Dear sparrows, I’m glad that you have finally found your way into the back garden – I wonder what took you so long? It seemed odd to me that for years you confined yourselves to the front of the house, when tempting feeders and a bird bath were available for you at the back.
Dear grass, Finally, we had a couple of dry days in a row and you received your first cut of the year. You are looking so much better and I hope you feel better too.
Dear books, I am feeling very pleased with myself – two books read from the pile and no new ones added, although the intention was that one would have been.
Dear Amazon, Why tell me that a book is available to buy now for next day delivery and then wait until I have clicked to buy it before telling me that you have no idea when it will be available for delivery? That was two weeks ago, and I am running out of time to read it before my next book club meeting. As soon as I have finished writing these letters I will be cancelling the order and buying it in my local bookshop.
Dear local bookshop, I’m so sorry that I didn’t order a book from you but decided to buy it from Amazon instead. I will be popping in to see you tomorrow and I hope you will forgive me and still serve me despite my selfish behaviour, thinking that it would be cheaper, and quicker, buying it online.
Dear self, Support local bookshops – what were you thinking?