For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Tuesday, 26 February 2013
0039: RECEIVING A LETTER OR POSTCARD
The power of the written word is far greater than that of the typed or spoken (apart from some specific cases, of course). In a time before telephones and computers, communication was performed through a piece of paper and a pen. And isn't it lovey to get something that isn't some bill or reminder or administrative matter?? Oh the joy of receiving things from where you'd rather be.
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