Odd and Ends (pg4)

Another week has passed, one quite full of events. Sunday afternoon Dick and I bundled ourselves and the baby into the car and drove around a bit. Of course we ended up in Cambridge - It's so nice on Sunday when there are few cars about. As we drove through the narrow little streets, we happened to spot a shop with all sorts of odds and ends in the window and stopped to look. It was a small dingy place with everything covered with dust and dirt. However, there was a little old lady inside cleaning up and we knocked on the window and asked if we could come in. She said, "yes" and we squeezed in. With three in the tiny room, it was really crowded. We stood in one spot (couldn't move) and eyed the many items there. Before we left we bought a so-called bronze bust of a lady for $2.80 and a sundial for $5. I know she probably uppped the price when she saw we were Americans, but we just couldn't resist. We should really have quire a collection of curios by the time we return to the States.

Dick left late Sunday afternoon to return to school in Sculthorpe. This the last week, and am I ever thankful. I do get lonely here without him.

I can'tell you how thankful I am for Snoopy in spite of all the trouble she causes me. I believe I have her pretty nearly house broken. I go out with her in the morning between 5:45 and 6 o'oclock and when she does her duty I make such a big to-do about it, and she's tickled pink. I take her out regularly through the day, and for the past four days, she hasn't done anything inside. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, but back to her dog personality. She is like my shadow, following me constantly upstairs and downstairs from chair to chair. She can't get close enough. At night she sleeps at the side of the bed. (She has attempted to sleep on the bed with me, but I put an early end that!) The other evening I was ironing and she was perched on my feet. I roned a sleeveless blouse along the way and once I looked down and here was Snoopy's face through the armhole. Honest, she is so cute, and I'm afraid I am going to miss her very much when she leaves.

The other night we had a storm of gale-like proportions. I thought the house was going to blow apart, but when I woke in the morning, it was still standing around us.

I mentioned this house was full of charm. It is also full of spiders! They range from the small harmless ones to the giant (Texas born I'd say) ones that look as though they could really bite. I never used to be afraid of spiders, but when these big things come scurrying along and literally stare at you with defiance (Dick would call this exaggeration), you aren't happy. At least I'm not! The other night I started up the stairs and there were two of them giving me that look! I grabbed the broom and with heart pounding whammed the tow of them and continued to do so until there was just nothing left. Now when I walk I really look before stepping. You never know where they'll be.