THE LETTERS OF RALPH VAUGHAN WILLIAMS

From R. Vaughan Williams,
10, Hanover Terrace,
Regents Park,
London, N.W.1.

December 26th, 1955.

Dearest Moppett,
We are very pleased with your prezent, itt made us both purrrrrr, and thow nt. good for our figgurs we are enjoying themm. So thank you verrry mutch.
Boxing day is horrrid; they won’t let us eat turkey bonez, so it was only fish; and they say brandy butterr is not good for cats, so we eatz chocoltates for pud.
Happy new year, and thank you and lovr frm uz bth.
Friskin.¹

My brothey lit me writt this lettr. He says I can’t spel wel, but I havn’t spent all the time he duz with my noze in bks. I likes fresh air.

I wish to disassociate myself with the writing but not the grateful sentiments of this letter.²
Your obliged friend and admirer,
RVW

1. Friskin and Crispin were two cats owned by the VWs, a gift from the Finzis. Presumably “Moppett” was a cat, but according to Nigel Finzi not a cat in the Finzi household.
2. This line in red.