Miss Neste Nortier
Clanwilliam
Cape
30th November 1944
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Johburg Monday
My Dearest Nuxi,
I have a slight headache again tonight but now, when I feel one coming I quickly lap up some of Dad’s (soets) and that prevents me from being laid up. In any case I’d better get rid of this one as Tessa is here now and I cant very well afford to get ill.
Ive been wanting to write you for ages but with Tessa here I really don’t find much time.
I suppose you’re in the think of exams and swotting like mad. One consolation for you is that this time with every subject you write you can say ‘never again!’. I’m quite sure you’ll get through with a minimum of effort, as usual! In any case, Im thinking of you and holding thumbs all the time.
Nuxi, about this Cape Town business. Don’t let that woman make a skivvy out of you and when you let her ‘do’ you don’t let her overdo it and then turn you into one of those penny-a-hundred painted dolls she sees all over the show. But I don’t suppose you ever will, I only don’t want you to think its smart or modern. Much better to look natural.
If you don’t like it say so. You can even come and take a years course in hairdressing at the tech here if the worst comes to the worst. I'd love you to come stay with us.
Ai Nuxi, you don’t know how sorry I am that we are not in Cape Town any longer so that I could have looked after you. You know you were my first baby and I love you more than I can ever let you know, so please be careful and look after yourself and do whatever you think is right—only that always.
With best wishes for a happy future
Clem
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