Whilst rummaging at a house clearance auction in the wilds of South London Chairman Richard discovered a treasure trove of Edwardian postcards. Many of them were from an Edwardian family who were spending their summer holidays in Grayshott some time during the decade before the First World War. He carefully returned them to the very bottom of the tottering stack of yellowed and crumbling papers. From the back of the saleroom, just as the hammer fell he boldly advanced a suicide bid for the whole lot. Surprisingly there were no other bidders and he managed to secure the entire collection for 75p plus buyer’s premium. Here we present this snapshot of past times. (In chronological, order upwards from the bottom of the page.)
A Christmas Letter From Horace
A soon as Chairman Richard started to read these letters he was beset by a tingle of deja-vu, a tantalising niggle of some old familiarity, a coincidence of names and events that he was in some way not a stranger to. A quick arithmetic revealed that he wasn’t alive at the time, but the feeling took root, deep and firm.
Restless by night, distracted by day, our Chairman couldn’t let this slide. He upended his entire collection of Old Stuff That Nobody Else Wants, to no avail. Weeks passed, turned to months, the notion waned but never vanished.
Then, one night last month, as Richard was propped up in his 19th-century mahogony Rajah-size four-poster, memorising his 1917 edition of Kelly’s Directory, a chunky brown envelope slithered from betwixt the pages of the Hindhead section and landed on the counterpane. Always alert to the promise of a brown envelope, he habitually checked over both shoulders before inspecting the contents.
Oh my word – mystery solved – another letter from Horace! One Richard must have read eons ago and consigned to a distant appendix of the mental encyclopedia. At daybreak, an emergency meeting of the GH Publications Sub-Committee microscopically studied the document over their Cornflakes and Coco-Pops and pronounced it to be an authentic Horace. It gives us the greatest pleasure to bring it to you here, and we can do no better than echo Horace’s closing paragraph towards all our Friends.
Tuesday 1st September
Saturday 22nd August
Saturday 15th August
Saturday 8th August
Saturday 1st August
Saturday 25th July
Saturday 18th July
Saturday 11th July
Saturday 4th July