3rd May
451c Chapter Road
London NW2 5NG
0208 887 8907
Dear Christopher,
We have a new fridge and cooker at last! Roger and I drove to the tip at the
weekend to throw the old ones away. It's where people throw everything away.
There are huge bins for three differant colours of bottles and cardboard and
engine oil and garden waste and household waist and larger items (that's where
we put the old fridge and cooker).
Then we went to a secondhand shop and bought a new cooker and a new
fridge. Now the house feels a little bit more like home.
I was looking through some old photos last night, which made me sad. Then I
found a photo of you playing with the train set we bought for you a couple of
Christmas's ago. And that made me happy because it was one of the really good
times we had together.
Do you remember how you played with it all day and you refused to go to bed
at night because you were still playing with it. And do you remember how we
told you about train timetabels and you made a train timetabel and you had a
clock and you made the trains run on time. And there was a little woodden
station, too, and we showed you how people who wanted to go on the train went
to the station and bought a ticket and then got on the train? And then we got out
a map and we showed you the little lines which were the trains lines connecting
all the stations. And you played with it for weeks and weeks and weeks and we
bought you more trains and you knew where they were all going.
I liked remembering that a lot.
I have to go now. It's half past three in the afternoon. I know you always like
to know exactly what time it is. And I have to go to the Co-op and buy some ham
to make Roger's tea with. I'll put this letter in the post box on the way to the
shop.
Love,
Your Mum
x x x x x x
Then I opened another envelope. This was the letter that was inside
Flat 1, 312 Lausanne Rd
London N8 5BV
0208 756 4321
Dear Christopher,
I said that I wanted to explain to you why I went away when I had the time to do
it properly. Now I have lots of time. So I'm sitting on the sofa here with this letter
and the radio on and I'm going to try and explain.
I was not a very good mother, Christopher. Maybe if things had been
different, maybe if you'd been differant, I might have been better at it. But that's
just the way things turned out.
I'm not like your father. Your father is a much more pacient person. He just
gets on with things and if things upset him he doesn't let it show. But that's not
the way I am and there's nothing I can do to change that.
Do you remember once when we were shopping in town together? And we
went into Bentalls and it was really crowded and we had to get a Christmas
present for Grandma? And you were frightened because of all the people in the
shop. It was the middle of Christmas shopping when everyone was in town. And I
was talking to Mr. Land who works on the kichen floor and went to school with
me. And you crouched down on the floor and put your hands over your ears and
you were in the way of everyone. So I got cross, because I don't like shopping at
Christmas, either, and I told you to behave and I tried to pick you up and move
you. But you shouted and you knocked those mixers off the shelf and there was a
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