My Dear Vera,

I hope my letter finds you well and that you are keeping the house in check in my absence. I miss your voice and laugh and having someone other than my bank manager to inform me of your wellbeing. But the new team needs quite the personal touch, remember that little team where the roof of their dressing room was held together with the leavings of termites? Well, it is not far from that here.

But we shall prevail! We always do and I'd give it two seasons before they are competitive and we bringing back their supporters. Although perhaps I may have to hire a little coaching consultant from montrose to team them the difference between a bludger and a bowling ball.

I hear you have been taking male callers, a Mr Rosier? I'm proud of you my dear and truly hope that he me your approval, it would warm my heart to see you finally find an acceptable marriage partner. You will have to let me know your assessment of the man, my man tells me he was quite the showman in how he picked you up, a man after my own heart perhaps?

I shall be home by the end of September if all goes to plan. Despite the poor shape of the quidditch team the town hear is quite pleasant, I think I would like you to visit for a weekend, although you might find it dreadfully quiet. Apparently they do a particular celebration for Guido Fakwes night that I am curious about, perhaps when I return for that you should accompany me.

Yours faithfully,
Your loving father