around so that i know you are okay.
i have some nice new biscuits. i would have sent you a postcard from north america but i do not know where you live.
i felt sure i would see you tonight as we drove home but i was wrong. although it was raining and my mother's windscreen wipers don't work properly so maybe i just missed you.
please take care.
i hope you are dreaming happily, in front of a fireplace somewhere,
belly full of carnation milk.
love and affection,
miss nicky peacock