Category Archives: letters

A MAN OF LETTERS – Day 7

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Market Stallholder,
I feel that sincere congratulations are due to you on your inspiring knowledge of the law.
I was delighted with the hammer I bought from you. The two nails that it drove in perfectly before the head flew off and broke the terrible Goddess’s favourite piece of Susie Cooper [...]

A MAN OF LETTERS – DAY 5

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Car Park Attendant,
I felt I should write and thank you for the invaluable help you gave me the other day. Without it I would have struggled to find that parking place between the Nissan Micra and the Vauxhall Viva; although I would have been quite happy in one of the [...]

A MAN OF LETTERS – Day 4

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Local Council
I must say how clever you’ve been in coordinating the Gas Board, the Electricity Company and British Telecom to take it in turns to dig up the road into town. The detours that I’ve enjoyed over recent months have been a delight, particularly your suggested route past all those [...]

A MAN OF LETTERS – Day 3

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Young Mum
How refreshing to meet someone who is so relaxed with their child in the supermarket. Your policy of chatting to your sister on your pink mobile telephone whilst young Brooklyn amuses himself in the aisles shows a degree of poise that I can only admire. [By the way, I [...]

A MAN OF LETTERS – Day 2

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Young Man
I just thought I’d drop you a line to say how delighted I was when I glanced in my mirror and actually thought you were sitting in the back seat of my car. It must take a lot of skill to drive so closely to my rear-end without making [...]

A MAN OF LETTERS – Day 1

The Cliff Top Residence
SE England
England
Dear Old Lady
It was delightful to see you queuing behind me at the checkout the other day. I was amazed how nimbly you scurried to the new checkout that opened up, effectively queue jumping – how unfortunate it was that the cashier couldn’t get his till to work. I felt particular [...]