14 May 1921

14 May 1921

Hotel Beau Site, Clarens-Montreux, Switzerland

Yesterday gave me such a wonderful idea of it all. I feel I have been through & through Switzerland. And up there, at Sierre & in the tiny mountain towns on the way to Sierre it is absolutely unspoilt. I mean its so unlike, so remote from the Riviera in that sense. There are no tourists to be seen. It is a whole complete life. The only person I could think of meeting would have been Lawrence before the war. The only thing which is modern (and this makes me feel the Lord is on our side) is the postal service: it is excellent everywhere in Switzerland even in the villages. There are two posts a day everywhere. As to telegrams they simply fly. And your letter posted 8.30 p.m. May 12th arrived here at 9.30 a.m. May 14th. All these remarks are, again of the carrot family. I heard there are any number of small chalets to be had in Sierre and in Montana. We should take one, don’t you think, darling? And have a Swiss bonne. As to cream-cows, they abound. And the whole countryside is full of fruit and of vines. Its famous for its small grapes, and for a wine which the peasants make. The father brews for his sons, and the sons for their sons. Its drunk when its about 20 years old & I believe it is superb.
Queer thing is that all the country near Sierre is like the Middle Ages. There are ancient tiny castles on small round wooded knolls, and the towns are solid, built round a square.

[To John Middleton Murry in Collected Letters, 15 May.]