Michael D.Heath-Caldwell M.Arch.

1962

Rev. Capt C.H.Heath-Caldwell DSO RN aged 72/73

Violet M.Heath-Caldwell aged 75/76

Patricia M.C.Heath-Caldwell aged 41/42

Diana Charlton - (Danny) - (ne Heath-Caldwell) aged 40/41

Rosalind Attwood - (Ros) - (ne Heath-Caldwell) aged 36/37

J.A. Heath-Caldwell (NZ) aged 31/32

D.A.Heath-Caldwell (NZ) (ne Jones) aged 26/27

Vice Admiral Alexander Palmer ADC, DSO, OBE, RN. aged 81/82

Irving Palmer OBE, RN.

 Lady Genesta Hamilton (ne Heath) aged 62/63

Madeline Marion de Salis (ne Heath) aged 69/70

Rosamond Heath (Posy) aged 68/69

Diary of Violet Heath-Caldwell - visit to New Zealand

1962 - New Zealand

7th January 1962

We started well. Life had ceased to be real any longer - got to Waterloo and taxied out in half an hour to Hotel. Very comfortable, but with noise from planes noisily through the night. Slept a bit all the same. Cuthbert read a bit, beds good, soft and its quite quite warm, service good - just waiting to go 9.45am - lady whistling  - - I wonder what she was thinking of. So glad to hear Pat's voice on the phone, all the men seem dark and the same age.

I like writing this now as they must all think. I'm writing a novel!! Were taken in bus a few yards to plane and then had our luggage weighed and we had to wait about before we started off. We had to get quite an uncomfortable bus to be taken two yards about - approx 11.45 we had climbed into our aircraft, and very pleasant too.

We first class passengers were made to get out first, and get in at the nose of the plane, I hardly dared look at the 3rd class passengers as I got out, feeling like Princess Margaret, awful snobbishness, and the plane isn't so roomy as the first class ones used to be, more people going now but we have a little more room than (towind?) but rather like bus seats in a good bus, there is very little vibration, and its far steadier than the trains. I couldn't have written in it, we are now having coffee (its coming?)

I don't feel half as clever now about writing this account and certainly the noise is continual but one can get accustomed to anything - but I'm not surprised a man going to the moon! Quite easy! We are now far far above the clouds, out of this world, for a time. 12.20 our time, we have passed Isle of Man, we are now going to go over Belfast and then up towards the north, to avoid some nasty stormy winds that could be in our way. We have a delightful air hostess and steward who keeps plying us with food in odds and ends. Have two old bald headed men in front of us and on the other side a gray haired lady and her husband, non-descript, but young! Now must look at my own hair. Having (armbed?) and I feel more high now! Daddy has signed some papers and then proceeded to (lose?) it.

We are now on top of the world. Drawing of view out port-hole- and lovely it is, can't find a pencil so have to use pen only. Drinks again, i don't know how i can drink so much but as long a it keeps them smiling, I suppose its a good thing. I think the best thing would be for Pat to meet us at the (Skyts Nel?) London, and we can drive home, can't stick the dirty trains any longer! Had a very good lunch indeed with champagne from Australia, a bit woody- got very elated - salmon and roast duckling and peas. What more could anyone wish for and followed by ice cream! Well, after that the whole place relapsed in to sleep except to look at (greens?) which was anything but frozen, all snow and no foot steps at all and then we really did sleep a bit till one of my ears (opened?)! and the noise woke me with a bang. so I read a bit and now I see tea in the offing and its 5 o'clock - well we didn't have lunch till nearly 2pm. It does pass the time too and one does feel hungry.

There are about 20 in this cabin, one little boy is running up and down and enjoying himself. He says there are 23 passengers in it. He's about 7 or 8 as compared to the other one (it cries?) We are now I think over New Foundland and there is bright sunshine but most of the passengers have pulled the blinds as the sun is too strong! I must say they do seem a bit fussy. Our speed at the moment is 450 mph wind SW 115 Weather 250 our altitude is 39,000ft. Some islands, St.Lawrence. Have had a good tea, and the weather is perfect up here. I find it very hard to hear what the air hostess says at times; and I'm getting a bit tired. I saw some lovely bright tartans on two young teenagers at London airport before starting, how can people make such sights of themselves but of course how deadly dull if we were all the same. Haven't heard any Americans as yet, I hope I'll be able to read this rigmarole. There's another woman doing her hair just like me, but she has had her's waved and set. 

Well, we got to New York airport; and it was hot as H- nearly unbearable, so much so that we got out then walked up and down outside to get some air, and that revived us a bit by this time. Cuthbert wasn't at all well, so we hadn't to stay there long  and he is now trying to sleep, and has leaned his chair so much back that the man behind him has had to get out of his seat as Daddy's head was nearly on his lap. There isn't so much room as there used to be in the old kind of airplane, less passengers and more room - A very sweel little air hostess called Mary, and believe it or not, there are painted flowers on the sides of the windows and one is called - "The Fringed Violet"! Is that such a co-incidence!! There is a beautiful sunset, a bit like my red one in my room that said was made at sea. 

Pause now to eat lunch, have just read two not very good stories. Had a very nice dinner of (longed?) trout salmon, black bread salad, followed by an extremely good apple, and a cup of coffee and I'm glad to say we won't have to get out at San Francisco, so Cuthbert will be able to continue his sleep and he doesn't seem be able to make himself comfortable; its now nearly 10 o'clock our time so i think I'll try and get a little shut eye.Well we sat in the plane at San Francisco and Cuthbert got a bit of sleep, whilst I read and ate.

We got out at Honolulu, and didn't do anything there but got some fresh air. It has been very stuffy and hot, and the height of 35,000 feet seems to upset Cuthbert - we are now coming down with bumps to Fiji where I hope we will have breakfast. Nothing but clouds. There was a marvellous sunrise this morning, (sweet?) hues of early dawn, just like my own painting again and everybody woke up too early. Two nice people with two dear little children left at Honolulu for Aussie where they are now going to stay. Arrived at our Fiji destination and are comfortably ensconced in the breakfast room which isn't nearly as hot and humid as outside. I feel I could do quite a lot of breakfast, its cloudy and humid, and not many people about and its only 7.30, we get off to Auckland at 9 o'clock with luck.

Fiji is most picturesque and this is Nandi, lots of mountains and coconuts trees.

Continued to Auckland having changed planes at Nandi, and a much nicer plan, smaller and more room.

Wednesday 10th Jan 1962 - pm. 

Letter from From Miss Heath-Caldwell, Pound House, Cattistock, Dorchester, Dorset. 

- to Capt. & Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o James A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna R.D.3, Stratford, New Zealand

Dear Ma and Pa,

Well its now, Wednesday and I suppose as I write this, you are circling over New Plymouth just before landing. It must be a marvellous moment! And that letter you posted from London airport has not yet arrived!!

I have, indeed nearly all the village has been wondering when you will arrive - and Lily was told at the P.O. to be sure and tell them all the news when it came.

Mrs Brinkworth was in this morning, which was rather nice of her - and wants to know all the latest news when it comes.

Lily and I have had quite an exciting two days - she and I took the TV to Yeovil and had it fixed - but it disliked the journey, and would not go on till last night. We looked at the sales, but were neither of use much impressed.

Yesterday I took Lily over to collect Alexis and Mary O'Neill came too. It was very pretty over there - with the sea so close.

I agree with Ma - they all looked pretty grubby - including Lily's sister-in-law. They boy - Stephen was born on my birthday - two year ago - but he had such a dirty suit on!! Apparently Mrs Rose is only 18 - well, its a bit young for 2 children - don't you think? Afterwards we did some shopping in Bridport and Lily managed to get a coat for Alexis - but in mauve (of all colours!).

To-day, I'm taking it quietly, as it gets a bit exhausting. I think she'd have had me in to Dorchester to-day, if she could have managed it.

It started quite fine, but is now raining - so I'll get some more of my letters written. 

My Dear - we've got another mouse. We saw it twice - once it came out and watched us while we had our lunch - quite a big one - it didn't even more when Lily stood and laughed at it.

The ducks, chickens and geese have been most obedient.

The P.O go-slow is still functioning - apparently the workers themselves are making money over it - as there is mostly compulsary overtime for them, with pay.

The People's League have started an emergency - urgent Delivery service, which begins tomorrow, (11th) for hospital specimens - special orders etc. I have volunteered, but have so far heard nothing about it. Probably as I sent it by telegram - they haven't sent it through. I hope to ring a special no to-night. I thought it would be rather fun to be a postman for a change!! 

