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    <title>MacNeice014</title>
    <Collections>Letters to George and Mercy McCann</Collections>
    <Contributor>MacNeice Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1946 Feb 12th</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>MacNeice014</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>My Dark Tower, Essex</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>MacNeice 014

The British Broadcasting Corporation, Broadcasting House, London, W1, Telephone: Welbeck 4468 Cables: Broadcasts, London Inland Telegrams: Broadcasts, Telex, London

Dear George, Sorry not to have answered your letter before. I wrote to the CEMA boys saying that you were an ace at book-keeping, turning the other cheek etc. Did anything come of it? Saw Henry Moore the other day who remembered you kindly. When are you coming to London? (I&#039;ll probably be back in Belfast in April). The family flourish, only Corinna now wakes up daily at 5.0 a.m. Which is bad for morale. I am trying to place my play (stage) and getting involved with c. 50 % Machiavellian types and
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