My darling,

I have been reading an article on Britain's finances. The writer had the idea that everything is marvellous and it is hard to see what anyone is worked up about. Optimistic or pessimistic, one feels they are all pure phantasy and yet there must be a fact buried somewhere.

I have been trying to sort out my psychoanalytic ideas. It is pretty well a whole time job in itself but luckily practice is an aid not a hindrance. I have one great advantage over most: I do at least realize the importance of evidence or, to put it another way, observation, which brings me back to the present, the wretched business of really not being able to know what is going on with one's family.

It already seems as if you had been away for years but that is the fault of its being a long week-end at the start. I expect to have some patient sessions vacant in the coming fourteen days. One has all one's old familiar anxieties rejuvenated!…