4 December, 1892
Daffy,
I don't think I could ever forget to eat. Mmmm. Roast. Minced pies. Jelly Tarts. Potatoes. It is all so good. Especially at home when you smell whatever cook is making. Though I suppose it is different for you now being on your own. But still. It all tastes so good. More satisfaction there than this stupid essay on
"the uses of newt spawn in common potions". Ugg, now I want jelly tarts. And to not do this essay.
Sounds like a plan! Let me know if you need any kinda information about the broom for them, I probably remember most of it if not have a record of it somewhere.
I'm glad you asked, Daffy! This will be fun!
love,
Calla