Owen Davies (owenofwales) wrote in thelostland,
Owen Davies
owenofwales
thelostland

Letters


Dear Da,

Seems strange to be writing this, my first letter to you. We've never
been apart much, except when I would go to visit Will during the hols,
and then it was easier to 'phone.

I wanted to thank you for letting me go to Cambridge because I guess I
never really did in person. Thank you. I know it wasn't an easy
thing, and you probably think it hard of me to pack up and leave the way I
did, but it was difficult for me too. I just feel...I feel as if it's
something I have to do, going away to school. I can't explain it more
than that.

Cambridge and the campus are lovely so far, with the exception of a
persistent drizzle that reminds me of home, only there are no rolling
hills here, only old and tall buildings. I have been exploring the grounds
and beyond because there is time yet before term begins.

I have a roommate, and his name is Colin. He doesn't seem so very bad;
after the first round of staring and even an exclamation of 'You're a
looker, an odd one to be sure,' he's treated me with the same
indifference I think he treats everything. He's from London. He informed me the
very first day I was likely to have the room mostly for my own; I think
he has a girlfriend over at Corpus and whatever studying he does, he
doesn't do it here.

It is a little lonely because I haven't stumbled over Will yet, though
I know he enrolled here, and I haven't found Jane yet either, and she
will be going to Corpus. That gives me more time to get all of my books
and get oriented on campus, I suppose.

I do miss you, Da. Don't be too much alone. I will see you over the
hols, all right? Unless you come and visit me on campus first!

Love,
Bran



Dear Bran,

I got your letter yesterday. British Post! Were I a man given to foul language... still, it is here now.

I have been reading your online journal, and I saw your note in mine. I spoke of it to young Rhys when taking tea with his mother, and now I see that he too has one. Now you will have no excuse for not knowing all that goes on in Clywd.

As I have been reading your journal, I have heard that you did, eventually, find young Will. Do give him my best. He's a good young man, and tell him I remember well. When you come back for the holidays, bring him along.

Hearing of your friendship with young Miss Drew was a pleasant surprise. I believe we met once, her family and ours, some years ago; a very sweet young girl who sounds as if she has grown into a very nice young lady. Do pass on my regards to her as well.

There is very little news at present; although I do miss you, and will welcome you back as soon as university is out. It is hard to explain my feelings, but I simply feel as if Wales is our place, yours and mine, and that is why I did not want you to leave. Still, I am sure you will do well at Cambridge. There is no need to thank me for letting you go - after all, if I am right, will you not come back when you are ready? And all the better for knowing the world outside our valley.

Love,
Da
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