Dear Pearl,

Thank you for your forgiving point of view about guests smoking in other people's homes, Pearl.  I'm afraid you did not persuade Louise - she is furious about the burn holes Mr McSweeney's ashes left in the sheets.  They were the Turkish cotton kind that Louise is so militant about ironing with  lavender water.  Mr McSweeney will not be welcome back while she is in my employ.  I fear an insurrection should my loyalties waver. . .

Happily we are now hosting the most delightful children from Fanny's cricket team.  Lucinda and Leandro are inspiring us all to dance in the street more often.  Oh how I miss the dancing we used to do on Marlborough, Pearl.  You too?

I Remain, As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue