La Police by La Rochelle 10/20/1935
Dear Marie and Valdemar – or the other way around.
yes, you are amazed – what – Mr. Peter? But Marie can hardly read what I am writing, but Valdemar, the clever man, yes, the men at all, what, Valdemar? But when we come back, I will entertain Marie with “fluid Danish” ours like Lars and Anne. Anne now clearly says “meow meow, wow wow,” just not always in the right place, but otherwise it is good Danish, very much. And why I write and not my beloved wife – very simple, she will mend the sheet on which we are supposed to sleep tonight, and yes when the sheet is ready, yes I can go to sleep. In addition, you should still have an answer today to Lucen’s “letter” full of content, because when tomorrow is good weather, we want to go on our way south to Bordeaux – and since it looks as if the political storm clouds in the Mediterranean Sea are going to be forgiven we skipper through the Canal du Midi at least to the middle of the sea, and there we hope, we will spend the third summer. The second summer we were given in St. Nazaire seems to have come to an end, because it is already damn cold in the evening, but for the time being the petroleum lamp is enough to hold up the cabin, and during the day the sun is shining. Oh, please, write us once you have already lit your stove and we can warm up to this joy of damage. But we must have come to the south, or does Valde still have his “canned” palm trees in front of the door at this time? Every decent house also has a decent palm tree here, so it is not transportable in Pots, and yesterday a newspaper reporter came to us with a home-grown Figs, but not from greenhouse. These are unmistakable characteristics of the changed latitude, but it doesn’t really start until the 40, as already mentioned. But not only in the South Pacific as Valdemar assumes, but if it goes well, we will meet him in the Balearic Islands this year, but then ….. we will represent you ….. or be better, as Else is considering, to invite there, that was a pleasure, yeah. But now Madame comes personally, and I say bye to Marie and Valdemar with loyalty.