Dear Mother,

Many thanks for the hot pie you gave me. It kept me nice and toasty on the train just like our fireplace. The train was right cold and the journey was bumpier than ever. The scenery was absolutely stunning but it was spoiled by the weather. When we arrived at Barlow Station, I immediately slipped on the station floor because of the ice in front of the ticketing desk. I was shielding my head because there were so many icicles on the station roof that any one could come crashing down piercing into my skull.

Anyways, I’m living with Ms. Parker and Mr. Parker in a small cottage with a huge farmhouse by the side of the river Trent. (Psst! They drink booze and store them in absolutely enormous barrels!) The farmhouse is huge, like bigger than anything. I even have my own section of the farmhouse that I can do anything with!

The cottage is absolutely wonderful, the walls of it are made from the smoothest of stones and next to it is a small wooden shed that Ms. Parker uses as a herb garden! There’s a large garden with lots and lots of apple trees and fruit trees. There’s also a bunch of poison ivy creeping up the shed which I’m not allowed to touch because it makes my skin itch really bad.Theres a stable for horses, a pig pen with plump pigs rolling around in the mud, lots of sheep in a pen and lots of cows. There’s fresh milk and yoghurt everyday. Mr. Parker and Ms. Parker keep a secret stash of 4 wooden barrels of booze and 4 wooden barrels of giggle juice filled to the brim. Homemade produce is available all day, everyday. Next, I got my own tiny shed which is very small, which I can barely stand up in but I’ll make the most out of it.

The weather there is great and the owners are very kind and caring and what  surprises me is that I actually get properly cared for! I get to eat homemade cakes and pies and there’s a somewhat decent bathroom (Actually clean!). The house itself is also very clean.

If I haven’t already told you, I’m currently living in Thorpe Salvin. It’s a small village with only 20-40 houses or so. It’s sort of like Rome as there are streets that weave in and out of each other and there are lots of bakeries.

I go to Thorpe Salvin Institute of Civil Chemical Engineering. The school is very fun and it’s very close. We usually eat in the labs where all of the tools and machines are. The machines are just to observe DNA structures.

I hope that Dad will beat Mr. Adolf ******. All my hope, love and wishes, I hope we’ll meet again,

Your son, Mark.