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Dear [sister?] Alice

We were very pleased to hear that you were getting better. We have buried the baby [?] this afternoon and every thing went off very nicely. Give our love to Mr and Mrs Palmer and thank them for their sympathy.

[unfortunately I can’t make out what’s written across the main message]

From A. Hand across the sea

I’m posting this in honour of this blog’s first birthday. A big thanks to Kathy as this is one of her cards. It’s one of the first ones where I read what was on the back and became so intrigued that the back of postcards started to become more interesting than the pictures on the front!

“Westbrook” Renwick
Oswald E.H. Rowe Marlborough
Dec 5/09

Dear Friend,
I suppose you will say I am pretty bold & got cheek enough for anything to send you this card without an invitation. But do you remember when you wrere staying in Marlborough some little time ago? Attending the Blenheim Band “marching competitions” at the show grounds? If so, perhaps you will recollect waiting for the Bands to start? (“Punctually again”) Well, as that “Old Proverb” says: Satan still finds work for idle hand’s to do. (You will not be annoyed with me for putting it this way I hope) No doubt tempted you to write the following on the cell of the Grand Stand: – Miss Ruby Spratt – Hawera – Taranaki. Please exchange Post Cards). Andof which this child caught a glimpse which tempted me to send this card to you, which I hope you will accept together With My Kindest Regards.

From A. Hand across the Sea

A happy New Year …

… to you all! Thanks to Kathy for the loan of this one from her collection 🙂

I’m really not sure what to make of what’s on the back – it would seem the New Year greeting is all that needs to be said!

Joyeux Noel!

This year some friends of mine have used a 1903 Christmas postcard to make their own Christmas cards:

You can see the back of the postcard on their flickr page http://www.flickr.com/photos/22278001@N08/4194774582/

I think it’s a great idea and what a gorgeous result.

You can read more about what is believed to be the oldest Christmas card here (from the mid 1800s). I wonder how old the oldest Christmas postcard is?

I got my own copy of this earlier this month – very excited!

From Sometimes Love Beth: An adventure in postcards

Beth Sometimes

ISBN 9780980637809; 288pp; October 2009; $29.95

From her new home in Central Australia, on the eve of 2008, postcard author Beth Sometimes embarked on a daring challenge: to write a postcard to somebody, everybody, anybody and anything every day for the next year.

Collected in this compendium are postcards to friends, exes, people she’d met in passing, strangers, rivers, mountains and just about anything she wanted to reach out and touch. A combination of handmade and shop-bought and weird and wacky, each contains a piece of writing of some significance; moments in time and personal reflections that create their own poetic narrative.

From Sometimes Love Beth weaves a world of rectangular emotions and cardboarderly camaraderie, where giant ideas roam miniature communiqués and the personal becomes public – just like on a postcard itself.

‘Visual feast of handmade and shop-brought postcards with profound, bizarre and whimsical messages and delightful insights into other people‘s lives. Verdict: stamp of approval‘ – Herald Sun

‘Is this book a pretentious gimmick or an exciting exploration of a new form? Sometimes both, sometimes neither, but there‘s plenty to engage attention and provoke thought – The Age

Info and pic from publishers website http://www.affirmpress.com.au/books.aspx?id=9

You can buy the book directly from there 🙂

where ere I roam verso

moment that you disappoint me on purpose. If I did think that, believe me you would not get a chance to do it again. It didn’t matter so much last time, but it does matter especially (?) this time. I’m sorry about your suit, but you know dear it doesn’t matter to me what you have on, though I like to see you looking nice for your own sake. I’ll have to try some back hand writing too I bet I’ll beat you at it. It’s only in the last couple of years that I have written upright but I’m out of practice now and

[wire if you are coming – written upside down]

 I haven’t any lines to guide me. I’ll have to stop now as Dad is starting to kick his heels and yell for his supper. But you will come up to-morrow won’t you sweetheart. Goodbye till then dear Frank. Your own loving Kiddie.

where ere i roam

The perils of coming in part way through a conversation – I wonder what the other card(s) that made up this letter said? Frank is getting an earful – I thought it was his girlfriend to start with, and then wondered if it’s from his mother, but I’m not sure. Either way she has plenty to say!

Will you meet me

Adagio verso

Dear Miss Robins, will you meet me at 5 oclock or soon after at Sloan Square Stat. Should it be wet do not trouble to come as I would not go. I will wait if I am there first. Till I see you this day Tuesday with love, L Neill.

Adagio