Dear young man in town, It was so nice to see some good old fashioned manners the other day when you held the shop door open to allow me to go through before you.
Dear Marks and Spencers, I would have thought that you would have paid careful attention to your grammar when preparing some new posters to make us aware, in store, of your travel money services. There, plastered all over the place, are posters telling us the we should have ‘less worries’ and build more sandcastles (amongst other things). Fewer worries. Fewer! Not less. We could have less worry, but it must be fewer worries. If you would like to employ me to pop along to one of your advertising/marketing meetings and point out a few simple grammar rules, I would be more than happy. I am reminded of the time several years ago when you didn’t know how to use apostrophes correctly and had posters in store advertising CD’s and DVD’s for sale. Thankfully I think someone had a word with you because I haven’t seen that sort of faux pas again.
Dear book pile, Oh dear, I’ve been book shopping again. I blame the book club I belong to. When it’s my turn to choose the book for us to read, I think I am going to have to pick something that is already waiting so that I don’t have to add to you.
Dear fingernails, Please can you sort yourselves out – there is too much snagging, splitting and flaking going on for my liking. You used to be so reliable.
Dear peppermint tea, Have I mentioned before that I like you?
Dear fresh mint tea, I like you too, in fact I like you most of all, but I have no luck at all in growing mint successfully, so I have had to resort to tea bags. Sorry.