Key Performance Indicators … with a twist
'Here and there in the leafy glade of her letters a ripe berry of information gleams.'
When was the last...
Waiting for the post
Dorothy Wordsworth's journals were written in the closing years of the 18th century and the opening years of the 19th,...
The Magic Ink-Pot
Always on the hunt for treasures among forgotten children's books, I came across this one by chance when I was...
The pleasure of paper post
One of the greatest pleasures of Christmas, for me anyhow, is the sending and receiving of cards, one of the...
Close to your heart
I've heard of people keeping letters, including under their pillow, but never one permanently about your person. This letter from...
Straight as an avenue of poplars
When was the last time you received - or wrote - an 18 page letter? Â I think I have managed...
Letters and the lapse of time
A moving comment on the effects of time and separation, and the hiatus of news caused by war. Firstly, the...
Mail at last
We forget, swamped as we are with constant connectivity, the past hunger for letters and news when travelling. I remember...
This is the world
Keats was one of the most life-loving people you could hope to meet, grasping with all his force every chance...
In mourning
In the 19th century, it was customary to use black-bordered paper and envelopes to inform someone of a death. Here...
Red letter day
A red letter day is a holiday or a memorable day, something that might be marked on the calendar in...
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