Signs of spring at last, letter from Mum
telling me about her plans for Belinda over Easter. I think she’s become my replacement in a way,
which is less pressure on me. Apparently
Edith has had her baby already – she must have been a bit more than four months
gone at her wedding. Either it took her
ages to realise or he took a lot of persuading.
Shame she probably won’t ask me to be godmother. That might have got rid of the curse.
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