All the best, dying to get your first letter,

Love from Pat.

Diary of Violet Heath-Caldwell continiues

\When we arrived at New Plymouth where Jimmy met us with three children all looking very well indeed, and we soon made great friends in the back of the car, where I produced some paper, and Hilary made some pictures in my book at the end of it. (blue biro picture) So by the time we got here we were as the visiting toms.(?) And Jeremy James is very like his cousin Antony. 

19th January 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

Have now been here a week and four days, and the place is really heavenly after leaving England and the cold weather. It is very hot today, 70 in the shade, but we get some shade around the house as the sun goes round. The mountain at the moment is covered by cloud, and at the moment its a wee bit cooler. There are beautiful views from each side of the house, mountain, little green hills and valleys, and plenty of trees and shrubs, and small (divas?), nearly all round this house. 

There is a horse that wanders about the place, and the milking shed is about 100 yards from the house, and of course, there are two big dogs and a puppy, black and white, sheep dogs, and three cats, male and female grey smoke coloured, and of course one delightful kitten, which gets a most awful lot of mauling about, and the other day I went into say something, and Hilary turned around to the top of her bed and said something, and pulled the sliding door open, and there was the kitten. Don't know how long she had been there, we certainly hadn't seen her, out she came,and made for the door, no more kitten for some time. 

I'm now writing this from behind the children's bedroom door, where they don't know where I am!! Peace, peace, oh for some peace.The yellow cows are lovely, very healthy, and change their paddocks every day. And my word, the cream is wonderful, melts in your mouth. Jimmy is getting on with his pigsty which is quite away from the house, down the drive over the river and up towards the gate in, where the post box is on the opposite side of us.

Saturday 20th Jan 1962

Letter from Miss Heath-Caldwell (Pat), Pound House, Cattistock, Dorchester, England

- to Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o Mrs James A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," No.17, Salisbury Road, Tuna R.D.3, Stratford, New Zealand

Dear Mummy,

Received yours of 15th January this morning which is quite good - in fact 5 days. So there's not much wrong with the post in some ways!! I'm still waiting to be called up for the urgent Parcel Delivery. U.M.D. of the People's League. However, it is mostly for cities and towns, I think. 

Yes, I expect you will be sleeping pretty soundly, I expect, tired after such a hectic journey!! Also the heat will make you sleep! It all sounds lovely, and Hilary sounds as if she has improved with the four years since you've seen her. What does she talk like - I'm very interested! No doubt it must be hard to concentrate with three of them round you! But probably you will get used to it! However, as long as you record it in the diary - all will be well. I have just finished a book which Mary O'Neill lent me called "Vicki," - about Queen Victoria's family - and how they all were advised to keep diaries. Especially the girls. They also had to write to their mothers every day!! Rather interesting book - though not very cleverly written. I have read a lot lately! Very pleasant. 

Great fun having Nancy Codrington here for two nights. She was very easy to entertain - and was very thrilled with all our photos - says she puts hers in an album - they certainly would be tidier.

She took out her maps of New Zealand and showed me some interesting places to go to in the South Island and The North. I tried to get it out of her when she was going out again - but nothing planned yet. 
She would go all around the place as she has friends everywhere. She was going down to Newton Abbot to stay with a God-daughter who it appeared lives only a few streets away from Shilly!

As we had the last shoulder of lamb while she was here - also the small plum pudding - I thought it would be good to have someone else in. So the Brinkies came and thoroughly enjoyed it all. The shoulder was even better than last time - do tell Jimmy - and I have made some delicious stock from the bones.

Had lunch with Nita Egerton and Mollie K., on Wednesday - very good grub, with wine to help it down. Home-made chocolate eclairs. Told Lily - we must try that. Have also got some oranges - but not Seville - Palermo! So we hope it will be good. Joan M. has asked me to lunch Sunday with just herself and two men (John and the boy). Quite shook me when she rang and asked!! I put my car in Mrs Henney's garage while Nancy was here!

I took Nancy to Burton Bradstock on Thursday - lovely on the beach - we came back by West Bay. There was a heavy fall of land beyond West Bay. There is warmish weather at present - but the cold weather may return. 

Had a pleasant evening with classes at Maiden Newton on Wednesdays for fun. Have bought no new clothes  - but a nice new small tea-pot!

Lots of love from Pat. 

Daddy's pension is on the way.

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell in Taranaki, New Zealand, continues

23rd January 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

Earthquake tremor tonight, after a fine day, yesterday, rained all day till 5 o'clock, but we went in the morning to see sheep shearing (and after?) it was lamb shearing. We went by car, all of us of course, the poor little Hilary is very off colour, however, we got in to the shed without getting very wet.

They were lambs as a matter of fact, and I think about 3 minutes to do them. They hand them out by the hind legs and the machine does the rest, then they scamble through a small door that goes out, the lady owner came in, she is about middle-aged and of few words. It was interesting to see it done by three young men.

We then spent the rest of the day in the house, and passed it eating etc, in Dora's good cooking. Daddy did some good chalk sketches from the windows, but I want to get one of the mountain at sun-set.

Tuesday, 23rd Jan 1962 

Letter from Pat Heath-Caldwell, The Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset

- to Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o Mrs James A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna R.D.2  Stratford, New Zealand.

Dear Mummy,

Well, I have the marmalade on cooking - and as its inclined to rain I thought I might as well stay in and write letters - and do the whole thing at conce. Lily was just discussing this comfortable little kitchen and thinking, if we only brought a comfortable chair in and had TV too - one wouldn't need to use any of the other rooms at all.

I gather you are fearfully impressed with the warmth, the quietness, Dora's efficiency, Hilary's looks, Michael's appetite! So next letter I'm looking forward to hearing (or reading the rest). I'm just beginning to get used to things now, and leading my own life.

My word, one does appreciate Lily - what good company sheis - it would have been impossible without her! 

However, appart from her, the phone is always ringing and asking me over to tea or lunch somewhere.
Had a pleasant 48 hours with Nancy Codrington - and we went to Bridport to have a pleasant walk on Burton Bradstock beach.

She is such a nice, easily entertained person - and when the Brinkworths joined us for lunch it was fine. She may get me a beagle to exercise for a couple of months.

Also had an excellent lunch with Mrs Egerton last Wednesday - and she also gave me a ticketfor an interesting concert in Dorchester on Sunday. Harpsichord and flute - quite quaint - but one got used to the strange tones of the harpsichord. On February 4th there is an octet (8) coming from Vienna which everyone says should be very good.

I took in Mrs Kennard and Mrs Leader and sat right behind Mrs Cresswell. The floods came up as we had a lot of rain in a short time - also terrific gales. Now the weather is more like April - clear but showery.
Sunday for lunch I went to the Mitchells - jolly good lunch with John and Ian too. Ian seems a nice boy, rather like his young cousin - Mrs Kennard in looks. 

Yesterday I went to tea with Mrs Henning - cheerful. They have at long last got a new cook coming - she sounds much better than the last one. She comes tomorrow. Mrs Henning let me put my car in her garage while Nancy was here - this was very nice of her!!

Mary O'Neill came and watched Panorama last night - a special bit they had found silver and lead in Galway - and all hope to become millionaires!! Lots more about Lord Snowden!! Can't think why he's not allowed todo a jot of work - the newspapers need cleaning up anyway!! A letter to Daddy today about pools - send 5/-, 10/- or £1 a week. They do the rest!! I didn't think you would be interested!! I'm not! The nearest U.M.D. parcel depot is Exeter - so I shan't be helping them! Too far away - bad enough being paid to get there!! Had Jan to lunch on Saturday, she is now in London for 3 months. 

Love from Pat.

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell, in Taranaki, NZ, continues

Today Dora and I took the children to Stratford for Hilary to see the Doctor and the other two played on the floor quite happily whilst Dora and Hilary went in. Then I had a go, and he gave me pills to keep which he said would make me feel better, and take the swelling down in my legs, at times they are very much swollen, and horrible to look at. So I wil take the pills, the Doctor was very kind and said it was nothing to worry about at all, most sensible, took my blood pressure,which is up a little, which I knew but had not worried about as it keeps me from feeling the cold.

