This sundry correspondence was gathered in a folder found among other papers by a relative of mine who generously lent it me to inspect and compile. The various letters and handwriten notes concern the preparation of a film during the early 1960s in London and Los Angeles, California. It must be, as I suppose, a work of my great uncle John Schlesinger, the reputed cinema director, who died a few years ago. I have transcribed it all as it was, being able to find no more of it. Whether my great uncle managed to finish his film, we shall not know... until the final letter.