Dear fingernails, Please stop growing so quickly!
Dear microwave, Well, you didn’t last very long. I would have hoped to get a bit more use out of you before you gave up.
Dear black boots, You sound quite different now that you have been re-heeled. The business-like click, click, click as I walked (and which you had right from the start, not just because the heels were wearing down) has gone now which is a bit of shame, but at least I don’t announce my arrival quite so far in advance now.
Dear TV schedulers, You are at it again – changing things round for the sake of it when they were working perfectly well. You also seem to have a talent for putting decent dramas on at the same time as each other. I know it’s so easy these days to record things, or to watch them on a catch-up service, but sometimes it is nice to watch something when it is actually being shown.
Dear potato peeler, I’m still enjoying the novelty of having a peeler that works so efficiently. A couple of readers have wondered what you look like, so here is your moment of glory.