4th March, 1969
Mrs. Linda Kamb
3500 Fairpoint Street
Pasadena 8
Calif. U.S.A.
Dear Linda,
Thank you very much for your Christmas card which is a beautiful picture. You and Mamma seem to be looking very well. Thank you also for the birthday card, which I enjoyed very much.
I have a price list and catalogue of the stainless steel table-ware that you wanted and am posting it to you now. I have moved and live now at Flat 11, 1/5 Hornton Street, London W.8. It is a much nicer flat, much larger and more usefully laid out, but also is more expensive. I have ordered a large number of bookshelves in order to try to keep the disorganization under control.
I apologize for not writing and hope you will forgive me, and apologize for this particular mechanism but wish to inform you that I am still alive, barely.
Things move around here, more or less, I drink too much and smoke too much but am still struggling along. I think perhaps I will start writing novels if I can find the time.
Thank you very much for the shoes and the shirt and other stuff which you sent. The shoes belonged to Daddy and I did not have space in my suitcase to pack them and thought I would leave them behind. They are, however, very useful and I am pleased to have them, though as I say, I did not consider them worth carrying in a separate package. It is very nice, both of you and of Gloria and Linus, to bring them to me.
My flat was robbed some months ago and among other things which I valued to some extent the item which I valued most highly which was taken was the pot that you gave me for Christmas last year. The loss of that pot is the thing that upsets me most and I try not to think about it. If you do have some other piece that you have made which you can spare I would like very much that you send it to me. I think the only reason that the bloke took the pot was that it was full of Italian coins, and I would suspect that what he wanted was the money. It is all rather sad. He took many other things that I rather value, most of my clothing and jewelry and my radio which I used all the time to fill up the empty holes in my head when I am alone, but the item I have been most unhappy about is that pot.
Why don’t you come see me? I think Linus had a good time while he was here, though I did not see an awful lot of him.
With much love,
Peter