47 Glencairn Ave.
April 1, 1959
This is April Fool's day a real one.
Winnie changed my bed yesterday from the low head side to the high foot side, a distance of sixteen inches (as you know) and this morning when I bounced out I didn't allow for the difference and I got a ridiculous kink in my side, nothing serious but just ridiculous. It's better now, thank you.
Macmillan's contract for the Collected came by mail, just a contract not a cheque which I had expected. Damn all contracts and cheque failures I say. I must wait till July for the robins to chirp in my insides.
There is an important fool's third but I have forgotten it, so I'll wait till your charming and witty self comes home.
This is a short note but no shorter than your card.
Love to you and little