Supplemental: Archival Records
Marker: Personal Correspondance From Dr. Rory Williams and Mrs. Amelia Pond-Williams to Melody Williams/Prof. River Song
Frequency: Intermittent
Provided courtesy of Mr. Anthony Brian Williams

13th of December 1943

Your mum and I thought rather long and hard about what to ask for from home. It's strange, we're actually forgetting what we have or rather what we used to have. We would absolutely love our wedding album, actually all of our albums, especially the blue ones. Those are the ones that are secret, the ones with pictures from our travels with the Doctor. Look through anything you like, of course.

Amy's mum gave her a little perfume bottle and my Dad gave me a pocket watch when I graduated from nursing school we wouldn't mind having those.

The funny thing is after being here for awhile now we've just learned to do without. Of course we miss our laptops and just the unbelievable access to information which we so took for granted but we've adjusted to the 40's. I do have to admit we'd love our iPods. But other than that, maybe some jeans a few t-shirts and jumpers, there aren't really lounging clothes in this era. Poor Amy has been struggling without her glasses. We went to the optometrist here but it's not the same. We ordered two pair right before we left the last time with the Doctor because I just knew she'd break or lose a set. I think we left them in the kitchen, next to the sink. Oh, and sunscreen, Amy just reminded me.

I wish you didn't have to avoid my Dad. I wish you could just walk right up and introduce yourself to him. We've been thinking a lot about our parents and friends and family, wondering where they must think we've gone, what's happened, and we can't come up with a convincing story. Someday Amy and I would like to sit down and write them letters, but not right now. We can't do it now.

You wanted to know how you would have grown up. Well, you would have had a nursery which as you grew we'd have converted into a more grown up bedroom. We'd read to you, we'd spend a lot of time telling you stories, a lot of stories from books, stories about the Doctor and stories your Mum made up. You'd have a love for learning and reading. We would have made sure you went to the best school and you had best believe you'd be going to university, missy. Alright...you wouldn't have to go if you really didn't want to. I think you might assume I'd be the stricter parent but in truth I think it might be Amy. She can be quite the taskmaster. I'd probably call a lot of family meetings. My dad was fond of them and actually it was a good way to air grievances and fix problems. Amy was accustomed to family game nights and outings so you'd have to deal with your goofy parents taking you to movies and bowling and mini golf and amusement parks. Any boy who showed the slightest interest in you would have had to undergo a rigorous interrogation from yours truly, probably in full Centurion gear. We would have looked forward to watching you grow and mature, to all the big days in your life. I would have looked forward to walking you down the aisle on your wedding day. Above all else I can tell you, you would have been loved and probably more than a bit spoiled. But the end result would be much the same as we see today, a loving, wonderful brilliant woman who her adoring parents take endless pride in.

You're welcome to anything you like from home, it's your home too.

Next up is the big question. The Doctor.

Your Mum and I will get back to you.