It’s Sunday April 18th 1915 and Nellie Lant is enjoying Springtime in the Cambridge Colleges. She writes:
My favourite pastime is to go for a walk round the backs of the collages, especially in Spring when one can see all the lovely flowers growing in the college grounds. The Daffodils dancing and fluttering in the breeze, looking like a flash of brilliant light. In the wilderness one can see Tulips, Primroses, Daffodils and Narcissus making a wonderful sight.
All nature seems gay with all the birds singing. One can pick violets, daisies and buttercups. The last time I went round all the leaves on the trees were bursting, and the May was coming out on the hedge.
There are some soldiers drilling on the grounds at the back of the Collages. I think the Backs look most beautiful in the Spring more than at any other season.
Based on our first meeting with Nellie Lant a couple of weeks ago this letter is out of place. Last time we were in 1916 – this one is from 1915, almost to the day. The war is some 9 months old and Nellie is at Wesley School, King Street, Cambridge – a different, but still residential, girl’s school – Nellie will only come home at the end of each of the three terms. and is writing home to her father on Friday 16th April 1915.
Christ’s Pieces are now our playground. We have been turned out of our proper school by the soldiers. On Christ’s Pieces there is a band stand nearly every Sunday evening. The bands play and crowds of people listen to it. Not very long ago there were some soldier’s horses on there. At the middle of every morning and afternoon we have ten minutes play time. At playtime we all go out and play until the bell rings. On certain days of the week we have drill on the Piece.
Your loving daughter