The young heifers are just below the house in the fields, rather paddocks they call them here. And very nice and yellow they look too, and its not just a plain meadow, its all trees, and a little stream running at the bottom of it, which the children bathed in it, some boys were able to swim and dive into it, and about three (sloshes?) across, about 8 children altogether and their mother (The Klenners?). I hadn't the courage to go in. We've been having lots of mushrooms, large size, and have had them for supper. I've been twice down into Stratford which is only about 7 miles away, a good road and very little traffic, one broad street, and shops on the sides wiht shelters over every one. And it's quite cool walking about the shops till it comes to crossing the road, then we have a few crossings and the road is very wide, so plenty of room to park one's car on both sides, and the shops seem very good, especially the fruit ones. Post Office is large and airy building, the banks not so big, very pretty little bungalows along the road, well set back from the road,and all different colours, and the grass is so green everywhere, on account of the heavy rain they have had.

Jimmy has got on well with the pig house, and expect it will soon have the roof on, he is very good at that sort of thing, and his colour is as a native, so are Michael and Hilary, who is recovering from her colour, but doesn't eat anything much yet, but the doctor's medicine has done her a lot of good already, and so have my pills. My ankles are well down this morning, and I feel so well in my self. Faith! I expect has a lot to do with it. Daddy got himself some (Eubrocaten?) to rub on his knee, and its much better too, one can hardly fail to feel fit in a climate like this of mountain air. Dora is singing like a bird and doing her machine cleaning at the same time, it is very pleasant to listen to, the kitten is smelling the wind, and already has had a good bit to eat from me at breakfast, enough for Hilary.

Thursday, 25th Jan 1962 

Letter from Miss Heath-Caldwell, The Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset

- to Capt. C.H. Heath-Caldwell D.S.C. ret.

c/o Mrs James A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Road, Tune, Stratford R.D.3, NZ

Dear Daddy,

Thanks for yours received yesterday! I sent off the film yesterday afternoon, so hope it will get to you in about a week. Mr Tyregate was surprised that you could not get them out there! Anyhow, cost 9/-  not bad. 

Everyone enquires after you, the latest ones being from Mr Lippett and also Winifred. I met them both at the Brig.(W.B.)'s jumble sale, which I did a quick tour of in 3 minutes, because I quite like cricket!! Spent exactly 3d to get in and 1/- on a raffle (since won by Mrs Shergold) for a bottle of Port!! 

I read in your little paper about a severe earthquake in Northern Island, New Zealand - hope it has not caused much damage. The weather here at the moment is very mild - long may it continue. Quite sunny too. In fact its a bit too wet, and yesterday a lot of the fields going in to Dorchester were flooded. 

Life with only oneself to keep amused certainly has its points - and a lot of people have been most friendly. 

Nancy Codrington apparently thoroughly enjoyed her 36 hours here - and tomorrow I'm collecting a beagle puppy to train for 3 month! from her in Salisbury. Lily is of course coming too, and going to see her sister-in-law in the city at the same time.

Our Maiden Newton art classes started last night - and really most enjoyable. We had a figure to do. Mrs Hereward, Mr Jones (not at all a good pupil), Mrs Brinkworth, Mrs Robinson, Mrs Cake. Mr and Mrs Page (milk factory) and Mr Greenaway (carpet factory) were there. Some of them made quite good attempts.
I found I drew mine too small, but quite an effort to do it.

Some were using oils - and some pastels. The climax of the evening came at the end - Mrs Ainsley - the artist teaching us - asked if Ihad ever live in Fareham. Well, it was Jane Morse - one of our companions at Miss Glandays's. I last remember her as a tough 12 year old tennis player! She's now fair, (hair dyed I would say!) thin and fortyish with her teenage daughter whom we were drawing.

Everyone has mumps still - now poor Mrs Spencer!! There was a small cartoon in the "Daily Express" which our paper didn't like about Margaret's money for her new home.

Cheerio, Pat. 

Sunday, 28th Jan 1962 

Letter from Pat Heath-caldwellC, Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset, UK 

to Capt. & Mrs Heath-Caldwell, c/o Mrs James Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.2, NZ

Dear all, 

Well, herewith another newsletter from Dorset. This letter written under slight difficulties which make it a little hard to concentrate at time, so you may later understand why it is disjointed.
This is the story - 

On Friday, Lily and I took off for Salisbury in your car to give it some exercise and on arrival we first went to see Lily's sister-in-law. I must say they seemed very nice. A lovely flat - and two very intelligent adolescents. The 19 year old male nurse she talks about and the 14 year old daughter. Cup of tea with them and then to the Cathedral close where we soon met Nancy Codrington, and her mother too. Mother was holding the most diminutive hound you had ever seen. 8 weeks old - beautiful markings - Father "chames(?)" and mother a "Gossamer." Then Mrs Codrington stood us all lunch at a place called "The House of Steps." AFter that we parted company, and I was thankful I had Lily to hold the baby.

We came back via Warminster - tried to find Mabel, but could not, but went on to find Mrs Scott with her two tiny dogs, and a cat.

I took Lily through the Deverill Valley to show her where we once lived. She was very thrilled, and I think (I'm sure) she thoroughly enjoyed having lunch with Mrs Codrington and Nancy! She looked as good as anyone.

I was quite impressed - I think I told you, by Lily's sister-in-law - a big tall, rather severe looking woman - but not wearing any make-up. Lily says she never does.
Since then, of course, I've been hard at it keeping 'Golliwog' amused, and he has been working hard vice versa! The kitchen is a bit of a shambles, but jolloy warm. He quite like TV, especially when some man eating dogs in Raymond Burn's act came on.

He is so small that I daren't keep him in the stable yet, but in a few days will get a box fixed - because of course, he's not exactly a lap dog.

The great thing is that directly I'm fed up with him he can go back to his pack in Wiltshire - meanwhile he is certainly very amusing. You should have seen him climbing up the side of the chicken bucket to try and get some food out. I don't think he's more than 6" tall, but very sturdy. The Brinkies asked me to lunch today which was nice. Rosamond Whimney was in church by herself - she looks a nice girl. I went and wished Bo Foster a happy birthday on Wednesday. I listened for 3/4 hour!! Good exercise.

 
Love from Pat

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell, in Taranaki, New Zealand, continues

Monday 29th January 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

Since writing many things have happened, not all good. I didn't feel too good one evening, and had to lie down and was rather ill. Better the next morning, and since that much better but find I can't compete with the continual noise, so retire to this nice cool bedroom. All Jimmy's herd has been passed OK. Hilary is much better, and has been out to a real horse show, all sorts of riding, farm sheep, and very good pictures of it today. Oh yes. Dora and I went off to do some shopping in New Plymouth where I recognised some of the shops. The Agricultural Co-op was the best, beautifully cool and there bought Dora a Kenwood with mincer, and it is a great boon to her, and minces the fresh meat beautifully. And Daddy can eat it. He, by the way, is bearing up very well, and finally today has discarded his brown jersey, as he is working in the pig sty with Jimmy, and does the mate business very well.

We often sit in the kitchen after supper, and before the light goes, and gaze at the cows, seeing them in that light is wonderful, but I feel the heat, it seems to have taken all the gyp out of me, and I can't bear a lot of clothes either. We had a lot of visitors yesterday. (Faith Moks?) and daughters about 11.30 o'clock, who stayed on till hearty lunchtime, when Colin Trowbridge and his wife turned up. She must have felt the heat terribly, it was 80 in the sitting room, she seemed a nice woman, they arrived for lunch and we had a very good one of chicken, which we had plucked the other day, and kept in the cold storage.

Dora had a good evening at her archery, and came back with a lovely cake, home made, the previous week she had three lovely chickens, the small kind, so she must be good, she practices here when she has a minute or two to spare. This morning the children had the sprayers on from the hose, and had a lovely time in the water, got properly cooled down. Michael is coming on apace and can nearly walk, and has a beautiful figure. Enough for now, can't remember any more. Dora has had some good snap shots. 

3rd February 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

A long pause as we've had a very hot, and rather exhausting. Today Dora shot at the Highland Games in Stratford and did well. Exhibition of course. Jimmy and Daddy went on with their pigsty, which is coming on well, nearly half done. I hear them hammering still, as it has been much cooler than it was, and cloudy. We, Dora and I, went to a very good (amart?) last night in Stratford, the Maories were exceptionally good and the clothes as so pretty and the women only (standing?) about and don't kick up their legs at all, or have short skirts. 

5th Feb 1962 

Letter from Danny Charlton, Bullingdon House, Tham, Oxan 

- to Capt. & Mrs CH  Heath-Caldwell, 17 Salisbury Road, Stratford, R.D.3, Midhurst, NZ

Dear Ma & Pa,

Well, and how are you settlng in? It must be lovely to be in the Sun again, its hard to imagine (from?) over here though it's a lovely day today. Thank you very much for your card from Fiji - however itis spelt? We didnt hear much of your journey out so I gather you didn't particularly enjoy it which is a pity! And were thankful to (anime?). How are Daddy and Jimmy getting on with their building?

