I used to be indecisive…

…but now I'm not so sure


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Friday letters – the school summer holidays edition

Dear time,  You clearly ignored my last letter to you as you are flying past very quickly as usual.  Please, pretty please, could we have a little bit of a slow down?  If slowing down is not an option, an extra hour in the day would be a good start,  but the perfect solution would be an extra day in the week (a non-work day naturally).  Any chance?

Dear local people,  Batten down those hatches, stock up on plenty of supplies, abandon all hope of a quiet afternoon sitting in the garden with only the sound of birdsong for company…  The school holidays begin today and the little blighters will be everywhere. 

Dear airports,  I have heard that today will be the busiest day of the year for travel.  I hope it all goes well for you.

Dear TV drama The Loch,  Well, that was six hours I won’t be getting back.  I stuck with you because I kept hoping you would improve, but sadly you didn’t, although perhaps the last episode was actually quite dramatic in some places.    I had high hopes for you, being set in the dramatic Scottish countryside, but sadly I was bitterly disappointed.  The writing was poor, the characters were unbelievable, there were shoals of  red herrings rather than just the odd one, the logic of the tale had huge holes in it and the story was just too preposterous.  If there is a second series (surely not) I won’t be watching, even if the scenery is beautiful.

Dear foxes,  I haven’t seen you in the garden for ages – what’s happened?

Dear all,  Have a good day.

 

 

 

 

 


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Friday letters – the slightly grumpy edition

Dear cinema goers,  Do some of you not eat for the whole day before going in to see a show?  Are you so ravenous that you have to eat so much? On a recent trip I was surrounded by the noises of people eating popcorn from enormous tubs which are full to the brim, sweets and nachos and drinking fizzy drinks with lots of ice in the cup.  Even the high volume of the soundtrack didn’t mask the noises produced by the rustling of the packaging, the rummaging in the packet/tub, the crunching of the sweets and popcorn, the ice cubes hitting each other and the slurping of drinks through a straw (and in one particular case the insistence of one small child in getting every last molecule of liquid out of his cup through the straw).  I know it’s nice to have a treat when you go to the cinema (ice cream for me please) but do you need to have quite so much of it, and consume it quite so noisily?

Dear cinema treat manufacturers,  I have written to you before, but it’s time for another letter.  Why is it not possible to make quieter packaging for your products?  It would reduce my stress quite considerably, and I know I am not alone in this.

Dear TV chat shows,  Why, when guests are welcomed into the studio, do they all kiss the host and each other?  They have just been sitting together, moments before, in the green room.  I would rather be entertained by the anecdotes of the guests than watch them waste time with all the kissing.  When there are lots of guests on the sofa it can take quite a while!

Dear spare buttons on shirts,  I have noticed a worrying trend over the last year or so.  The fabric on the shirt has developed small holes just where you are.  In all the years of doing laundry, with spare buttons attached to the label which is sewn into the side seam near the waist of the shirt, it is only recently that this problem has happened.  What is different?  Is it to do with the action of the washing machine, or is it happening when the shirt is ironed?  I have not changed how I do either of these things and now I am finding small holes in shirts even when they are quite new. I’d be grateful if you could let me know what is causing this problem.

Dear sports commentators,  Sometimes we just want to watch the match, and appreciate the skill of the players.  We do not need your constant talking and chatting with each other.  Sometimes it is ok for there to be silence.

Dear readers,  I will try and finish with a less grumpy letter.

Dear birds,  It’s good to see you enjoying the bird bath.

starlings in the bird bath

Have a good Friday.

 

 

 

 

 


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Friday letters – the early May edition

Dear sunshine,  It’s nice to see you this morning.

Dear Afternoon Tea,  I am looking forward to you this afternoon.

Dear grass,  You are at it again!  Growing.  Slow down please.

Dear local school boys,  Please put your litter into your pocket rather than dropping it on the ground.  The breeze seems to blow it into our garden regardless of where it is dropped.  Perhaps I am blaming you unfairly for ALL of the rubbish that appears behind our wall, but I know you are responsible for quite a lot of it as you make your way to your sports fields in your lunch break.

Dear agapanthus plants,  I am very pleased that you have all survived another winter and are starting to grow again.  Hopefully you will put on a good show this year.


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Friday letters

Dear weather gods,  You’ve been working very  hard for the last ten days.  You must be exhausted from providing us with all this variety – hail storms, snow showers, bright sunshine, rain showers, light frost, light breezes and fierce winds to name just a few.  Perhaps you would like to have a rest now and let us enjoy some gentle, settled, preferable sunny weather this weekend.

Dear fellow bloggers,  Having been without unlimited internet access for a week I have fallen very far behind with my reading.  I’m not ignoring you – I just haven’t had the opportunity to do lots of online reading.  I’m back to full  internet capabilities now so I’m looking forward to catching up.

Dear self,  Stop sitting with your elbow on the table and your chin resting in your hand while you are reading on the laptop – you know you will end up with a painful neck.

Dear neighbour,  Your clematis (clematis montana I think) is looking lovely and I am enjoying the benefits of it cascading over our fence.  There is something else there too which might be honeysuckle, but it isn’t flowering yet so I have that to look forward to.


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Friday letters

Dear Prime Minister,  Well, that was a surprise announcement – a snap general election in June!

Dear Trebor Soft Mints,  Why are you so easy to eat, and more-ish?

Dear disposable gloves,  What a great idea you are – ideal to wear when preparing chicken, or chopping onions.  I hate the smell that slicing and chopping onions leaves on my fingers, so you are the perfect solution.

Dear Marks and Spencers,  Thank you for providing free WiFi in your cafes – it very useful.  However, can I suggest that you turn your air conditioning down a touch, please – it cools my coffee down too quickly.

Dear red squirrel,  How exciting to see you at the weekend when I was walking in the Loch Lomond and Trossachs area.

 


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Friday letters – the final March edition

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?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Friday letters – the middle of March edition

Dear birds,  As usual, it’s been good to see lots of you in the garden.  I think I’ll need to top up the feeders today.

Dear grass,  I think it’s time for your first haircut of the year.

Dear book pile,  I’m trying my best to reduce you – but no matter how many books I read, you just keep on growing.

Dear car manufacturers,  Please can you stop adding more and more bright lights to the fronts of cars. It’s bad enough when drivers think it’s ok to drive around with their fog lights on in perfectly clear conditions, meaning that I am faced with a two-level double-dazzling situation, but this week I saw a car with three sets of lights, one above the other and all turned on.  It’s too much!

Dear treesI’m enjoying the blossom that is starting to appear, and this week I noticed that the buds are starting to open on the horse chestnut trees.  Lovely.