So thats Carlene Kipps. Tell Mom that she bakes. Just tell her
and then walk away chuckling . . .
Now, listen to this next bit carefully: in the morning
the whole kipps
breakfast together and a conversation
get into a car
together (are you taking notes?) I
know, I know not
easy to get your head around. I never met a family who wanted to
spend so much time with each other.
I hope you can see from everything Ive written that your feud,
or whatever it is, is a complete waste of time. Its all on your
anyway Monty doesnt do feuds. Youve never even really met
a lot of public debates and stupid letters. Its such a waste of
Most of the cruelty in the world is just misplaced energy.
got to go work calls!
Love to Mom and Levi, partial love to Zora,
And remember: I love you, Dad (and I pray for you, too)
Phew! Longest mail ever!
Date: 14 November
Subject: Hello again
Thanks for forwarding me the details about the dissertation
could you phone the department at Brown and maybe get me an
extension? Now I begin to see why Zora enrolled at Wellington .
lot easier to miss your deadline when Daddys the teacher
your one-liner query and then like a fool I searched for a
attachment (like, say, a letter???), but I guess youre too
etc. to write. Well, Im not. Hows the book going? Mom said you
were having trouble getting going. Have you found a way to prove
Rembrandt was no good yet?
The Kippses continue to grow on me. On Tuesday we all went to
the theatre (the whole clan is home now) and saw a South African
dance troupe, and then, going back on the tube, we started to
one of the tunes from the show, and this became full-blown
with Carlene leading (shes got a terrific voice) and even Monty
in, because hes not really the self-hating psychotic you
think he is.
It was really kind of lovely, the singing and the train coming
ground and then walking through the wet back to this beautiful
house and a curried chicken home-cooked meal. But I can see your
face as I type this, so Ill stop.
Other news: Monty has honed in on the great Belsey lack: logic.
Hes trying to teach me chess, and today was the first time in a
when I wasnt beaten in under six moves, though I was still
course. All the Kippses think Im muddle-headed and poetic I
know what they would say if they knew that among Belseys Im
practically Wittgenstein. I think I amuse them, though and
likes to have me around the kitchen, where my cleanliness is
seen as a
positive thing, rather than as some kind of anal-retentive
. . . I have to admit, though, I do find it a little eerie in
to wake up to this peaceful silence (people
in the hallways
so as not to wake up other people) and a small part of my
misses Levis rolled-up wet towel, just as a small part of my
doesnt know what to do with itself now Zoras no longer
in it. Mom mailed me to tell me that Levi has upped the headwear
(skullcap, baseball cap, hoodie, duffel
on so that you can only see a tiny, tiny bit of his face
eyes. Please kiss him there for me. And kiss Mom for me too, and
remember that its her birthday a week from tomorrow. Kiss Zora
and ask her to read Matthew 24. I know how she just loves a bit
Scripture every day.
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