We have been jogging along in much the normal way though we seem to have been going out an awful lot recently, John even had to get into a dinner jacket to go out to dinner the other day! Or night rather.

Funnily enough our host was Commissioner in New Zealand for some years by name of Patrick Duff? A very charming man and most amusing and very Irish,his last job before he retired was in the Ministry of Works. I wonder if Jimmy has ever heard of anything about them.They were sending out Christmas cards to New Zealand this year so they must have quite a lot of friends still out there! he was very annoyed because they put three stamps on all of them and found they only needed 2d! We have just had John's brother Mike here for the week-end with two of his children and his cousin who is looking after them at present. He is still very nervy and needs a wife very badly but can't find anyone he wants to marry except those already hitched up! 

Amanda and Giles are very well, and have been most of the winter with very few colds I'm glad to say. All very glad though to see signs of Spring about again. Our garden is of course rather late because we don't get much sun on it at this time of year. We have a few Clocus and Snow Drops out, and Winter Jasmine and that is about all. Our kitchen still isn't finished and we are starting to decorate the dining room, which we are doing mostly in white. We were rather disappointed in the colour (services? schemes?) Certainly the cover of the Sunday Times (today?) though I think it odd what it setout to do. 

Love to all of you, Danny

5th Feb 1962 

Letter from Lily Rowden, Sandhills, Maiden Newton, Dorset 

- to Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o Mrs J.A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford R.D.3,. NZ

Dear Mrs and Capt. Heath-Caldwell,

I thought I would drop you a line to let you know we are all very well here. And to say I do hope you are both enjoying yourselfs out there. I don't know if Miss Pat has told you but she has a puppy here now but when we went to fetch it what a laugh we had as you see Miss Pat and myself thought it would be well a big dog and when it came toit was so small one could have put it in your pocket - only 8 weeks old. Any way on the way back it had wind and did it small, gosh Miss Pat looked at me and I at her, then realised it was the dog. Monday morning we got the washing on the floor to start washing and the next thing I saw was the dog with a pair of Miss Pat's pants in his mouth so of course there was me chasing it round the House for these pants. 

Never a dull moment. Tell Captain his Ducks are fine laying 5 eggs a day. Oh by the way we went to Salisbury to get the dog. Miss Pat say she is going to put a notice on the gate "Beware of Dog." Ha! The only thing one would have to beware of is stepping on it. Still, she only said it as a joke of course. (Wellington Poo) has knocked down part of the wall across from his house. I hear its to make a drive in. I suppose, the more he has the more he wants. 

There still seems to be plenty of people catching mumps here. The Hunt Master's wife has them now. We, Miss Pat and I, think of you both every day but we always seem to think of you when you must be sleeping. Ha! Miss Pat tells me the Captain has been making Pig styes. Does he come in the house smelling of sweet violets. Have you got much painting done. As I shall never get to New Zealand I shall look forward to seeing your paintings of it. 

Well, it looks as if my family wants feeding again. I'm writing this Sunday afternoon. Its a lovely day here for a change just like Spring but it won't last - this is England and all we get is rain, you are getting all the sun, so I hope so.

 
Bye bye from Lily xxx

Tuesday, 6th Feb 1962

Letter from Pat Heath-Caldwell, The Pound House, Cattistock 

- to Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o Mrs J.A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, New Zealand.

Dear Mummy,

Thank you for yours of 31st, taken 5 days to get here. Sorry to hear you weren't up to scratch.
This is to wish you a very happy birthday - your present is to wait till you return!! I am having a very jolly time - but miss you quite a lot.

Have been wildly social, but have the house to myself except for Golliwog - who after all knows nothing about the thrills of hunting yet ( He is only 9 weeks old, staggers a bit on his feet - six inches high - pot belly etc, but a terrific sense of humour - sits on my feet chewing my shoe laces while I cook the porridge).

By the time you arrive he will have graduated to the shed, and has to return to his pack April or May anyhow.

Meanwhile I've gone quite POTTY on him, like one of the dog man women! around the place. But I'm afraid I'm not the type who could live alone - having lived with people always all the time. 
Yesterday I took some good snaps of him I hope. 

Enough of him - life is very pleasant with Lily coming in and doing everything.
Everyone also after you and envies you very much. Long letter from Shilly today, who wants to come in March!! 

Have Bo Foster to lunch last week - great success. Today Mrs Kraft and Joyce Giblin are coming to lunch. The former not yet into her house. Went to lunch with the Grants on Sunday - after a good sermon from Brinky - Mrs Grant thought it was good too. About Candlemass and the Light of the World.
Mrs Grant gave us slides of Dorset, Bobby Peel and Exmoor at last week's W.I. Excellent they were. Alex has had his portrait painted by an A.R.A. - but badly done! (I think). 

Tomorrow night Jane Morse (who was) is coming to supper before we go to the art class. Will have a good chin-wag no doubht. The Cakes are good fun, I often go there - the children and mother all came to tea and then we sang songs round the piano!

Col. (Trye?) of Maiden Newton has apparently been married again. Lily has not found out who to.
Mrs Spencer has mumps, Mrs W.-Bull had glandular fever - the bank opposite there home is being pulled down to make a lay-bye - costing £1,000's bulldozer etc. The Grants continue to think them dotty - so do I. The daughter looks quite nice. 

No news from Dany - Ros has rung up and may come down at half term. The twins are apparently still car sick! Nancy Codrington is coming back later, she hopes. I went to lunch with the Brinkworths on Sunday. I'm afraid my English is terribly disjointed  - but my literary gifts aren't used much these days on account of television.

Have had some very good films - the BBC was very pro-Indonesia, anti-Dutch re the situation there! Must catch post, and continue to freeze in between.

Mr Balten is most helpful, in fact everyone has been more than kind. Mrs Hening has a new cook. Took Mary O'Neill and Mrs Kraft to a concert - Viennese Octet in the Plaze. Mozart and Schubert. 

Lots of love and all the best, 

The Sunday Times Colour Supplement was ROTTEN. waste of paper. Love Pat

Miss P.C.M.Heath-Caldwell and Golliwog at The Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset, Feb 1962

6th Feb 1962 

Letter from Rev C.E.C.Brinkworth, The Rectory, Cattistock, Dorchester, England

 - to The Rev. Capt. & Mrs C. Heath-Caldwell,

17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Cuthbert and Violet,

1. Before it slips my mind, Many Happy Return of the Day (15th) Violet (Hereward-the-Wake's - is on Tuesday 13th)

2. What's this about an earthquake - was it very bad?

3. Do hope you both in your different ways are enjoying your 'expedition,' and the time with your family there.

4. Well, Cuthbert,we had our "Accounts" P.C.C. Meeting a week ago last Thursday, we did a lot of work.
a. The new electricity supply is on and my word the difference that it makes. At Evensong on 28th the first Sunday: Whew - it was hot - about 58degrees and as there's a small radiator next to me in the chancel I felt uncomfortable! Gladys, Lily and Mrs Lippitt, each began to "undo" coats etc.

The cost of "fuel" will work out about £40 - £45 a saving on the last full year of coke and stoker of about £10.

We've paid the bill £580-- Angels have now lagged the pipes in the boiler house.

You will be happy to know that (Mac's?) had a balance sufficiently big to put aside £61 for this year's insurance (the first full year increased premium) - £50 with into Repair Fund and £13 working balance - not bad? The FWD  - including Covenants and Annual Donations and last year's recovered Tax - £181 - should cheer your heart. I feel thankful and happy. Though, of course, mustn't get complacent.

Oh - gossip - I've had it out with Jimmy Slade-Powell over the Glebe. I had been councelled to allow an appeal to be made over the refused Planning Permission on the Glebe and so I have, and I told her that I had, and we had a heart to heart about it all... Not that it will make all that difference if she takes anything "into her head." And just to show there's no ill feeling --- I'm offering Chrystal Creswell the bit of Glebe opposite her house. "Son Jumant(?)" doesn't really want it and so they might as well have it - - if they'll pay for it! - - with a Covenant of "no building" attached! 

It's in the early stages but there "the Ringers Plot," which complicates matters a bit!!

