1954–1968: J. S. Last

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… weather, my digestion, my emotional condition, my paralysis agitans, the background turmoil of my irrational animosities, my relations with with Miss Jet Jackdaw and a host of ill-balanced constituents.

After an almost rainless January it now pours every morning and later clears up beautifully.

Owing to the high wages offered by the Army and contractors I have been undergoing a domestic crisis, my domestic having left me to better himself (and me perhaps). For a fortnight I depended on all and sundry while I sought a successor. On one Sunday I had most of the Chrys. family standing by, plus my three previous domestics and a small Turk who speaks no Greek but who, like Perkin Warbeck, was "born to splendour and sorrow", being destined to fill the important post himself, in time. Meanwhile one of the earlier chaps (who left me to attend a shirt-makers College) is teaching him and doing most of the work. I have simplified matters for him by having some meals in the kitchen where I have placed an armchair between the ice-box and the liquor cupboard and within reach of a spare radio. Nearchos, the incumbent, speaks no Turkish and I get some amusement from his futile attempts to suggest a line of action to small Mehmet (who is much too clever to understand).

Enough of this frippery,

Severely,

Handwritten: signature

Stamp: LIMASSOL / CYPRUS postmark

Printed: BY AIR MAIL / AIR LETTER / IF ANYTHING IS ENCLOSED THIS LETTER WILL BE SENT BY ORDINARY MAIL.

Printed: Cyprus 4½ piastres stamp

Miss Ellen Kohler, The University Museum, 33rd & Spruce Sts, Philadelphia 4, Penna., U.S.A.

Sender's name and address:- J.S. LAST EPISKOPI LIMASSOL CYPRUS