I'm sorry I wasn't in touch sooner, but it was a bit of a push to get the cellar ready in time for the moon.

I've made several cups of tea so far today, but I keep leaving them to go cold. I can't quite face the thought of eating or drinking anything right now.

Arthur will be fine though, I'm sure of it. He's been at the Ministry a long time now, he knows how these things work and he knows precisely what to say. It'll all be fine.

How's my little godson? Has he forgotten me already? I shall have to send you a picture that you can stick to his crib.