Violet - I'm sure Gladys and M.V. will remember  - the absent member on her birthday next Thursday when Mrs Maddock, the new Archdeacon's wife is coming to talk. Old Ernie Peache  - Mrs Eveleigh's father has "gone home." Funeral thursday 8th. Molly Kennard been not at all well and ended up with lumbago. Ian Mitchell is off to France this Wednesday 9th. 

Nita has a new car! Phyllis Giblett had a bad dose of Bronchitis.

Gladys very well - 50lbs of Marmarlate!! - old hip a bit 'hippie' at times. Michael been on Intiview to Kelham - Result in a month - but has been told to apply for Grants to the C.A.C.T.M. - so some hope. Tom Lippitt not too well. Another "funny turn" on Sunday.
Love from us both,

Brinkie and Gladys - P.S. Your Pat - OK. Came to lunch one Sunday. C.B.

7th Feb 1962 

Letter from J.J. Strawbridge, The Old Rectory,  Rampisham, Evershot 

- to Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

c/o Mrs J.A. Heath-Caldwell, "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury ROad,  Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Violet, 

We thought you might like to have birthday greetings from "(upoole?)" so I send you very best wishes for a happy birthday and many of them. I am sure you are enjoying this one especially wel. It must be beautiful out there. It is one of the countries I have always wished to see. Pat is coming up today. She had tea with us a fortnight ago. She knows she can come whenever she likes. I hope you are both very well. - remember us to Jimmy and his wife. Love to you both - from Irene. (Strawbridge)
Dear Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

No mattere how far you chase round the world the time keeps pace and once again Birthday greetings reach you. May your birthday be as happy as you could wish and may you live for many more family gatherings -  "A Happy Birthday to You." 

Pat is coping with the ducks etc and they seem to be responding - not exactly the golden egg, but the value mounts at only 3/6 per dozen. She has acquired a pup - a friendly little creature but he will grow into a hound!

I hope Capt. HC is enjoying the outdoor wonders and keeping pace with the grand-children. They will keep him busy. We have been looking at "The Weekly New Annual 1958" - a New Zealand publication - dealing mainly with South Island - most wonderful scenery and exciting conditions of living.
Coming home again. Our garden bank here is gay with snowdrops and the crocuses are coming through,. The bees are busy - far too busy - but at any rate they seem to have come through safely. 
Mrs Eveleigh's father (she is at the shop) has died - 81. Otherwise there's no happening to report.
Once again - A happy birthday to you and best wishes all round.

Yours sincerely, JJ (Strawbridge)

8th Feb 1962 

Letter from Miss (Pat) Heath-Caldwell,  The Pound House, Cattistock

 - to Mrs Cuthbert Heath-Caldwell, at Stinsford, No.17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

The Pound, 5.30am.

Dear Mummy,

Just a few more lines as this is your birthday week! Hope you have a very happy one. Lily was very pleased to get your letter which she let me read. Hope your leg is better. 
Mrs Grant no longer goes to the Maiden Newton art classes, because she says she would rather work in daylight, so she goes to the art school at Yeovil on Wednesday afternoons instead.

The W.E.A. (Workers Educational Union) run these things - a labour organisation - in Australia at Newcastle it was PINK - I was warned not to go to them there. Queer - because I see the movement started in Gloucestershire - not Russia. A priceless (dead serious) Welsh-woman called Wilmott is the moving spirit at Maiden Newton. We tried to draw old Mr Gee - (no ha! ha! not gee-gee or horsey horsey) last night - rather a fine looking old man. (What's more I think he is the old man who once lived in this house - I must find out). My picture was quite good - pencil (5B). Anyhow better than some of the others there. Mr Greenaway - the rather handsome New Zealand carpet manufacturer, is a bit of a painter too. They hand us out art books every week - good ones from the County Library - so U see - I am now quite art mad too - but it is a change from dull routine. 

I hope to see more of Jane, and am going over to her house some weekend soon. Mrs Kraft came to lunch on Tuesday and met Joyce Giblin - and got on very well together - and talked Greece - they were both so busy talking to each other that I spent my time running into the kitchen having 'asides' with Lily. We had the last of J's lamb, please tell him it was excellent! Mrs Kraft then took me to Weymouth,

Golliwog was rather frightened on the sand - too small for it yet! I showed Lily how to make flaky pastry - it was a success.

Next week am going to an amateur play in Yeovil with the Giblins. Warm wettish weather here, but sunny in places. I rang Danny up, she was at her literature class!! What a classy crowd we are!!

Love from Pat.

Sunday, 10th Feb 1962 

Letter from Miss (Pat) Heath-Caldwell, at The Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset

 -to Mrs Cuthbert Heath-Caldwell, at Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Mummy,

Just got time to write this before I go off to lunch with Mrs Lauder. She came in the other day to ask me, also Golliwog, as she has a book on hounds. It was someone's funeral - old Mr Peach, Mrs Eveleigh's father.

Golliwog is having his dinner before he goes. Today it is beautifully sunny and fine - 2nd day's sunshine in a week - - - Well (continued later) we had a jolly good lunch - home bottled strawberries! Delicious to eat, but their colour was poor. A Miss Hall, (or a name like it) was there - rather a pale think looking woman. And I think she was the woman who lived with Dr Ross and then parted brass-rags.

Back here at 3.30pm, spent the rest of the day - just reading the papers, feeding myself, the dog and the poultry - the latter all are in good form and send their love. Still producing mostly five eggs a day!
I tried bread making to show Lily how I did it - and produced quite good efforts - that Allinson's brown flower makes good brown bread with a little white flour with it. Now I can't stop eating bread, so you may find me fatter when you come back! The yeasty flavour is nice - but found I had to have the oven on full blast (as hot as it would go).

On Friday evening Huff and Puff came to supper, and I think thoroughly enjoyed my efforts on their behalf. Gave them soup, then meat and a sweet omelette!! Then we watched Comedy Playhouse  (always clever and worth seeing) and then an opera by Tchaikovski (you may not spell him like I do!!) "The Queen of Spades." Being done by the Bolshoi ballet company - they were all frightfully good looking, scenes straight from Moscow (pronounced Moscow as opposed toMosbull - Joke!! ha ha) pre-revolutionary days. Also sung in Russian, with the English words below. The music of the state dancers was good in the palace - and an old actress, who acted the old Princess was brilliant. Supposed to be a wicked woman who always won at cards. She was the picture of malevolence positively forcing its way out of TV. In fact so horrible that for the last few nights I've preferred to sit in the kitchen and read the TImes with Golliwog. 

Not many in church tonight, but the choir in good form. A rather good sermon from Brinky, I think his are improving, although still long. About the devil this time. Father Pope is very ill - we prayed for him tonight. This isn't excactly a cheerful letter, but never mind - hope you will forgive. 
Love from Pat.

 15th Feb 1962 

Letter from Mrs Lily Rowden, Sandhills, Maiden Newton, Dorchester, Dorset

- to Mrs Cuthbert Heath-Caldwell, Stinsford, No.17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford R.D.3, NZ

Dear Mrs Heath-Caldwell,

I was very pleased to get a letter from you and to see you are enjoying yourself. We are quite busy here I've washed all the paint in the little kitchen and have started on the other one, at the Pound I mean. You picked the write time to go to New Zealand for the Weather here its terrible well its sunshine at times but the winds we are having there so rough, that I'm sure one would find there heads rolling down the road if it weren't fixed tight.

By the way when you come back and go past (Wellington Bulls) house you will think your in a forest as he is planting Christmas trees in the garden he has bought. Things are very busy at Mrs (Crafts) carpets going in the house now but guess what she has put up the same Lace Curtains that was there before, did Miss Pat and I laugh.

I'm going to Salisbury Friday night for the weekend, going on Motorbike hope it holds together. Ha! Miss Pat has had quite a few dinner parties and one person at a time you know but quite fun. How are the Pig Stys doing, has Captain finished yet. Nothing new or exciting happened in the village. the little puppy is really a darling its got a lovely face, quite human and it doesn't get much bigger, its full of mischief. All the Ducks and Geese are fine. Ducks still laying well. You have a lot of Snowdrops and crocuses out and of course the Violets. Give my regards to the Captain. I'll bet he is having the time of his life being able to help Jimmy like that. By the way we thought of you on your birthday I hope you had a good day and that the cards reached you in time.

Well as I've said there isn't anything new happened in the Village so there doesn't seem to be any more to write about now so I'll say goodnight. God Bless and love to you, regards to Captain from Lilyxxx

18th Feb 1962 

Letter from Pat HC at The Pound House, Cattistock 

- to Mrs Cuthbert Heath-Caldwell, at Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Road, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Ma,

I thought I would treat you to a bit more this time! Also want to enclose a picture of Golliwog to give you a clue to what he looks like. 

