Didn't you know?
He went just after you did.

He was in London at Christmas--at least, that was the postmark on the parcels, but he has never written a word.

He was always a bad correspondent, but he'll turn up one of these days." Mrs.M'Cosh came in with the letters from the evening post.
"Actually a letter for me," said Jean, "from London.

I expect it's from that landlord of ours.

Surely he won't be giving us notice to leave The Rigs.