BRACERS Record Detail for 53497
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BR was very busy during term-time: "I rashly accepted invitations to speak to all sorts of societies; I shan't do it again."
Things are going so well that it is as if they have emerged from a long tunnel.
Conrad goes to Byron House, which is coeducational. Peter is happier than BR has known her to be. John is to be sent to the Far East, being proficient in Japanese, but probably will not be in any fighting. Kate is in the Ministry of Information, preparing a report on German education.
"All this is such a change from the unspeakable misery we endured in America that one feels intoxicated."
BR TO LUCY SILCOX, 8 DEC. 1944
BRACERS 53497. ALS(X). Trinity College Library
Proofread by K. Blackwell
Trinity College
Cambridge
8.12.44
My dear Lucy
Term is coming to an end and I begin to have time to know whether I am on my head or my heels. I rashly accepted invitations to speak to all sorts of societies; I shan’t do it again. — Things go well with us; we seem (touch wood!) to have emerged from a long tunnel. My law-suit against the “terrible-tempered” Dr Barnes is finally ended, and has brought me quite a sum of money. We have a house,
Grosvenor Lodge, Babraham Road,
which, though ugly, keeps the rain out and is on the edge of very pleasant country. Conrad goes to Byron House (coeducational) and likes it; he loves England, and rejoices to be done with moving. Peter is happier than I have ever known her. I enjoy my work, and find the dons very friendly — the Master, of course, is an old and intimate friend.
John, being proficient in Japanese, expects to be sent to the Far East soon after Xmas. Kate is in the Ministry of Information, where they give her interesting work, such as preparing a report on present-day German education. John is not likely to be in any fighting; he will probably be kept at a base, in Ceylon or Australia. All this is such a change from the unspeakable misery we endured in America that one feels intoxicated.
I wish I could see you again but travel is difficult and I have a great deal of work on hand; I fear it must wait till the summer.
Much love from us both.
Yours affectionately
Bertrand Russell.
