»  Letter: Monday, July 17, 1995

    E.A. Derbyshire to John & Lynette Derbyshire

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E. A. Derbyshire
o Liste House
105, Boughton Green Rd
Northampton  NN2 7SU

John & Lynette Derbyshire
15 Chestnut Street,
NY 11743

July 17th 1995.

My Darling children,

I'm wondering how things are with you, wishing I could help you Rosie now you are on your own. I can vividly remember my own experiences with John and Judy with sirens[1] wailing and doodle bug bombs[1] dropping I kept them with me day & night in case I thought if one had our name on it we would all go together. Though I was lucky to have Dad near. And John did come at the end of the war, but rationing went on for ages.[3] We queued for everything  It seems like a bad dream now. I think of all the poor souls caught up in war  It seems so senseless. But I mustn't get morbid at this happy time. Actually we've had some lovely babes recently, even twins, the carers bring them in and doting grannies visiting, Doris[4] for instance has a 5 month old great grandson & her grand daughter brings him in every week  I am very envious, though I picture you all  Rose, I know it will be hard going for a while, but he'll soon grow and settle down  I can't beleive how Nellie has grown  She's quite the little Miss now. I hope she's adapteted to little Daniel. I forgot to ask John how Boris has reacted. You are in my thoughts every minute. Look after yourself Rose, you are a very important person dear. I know John will help when he can  I just wish his hours went so long and his job so far away  Ther are train strikes here, riots & looting in the towns & cities, Moslems and Blacks and other troublemakers burning cars and shops attacking people & causing mayhem amd murder. I seems there is no answer. What a world. The weather is a mixture, sun showers very muggy  It makes me very wheezy and lethargic  I'm still having struggles with the DHSS. over this income support. I can't understand the jargon  I've just written them a stinker not that they take any notice but it makes me feel better.

1 pm.  Just back from lunch, horrible!!  Cloudy now. Shall probably lie on the bed & go to sleep. Ever in my thoughts  Love to you all  X X X X  The chilren for me  Love  X X X X



  1. Air raid sirens during WW2.
  2. V-1 flying bombs, popularly called "doodle bugs" in England. However, I think Mum's imagination was running away with her here. My parents were living in Northampton by the time my sister and I were born. The town is at the extreme range of V-1 flight, and could not have been visited by many, though I seem to remember that one fell on Duston, a few miles outside the town.
  3. Indeed it did. I remember my own ration books. The color changed from green to blue (or perhaps the other way) when I turned three years old. Candy was rationed until 1953, I think.
  4. Doris was another resident at Lister House.