Your letter arrived yesterday saying you were off to Wellington, I should think that will be grand for you. I have just rang up Danny who seems in good form. But neither of them will be here until later although Danny sounded as if she might come if encouraged. Last time I rang up she was at her literature class, and so I only spoke to John.

I went to the "Student Prince" with the Giblins - quite good. Life class goes on - I must say it is stimulating to do something like that.

At the moment I am listening to "Trial by Jury" in the kitchen with Golliwog. Television I don't like if its a bloodthirsty thriller when I'm by myself. The play was about footballers: not interesting. 
Joyce Giblin's grandson is to be christened in a week, so I must get all geared up I suppose - she is a bit fussy!

On Friday we went over to Charmouth with Alexis as she is to spend her half term there. Lily has gone off to Salisbury for the weekend on her husband's motorbike. There was a frightful gale blowing on Friday night.

Mrs Ritson ricked her back, but is better now. Mrs Trendell has now developed mumps next door.
Shilly is coming here on 5th March for about a week, I think. I must say I really have a good time, as I take Golliwog over the hills every day now, although he gets very scared when he hears the cows mooing. Lately I have been making bread which is great fun, if one get the oven very hot. The smallest Cake's boy was thrilled when I gave him a home made bread and honey sandwich yesterday, you know the younger of the Two half starved little dears. The chapel is to produce a jumble sale, so I suppose I must do something about it. The jolly good film "Grayfriar's Bobby" is on in Dorchester this week - I must see it.

I went and saw old Dewdney in hospital with Mrs D. on Saturday. He looked blooming - he has an irreducable(?)  hernia, but Mrs D. doesn't know that I know. 

I had a huge tea party on Wednesday for Mrs Cake, 2 of the boys and Mrs Hereward and 2 of hers. Gave them homemade doughnuts - and took half of them (the doughnuts) to the art class - so they all know I'm a good cook. What a good looking man - the New Zealander Mr Greenaway is. He is also a good artist.

Mr Jones (Pluto) can't draw for NUTS, but goes, and is just as annoying to everyone, though I think he has been quieter lately. The school master of Maiden Newton - Wilmot is a much better artist.
Mrs Seymour goes (wasn't she to do with the British Legion?). I think we shall have Mr Gee again next week. I've nearly got him on the brain now, as he once occupied this home when it was farm. I woke up in the middle of the night last night and dreamt I was on this farm - some people going by in road said good afternoon - and it was all silent - I suppose fifty years ago there would not have been any road traffic.

All Golliwog was in the garden - which had no boundaries, playing with lots of other dogs, including two Alsatians (no doubt all ghosts too). And I was worrying about the poultry, although it was 50 years ago. Actually I had woken up and thought about the geese, as Mrs Kraft's five smart while Sussex's are right next to the geese, and its full moonlight to night. So if the fox gets hers its too bad! But rather fun - Golliwog. thinks they are geese - because they are whilte. Father Goose once stretched out his neck and hissed at Golliwog, and the latter is scrared to death of them (just as well!).

They had a M.U. on Thursday, and said a prayer for you! So I hope that has a good effect!! There was a tall good looking fellow at the early service today, which I managed to get to. The weather has been pretty awful in Europe, but here today it has been quite springlike - the bees being out about their business.

I haven't heard yet how Father Pope is but Tab is down here, and I gather he is pretty bad. I have not seen Mary O'Neill for some time, excpet the top of her cap in the road. 
Mrs Kraft has quite a lot of her furniture in, so I should not think it will be long now. I thought this might have been an interesting letter, but I'm afraid its not.
Glad you've got the pigs.

Must stop now, Love of love From Pat.

P.S. I enclose Daddy's pension form for him

Diary of Violet M Heath-Caldwell, in Taranaki, New Zealand continues

22nd February 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

A lot of water has flowed under the bridge since I last wrote, it is now very hot indeed about 90 all the time. It is Sunday and Michael is having a quiet time with me in my room, as some visitors have arrived at 10.30am!! And I don't feel like talking. We had a great picnic in Thursday, which we all went to about 70 miles away, and it was a bumpy dusty road some of the way, we had two widows (Mrs Harris and Mrs Rogers) in this car too, and so a good time was had by all as we got to a lovely cool retreat right up in the mountains near Egmont but not it (Dawsons Falls), where they have built a lovely bungalow where you can have your lunch in perfect quiet, and cooling atmosphere. This place was built by voluntary labour, and still they do all the flowers by voluntary labour, but I have a book all about it, which Mrs Harris gave me, also a lovely bunch of flowers which they gave me from the bungalow, we had a walk in the woods and took photos, and then we sat down - bitten to bits by the sandflies up my legs and down my legs, and all of use were bitten. 

After that we separated, and Daddy and I went with the two widows, Mrs Rogers and Mrs Harris who has a lot to do with the Park. We then proceeded to see some old places, a Maori settlement, deserted, which looked very pathetic, with a monument to some of our soldiers who died fighting the Maoris for this land. Before that we landed up at a light house about 3.30pm where we had tea at the base and got well blown through. Then we went off separately again, the others going home with milk. We also went to a watch tower about 100 years old built concrete, but nothing was kept up about it, thistles all the way!! And a games place near by for football etc etc, that didn't look at all well kept! We then went and saw the new oil wells, and the fire coming out of that, to all the world like a big blow pipe.

We then came back about 60 miles, I should think, going through Stratford. They, the two women, then came to supper, and we had a great talk. One was a farmers ex(?) (ex-wife?) and had shown us all the farms her family used to have,and how they wouldn't let her keep them on. Very flat of course, and not so pretty as this part is. We went to lunch there one day, and the drought is so bad there, that all the fields are brown. I'm afraid they were in for rather a thin time later on. It was a very nice house indeed, with a pannelled dining room in that lovely light wood. We had tea early, but it really was too hot to eat. Must say the New Zealanders are awfully kind and good hearted, and hospitable to strangers. 

The children are now all playing in the cow shed, which is beautifully clean. Jimmy and Daddy are down at the pig house doing something to it so I'm taking the opportunity of a quite write. I find it most difficult to write letters in this climate and there is always something going on to distract, and sometimes at meals it is impossible to hear what any grown up is saying. It echoes through ones ears, almost deafening. I was so tired last night and my legs had swollen a little. so I went to bed about 7.30. Its the only thing to do to get some peace.

On the 14th, we, Daddy and I went off to Wellington to stay with the Bishop there - Harry Baines, and Elizabeth Bains. We started off, Dora driving us to New Plymouth to the aerodrome, and children of course, that is Jeremy and Hilary. We had a cuppa at the airport and a few minutes to wait.Then we took off, in quite a small plane and flew it seemed only very low, and near the ground, however we went a little by sea, and got there in little over an hour, and the Bishop met us!! Looking much older but is still very nice and not a bit like a Bishop. A nice cool house and more old worldy than the ordinary house. We had a very pleasant evening, talking and had prayers in a little chapel a few yards away from the house, which was most soothing, as I'm bound to say all this dashing about I don't care for much, but have to put up with. It makes me very bloddy minded, but I get over it quite quickly. But its the effort to keep my temper and my tongue from lashing out, being Irish I can think of a lot of things to say, but can't say them. As for painting, I can't get myself to do it or even try. It just won't. I may force myself to do it sooner or later, but as we have the coloured photos of most things, that is much more simple, but I don't like the result so much.

Dora and Jimmy have given me a lovely picture of Mt. Egmont, which I certainly cherish. It is a very very beautiful one. 

Tuesday, 27th Feb 1962 
Letter from Miss (Pat) Heath-Caldwell, at The Pound House, Cattistock

- to Mrs Cuthbert Heath-Caldwell, Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Mummy

Thank you for your newsy letter - here we have been shivering quite a bit (only outside) for the last three days (Itt has been round about freezing since last Thursday).

Malcolm Sargent is conducting the BBC Symphony Orchestra and this is rather soothing - we had a very well presented programme about Mr Nehru. (Another of the foreign potentates educated in Britain who doesn't believe in God so it said). 

The Russian violinist is very good - fancy being called TOSSY SPIVAKOVSKY!!?

