Letters from Robert to Mouse. 1960s.
Letters copied here from the originals are not edited. However certain elements such as musical notes in song on second letter ommitted for typing reasons.accompanying drawings that were on letters have also been ommitted.because of space.
Tuesday afternoon
My darling Mouse


This Friday I shall be sending you £2, 10/- what you do with it is of course up to you, but what I would like you to do, is to come down to London with your things under my pretext,  please, you could say I've arranged an office marriage, I think we can get a church marriage whether your resident or not.
I'm going to check out the registrar cos I heard that I can get a 'special license', whether your resident or not. (I asked eric as he'd been married 3 times). So I am going to marry my poor little trapped mouse. Incidently I am now the owner of a beautiful cat, its half siamese, completely jet black with large eyes the inner ring blue, the outer ring green.
It belonged to a friend of Michael the painter, who was going to have it destroyed otherwise.
I wonder what the landlady will say, it really is very beautiful . Please just come down and lets see what happens there's nothing to be afraid of.
You should receive the money on Monday or Tuesday morning, see if you can come down by the middle or end of next week. I'll look after you with my life!
                                                                                                   

P.S: ERIC SAYS "MAZELTOV",

My Love

Robert        X

P.P.S. I said I was going to Ma yesterday, but I'm going on Wednesday as I've made an "appointment"


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My Mouse - aint no use a lisning for those clomping footsteps  problems - problems - problems.
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How are you my Mouse?! Tonight I shall go and see ma, and tell her all, my poor Mouse, my poor little sad Mouse; ful fillment  in the little things of life the wise men say. How will we afford all those nappies? we shall tear up sheets. How will we get warm clothes? We shall steal thick pieces of cloth and make them!
But -------- how will Mouse tolerate me?- Ah ! There's nothing to tear up! There's nothing to steal! How?- a question for the wise man, yes there's a question for the wise men! How? - by reading George Eliot  ? - No, then How? "Why by stealing thick pieces of cloth- and tearing up old sheets!" Yes of course! perhaps your right whoever said that, perhaps your right!
I've just told someone that I'm going to marry you in a few weeks, "Oh yes!" she replied, (you remember floodpots bit) "You'll make a good couple indeed- Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Oh dearie me! its funny! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!Ho!Ho!He!He!He!He! a good couple! Ha! He! He!
actually mouse! we will make a good couple! I've thought of a marvellous invention . I've concocted this muzzle affair, with blinkers, it does two things at the same time, - it impedes your complaining, as well as annihalet completely any question of seeing at all! never mind seeing sideways; so that's the end of your Georgie Hamiltons and I am well aware that a pare of eye patches and a piece of elastoplast, would suffice equally well but this machine is a work of art- an aesthetic wonder at the same time. Wouldn't it be good if your ma and pa said - Robert come down with your things and live in the house. or come down and live in Cornwall; listen mouse! is there no question of us getting married in Cornwall?We could do it at a reasonable distance from Pa's neighbours and all should be well! I wonder if we could lie, and say that you are resident in London- and marry in a church.Here? still I'll find out about it, in a way I'd prefer to ease the marrying till after the kid, I know it wouldn't matter if you were dead struck whether we married in an office, a church or a field but your not struck! so we might as well make your memories - loathsome as they will be, as pleasantly loeathsome as possible.
Please don't be sad mouse, I want to make you as happy as I can, I know that there's no question of me making you truly happy; but it could be worse, although I know it should be better. But after all mouse the thing you want is rare and god-given, so rare in fact that what tales there are of it- are legend.
Still- your liking for me will not be god given (I know all is one in the eyes of god- but a jacket should not and could not take the place of a lion) so it depends on how much
'YOU' are capable of insight and experience. I'll send this now - and hope all goes well.
I wrote to your mother to try and somehow communicate, instead of remaining enstranged,- I don't suppose it helps - (forgive the audacity) but its something.

Please! Please! look after
"it" be gentle with yourself, all my love to the two of you.

Robert     X

I'll write soon.
Be careful!