Category: Personal Letters

Aren’t You Cold?

The new year seems to have started in much the same way as the old ended, with no real advance but, at the same time, no backward steps. We are gradually moving on, but only because we’re keeping pace with all that is going on around us, whether it be political, health and safety, or…


The Excuses Are All The Same

It has been quite a busy few weeks, now that the restrictions in Germany are gradually changing, as more and more people either get the vaccination, or recover from our virus. There are still a few who are holding out, but the new rules tend to shut them out of partaking in ordinary life or,…


Take That Away And We Have Nothing left

It looks almost as if, after such a long time, I will be breaking with my own traditions, with my own routine, and changing letter writing days. I had thought that last week would be an exception, but a little something came up this week as well, completely unexpected, and threw my well-planned and time-honoured…


What Can It Mark When I Am No Longer There?

I must admit that I do not read my letters through once I have finished writing them, which leaves all the spelling mistakes right where they were unless I happen to spot them on the way down, and means that I often don’t notice when something jars, or when it doesn’t quite fit in with…


Attack Of The Snow Monsters

It’s a strange thing, and something that I have been considering for the last few weeks, but I have decided that neither the pandemic – as bad as it could be – nor the United Kingdom leaving the European Union – as bad as it will be – have really made too much difference to…


Slap Him About The Head With A Wet Fish

Our lives begin in the middle of everyone else’s life, and some of their lives begin in the middle of ours, so we should all be prepared to accept what has gone before, what is to come, and that there is really nothing new in the world. Things change, people move on, our world is,…


My Realisation That The French Were Just Like Us

I am rarely one to go about accusing anyone of ageism, although some of the other –isms that we use do come regularly to mind when I talk or write to certain types of people, but more inclined to break such things down to a level of experience. I do not doubt for one moment…


Not One To Deprive Another Of Worthwhile Experiences

Without a shadow of a doubt, this small letter will be one of many that you receive, initially, in reply to your hope of finding people to write to, people you can get to know through the wonderful art of letter writing. There will be short and longer letters, offers which you can’t refuse, promises…


It’s Not Necessarily My Prejudice

The interesting thing about being an old person, as I admit to being, is that many readily assume you do not know of modern tastes, modern technology, modern fashion and mores, and are often surprised to the point of having their jaws drop onto their chests when you converse with them on a certain higher…


Taking A Look Around Us

I’m not too sure about a voice of sanity: there are times when I feel that there is no voice which understands a situation clearly enough to take any action, to comprehend what is happening around us and how we should combat it. The world is filled with too many voices, most of them fighting…


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