I had a nice evening last Monday night at Jane Ainslie's in Beaminster - arty crafty kind of home - very artistically decorated. Her sitting room looked as if it had a large Roman mosaic (that you see on pavements) on one wall, a horse with someone sitting on it. On looking closer I saw that it was very cleverly done with paper. She must have boundless energy - keeps four horses and has land which she is trying to clear - this as well as teaching all day at Beaminster School. I think she is a widow! Trying hard not to sell a rather valuable show pony which she had bred herself, to a voluable rich local woman on the phone. She has the locals well taped, says the rich ones will do anything to get a horse. Her daughter gets on with Camila Greenlea's children. She had a priceless little dog of some weird breed, also a cat.

Art class last week - we did again old Mr Gee. I got him three quarter view - this time a different view of him - making him look another person. Jane says I do well, sort of impressionist drawing.

I was telling her about Danny's arty friends - and how DAnny admired Henry Moore (remember those ethereal curved reclining figures?).

Well, Jane was a great admirer of his and had been taught by him! 
How's your diary these days? I'm managing to jot down one or two things and find it useful. I went to supper with Tab and Jess last Tuesday - we watched some of the plotting of Colonel Glen's descent - most interesting and quite thrilling  the way Richard Dimbleby put it on on Cliff (Mitchelmar's?) programme. Tab has now gone back to Gledburgh for a few days as Edward is back - old father still hangs on.

Golliwog had his injection against all the diseases last Thurday, and he may have to have another one, but it did not affect him. He is still sleeping in the kitchen, but Nancy Codrington is coming this weekend, and she is bound to say I'm teaching him to be soft.

Much love from Pat

1st March 1962 

Letter from N.V. Palmer, St.Pauls Rectory, Cross St, Maitland, N.S.W. Australia

- to Mrs C. Heath-Caldwell, Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Road, Stratford, R.D.3, New Zealand.
Dear Vi,

We were happy to receive your letter and to know you are enjoying the bracing climate of New Zealand. It is lovely for you to be acquainted with your little grandchildren from across the world.

We are all hoping for a visit from you and Cuthbert and looking forward to your pleasant company again.
I am quite OK again and coping with th jungle growth around this place. The trouble is that the days are not long enough to fit in all the things I would love to do.

Joe and Prim and five other young teenagers livened up the place today, before going off to the Show. Apparently they had a wonderful time, riding on all those queer ferris wheels etc. I walked over with a friend and quite enjoyed it. Fred came with us. He was most interested in the art as he had exhibited some of his paintings. 

I do hope Australia hands out more moderate weather when you are here. Just at present it is fine and warm with cool nights, quite pleasant.

We went to Clarence Downs last week and enjoyed a swim in the fine old river. The water was beautiful, and we were wishing it was closer to our present residence. I hope we will be able to take you out there for a swim. I do hope you are both well. Let us know when to expect you. 

Lots of love from Norah. (Palmer)

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell, 

5th March 1962 - Dora's birthday  - Taranaki, New Zealand

We gave her a cheque and it has been wet all day. So Daddy and Jimmy have not been able to do any more to the pigsty as the (sand?) wall keeps coming down. They have to (concrete?) the walls and bottom of the manure pit that they are making for the drain from the pigsty. It will be good for the land. They get whey from the milk factory free to feed the pigs and want a lot more people to bring up pigs.

Yesterday being a Sunday we went off to lunch and tea with Mrs Hopperth at Hawera, about 30 miles away. A very nice woman, her husband died recently, and she left her own home at Pihama, Jimmy's first place, and took a small modern bungalow, which had been left quite new after the owners had separated. It was all colours, most effective, but too many artificial flowers about. Mind they were very gay looking and with mauves and pinks and blues in the kitchen, it was quite gay, everything very modern and up to date, including a sliding door made of very heavy mottled glass as well as wood, which was very effective and beautifully made, between the kitchen and sitting room. The place was small and very effective for one person. We didn't leave till 3.30 and were given tea before we left. I think it would have been better to have had a shorter visit, as there was really very little to be said except very small talk. And I'm sure Mrs Gopperth must have been a bit tired of us! 

We got back in time for milking, with the pigs all over the place, but they didn't come to any harm at all, but were a bit stubborn to get back, especially the big boar who likes getting his own way. There is always something happening on a farm! It is a very disappointing day today, so Daddy is having a slight sleep and its 3.15! Soon the milking when I have to more or less look after the children, and tonight Jimmy, Daddy and I were going out supper with a sheep farmer nearby. Whilst Dora has a committee meeting for her archery club about 8pm and which involves giving them a light supper. I see Mt. Egmont appearing for the first time today, but still the rain comes pouring down. 

Hilary goes off to her kindegarten today till 3.30pm and enjoyed it very much and found Jeremy would like to go too, and cries bitterly because he can't, but gets over it. He has been in the wars lately, just trying to sample some cautic soda!! Awful effect, and then falling in the bath, knocking his head. And finally falling last evening and bumping his nose badly and having a fine nose bleed. But today seems full of beans. 

12th March 1962 - Pack 2

Letter from Miss E. Shilleto M.B.E., 152 Queen St, Newton Abbot, South Devon

 - to Mrs C. Heath-Caldwell, Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3., NZ

My dear Violet,

Many thanks for your letter which I was delighted to have and hear all is well with you, you have certainly missed one of the worst winters in living memory and even this morning we had some snow here, not much but snow never the less.

Yesterday was glorious, we went to Bournemouth for lunch with my freinds who lived at (Bishopslereyaton?), you may remember them, they also called here when I stayed with them about a year ago. 

Pat is in very good form enjoying her young hound in spite of his piddling all over his own territory and leaving the odd poo!!  Beyond the kitchen door is strictly out of bounds!!

She seems to be enjoying quite a reasonable social life in adidtion to W.I., Art Classes, Church  and the most outrageously undeciplined ducks who go quite haywire as soon as they see her.

Tomorrow we are invited to lunch with the (Brighouse?) family whom you may remember, hope its a warm day since its rather far to Taunton. 

Pat thinks it would be good thing to take Cuthbert's car out for the largish run, we went to Bournemouth (Barmouth?) in my car, Pat driving back. We got good and well lost on our way to Mountbatten Road, 10 miles out!!!

I am staying here a little longer but it will be a most enjoyable 10 days so good to be in a warmer house. I had 3 fires in my sitting room several days before I came. I sat in the centre of the three and hated moving. Then in bed I had an electric blanket and (o khn lotts?) when I went to the garage for the car, ice was still think in the garden, 12 degrees even under parked cars where there must have been some heat.

We had drinks with Tabs and her Aunt Tuesday evening. Tab's father seems to be very gravely ill, she is staying with him at the moment.

Incidently, I bought a new hat in Bournemouth, Pat likes it very muchy. We had lunch with Mrs Bailey, her strong personality impressed me, she seems to be a most capable woman, I liked the little I saw of her.
I hope by the time you return the weather will be warm. Enjoy youselves, the kindest remembrances to Jimmy and Dora and the best of luck for the happiest, and successful future. 

My love to you both as ever, 
Shilly

(Miss C.E.Shilleto, MBE) 

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell continues.

14th March 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

We've had awful weather lately but it is a bit better today.In fact we were all round the kennels till Hilary climbed on the wire roof and finally feel down with a bang just as my back was turned. I'd been cutting thistles down with a garden shears. Very effectively, however, she only had a nasty little hole in the back of her leg which she didn't seem to mind much, and had it covered with a bit of sticking plaster, and very quickly recovered. She was taken off to her kindergarten at 2.30pm in Stratford, and they didn't get back till abo9ut 4.0pm.

At 3pm I took Michael out for a walk on the high road, and we had a lovely walk, passing very sweet little bungalows on either side, but no sign of life from any of them. Most of them have red roofs and immaculate curtains and blinds. They might be in the high street, so carefully covered are they, of course they are pretty close to the road, but have good hedges and one, the people called Laythams had a tennis court. I wondered if they were any relation to people I knew long ago as very celebrated tennis players. I don't know and never will. Michael is getting on very well and has another tooth on the way I think. He has 4 top and bottom.

Monday, 19th March 1962 

Letter from Miss Pat Heath-Caldwell, The Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset

 - to Capt. & Mrs Heath-Caldwell, Stinsford, 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3, NZ

Dear Ma and Pa,

Thank you for yours (2) of 10th received this morning. I will book immediatly for night of 3rd at Skyways and probably meet you as you suggest. Anyhow you will need warmer clothes I feel sure, in spite of by then being April. The weather STILL is freezing - although at 10pm last night (the first time for weeks) it was 1 degree above freezing. Yes, really one gets sick of the cold, although no doubt its good for one, and the sunshine every day is grand, but there seems little scope for buds in hedges yet.

