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T. E. Lawrence to his mother
1.4.29
I have been what
they call 'Fire Picquet' this last 8 days: that means I have had to stay
in camp all the time, with six others. Since Friday we have been almost
the only people here: for Easter is our big holiday. I have been working
at the Odyssey, and have roughed out Book 8. That is good. No
other news: the bicycle is getting rusty: so am I, I fancy. If tomorrow
is fine I may run out in the evening and buy some stamps and notepaper,
both of which are running short. I shall be glad when summer time gives
us longer evenings.
This is a noisy hut.
It has been pleasant to have four quiet days: and I think I have turned
them to good account, so far as Homer is concerned.
This place is good.
I like it: but to get to Plymouth (only 300 yards crow-fly) is four and
a half miles of bad road! The local papers are making their usual fuss
over me: I hope they will get it over soon.
N.
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