Old Bats is making progress with the seeds, and he is getting quite a bit of help from me (so far in the conversation line only), so far. This is due to Shilly being with me for a fortnight andall we did was skid about 50 miles one way, and 50 miles the other - which was fun, but I'm having a few days rest to make up for it!! (Actually I was rather horrified at the art class which I went to in spite of Shilly, to hear all the other men there say they had put their seeds in - Mr Page, the mill factory boss said he always put his parsnips in in January!). Yes, Shilly left me on Friday morning, after a wonderful 12 days, ending up with an opera in Bournemouth - Sadlers Wells company doing "The Barber of Seville." Nancy Codrington and I said we must see a FUNNY one - half the joy of being entertained is to be AMUSED. Life is sordid enough without going to see people act tragedies. 

Well, Shilly and I arrived at the Pavilion at 6.15pm (without losing our way) and met Mrs Bailey and Nancy Codrington and a fair haired young cousin called (keep a straight face, please) JENEVORA HUNT-GRUBBE. Well, she was an charming in contrast to her astonishing name, and after a delicious supper we all thoroughly enjoyed the evening. As the climax of the play arrived - all the players on the stage grouped around and everyone listening intent to the hero's song - Shilly dropt a huge box of chocolates May O'Neill had given us. At this stage we were all consumed with giggling - however no one much noticed, we think! It snowed on the way to Bournemouth  - also on the way back - although it did not lie, which meant I could not go faster than 30m.p.h. (just as well, perhaps). (this is 15th March).
Brinky had a wedding in church yesterday, but preached for him a rather good sermon. 
Love Pat. 

I hope you will bring some good sketches back.

21st March 1962 

Letter from - Miss E. Shilleto M.B.E., 152 Queen St, Newton Abbot, South Devon 

- to Mrs Violet Heath-Caldwell, at "Stinsford," 17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3,  NZ

My dear Violet,

Here I am back in the freezing cold flat after a grand time with Pat in a comfortable warm house.
Pat was in very good form and we had a gay time as no doubt you will have heard from her, her parting shot to me was "I'm going to have a rest now!!!" I had a letter from her on Tuesday morning in which she said - 12.25 noon and I'm still in bed!! Anyhow, she seemed to enjoy herself, especially the opera  which we all enjoyed very much. I had a looverley box of Chocolates on my knee and at the word from the stage of mysery the box fell on the floor, I didn't lose Col- the box not having completely opened but, cose - quite a few which I left could not be left, I picked them up and stuck them through holes in the gadgets attached to the opera glasses and instructed a man in the seats in front to do the same. When we joined Mrs Bailey, who had gone ahead for coffee I realised I had stuck them in the ear trumpets!!

Apart from this the whole evening was very amusing except we had to drive through a blizzard which luckily had stopped by the time we left, we took Mrs Bailey home and had a very good run back.
I bought a hat in Bournemouth, everyone likes it - so did I when I first saw it, now I'm not so sure. 
I have just posted a letter to Danny, she phoned whilst I was with Pat - and very kindly invited me to visit there, so I have accepted for May 2nd - 4th - if that will be convenient for her. 4th I go to Norwich for 3 weeks.

My sister had a ghastly time during the Sheffield and area Hurricane, her roof was blown off and for several days was on the lawn at the back of the house, even so she was not nearly as bad as many hundreds, especially those in Council houses, she wrote how very fantastic it was in the shopping centre, clothing festooned from electric and telegraph wires, meat (pies?), vegetables, fruit - jewellery, diamond watches etc etc from the shops, she estimates her damage at £1,300 but from her description I would have thought very much more than after the hurricane snow; People livingt next door had only one room left, even the garage had gone, my sister, even though without a roof, would have taken them in but they refused since if they did this they were afraid they would be taken off the priority list for repairs.

Its bitterly cold here in Devon, as indeed everywhere else in England, a letter from Bangkok this morning they write - we are having the most delightful cool weather ever known!!

What a help Lily is, she has quite an affection for the whole family and a great help, so very willing to do anything for Pat, I expect you will be looking forward to returning home. I only hope it will be much warmer. It must have been very nice for you both to have seen Jimmy and family settled in their own home, Dora must especially glad to have their own home, this means more than anything, to have ones own home. 

Shall look forward to seeing you with in the not too far off future.

My love to you both, Shilly

 Thursday, 22nd March 1962 

Letter from Pat Heath-Caldwell, The  Pound House, Cattistock, Dorset, UK

- to Capt & Mrs Heath-Caldwell, at Stinsford, No.17 Salisbury Rd, Tuna, Stratford, R.D.3., NZ

Dear Ma & Pa,

I daresay this will be the last one which will reach you from me - I do hope you have a good trip - and ignore some of the many requests they will make to coax you to eat and drink too much on the plane. 
I have got the rooms booked at Skyways and so will look forward to seeing you there and Austin (+ fur coats  - combination etc etc) 

It has been warmer today and the bees were out - a very good sign! (third time this winter) Dora and Les (Bailey) are coming to lunch on Sunday, and I'm off to the Herewards in the evening to see some of their films. 

Mrs Egerton is coming to lunch on Monday and I'm going somewhere near Weymouth to look for a house for David and Gaynor with Mrs Hereward on Saturday morning. 

Lily's daughter is entertaining Golliwog at present. Old Batten is working in the garden - Too.I did an hour's work there myself this morning.

We drew a French man at out art class last night. Very swarthy individual, teaching French at Beaminster School for a year. He looked more like an Arab!! The class finishes soon, and in May we start doing sketching outside - choosing different places to go to. We start at the mill in Maiden Newton. 

Lily is getting on with the spring cleaning - the geese are laying well, and I intedn to take some eggs - also ducks to the W.I. market tomorrow (a very business like affair).

Shilly left last Friday, since then its been quite peaceful. Everyone is being vaccinated around here, I haven't been yet. Mrs Palmer has mumps - aren't we cheerful?

Love from Pat

Diary of Violet M. Heath-Caldwell, Taranaki, continues...

We had a perfectly hilarious lunch party on Monday when two people arrived with four children. It was quite amusing, I don't know how we all fitted but we did and a very good lunch too of lamb and a beautiful sweet of pineapple sponge cake and ice cream. They are particularly fond of ice cream in New Zealand, but never home made. We only got that at Nora Palmers. Must write and ask her for the receipt, its such a good one. 

Rain again I'm afraid. We went down to Stratford yesterday and had a grand time shopping, and Michael christened me good and hearty!! Must shut up shop for the moment, we've had thunder and lightning in the early morning which the children didn't like. Daddy and Jimmy are getting on with the pig sty very well. It ought to be a good show finish I could keep! And Daddy goes on with his water-colours, which he labours to much, and spoils them. 

25th March 1962 - Taranaki, New Zealand

A lovely day today and we got out to the extreme limit of the farm and its so peaceful. This being wash day Monday, we had a lot more(?), because Dora was in a (donrid?) and Michael fell out in his chair, and gave himself an awful mark on the forehead, but didn't seem to mind much, his nose being soft, didn't seem to be effected. Anyway they all went off to kindegarten, baby and all!! So I've come out for this beautiful walk; and there are some lovely little calves looking at me acrosss the fence - so drawn picture of a calf.

Sunday, I fear no one went to church and Daddy and Jimmy just mucked about and so did I. In the morning Dora cooked an excellent (wey, long?) lunch, and a creamy pudding. I went and saw how the pigsty was getting on and Daddy was very very late for lunch, as he was sketching, and we were all finished when he came in. Tried to do a painting of Mt. Egmont afterwards, and failed miserably, and we came back to see Dora's new bow and then I came and more or less looked after Michael.

Of course I forget, I planted a few bulbs in the morning outside the garage, which has very good soil all round, its rich and red, and very easy to dig, everything seems to do well.

On Saturday evening the couple call Kirkby's arrived. They had owned this farm before, and sold it to Jimmy, a very nice little woman, and also the man who has given up farming and lives near New Plymouth. They had a very nice boy and girl about 14 and 15, I should say. Very good manners indeed. Mrs Kirkby had come straight from England about 18 years ago. All the days are so much the same that I really can hardly remember what has happened from one day to the other, except of course, there is always something new going on on a farm. Jimmy had a case of bloat the other morning, but managed to stop it in time, it comes in very suddenly, and they have to be dosed immediatly to save them.

At the.1st April 1962 - We leave today, not very fine alas, but not cold.