stamps 21 July 2008
The stamps thing has hit home with many of you. Indeed, one lady who is a regular to the site and shall remain nameless – Mandy, you know who you are – has a penchant for a colleague of mine (not one who is currently gracing an Irish stamp, sadly) and she has suggested we should all have a favourite whom we’d love to lick forevermore while communicating with the outside world…in a meaningful way, of COURSE. I am happy enough with the lovely Cillian Murphy for the moment and therefore content with the Irish postal service, though I wouldn’t mind having George Clooney to run a tongue over from time to time. I shall leave the rest of you with your fantasy homework for now…do enjoy!
Shame it’s so expensive to send a card or letter by post these days. I do love to get something through the letterbox, although I must say a well-written email is also a pleasure and can be much more enjoyable than a phonecall. I am a lot more interesting by way of the written word, I think, so that method of communication is best for me. I can’t think of the last time I sent a letter to someone that wasn’t after a death or a funeral though. It seems a shame that such a great thing is now relegated to the dread place, almost where a telegram used to be – does anyone out there remember getting those? Usually they were bad news, though I do recall getting some splendid ones to wish me good luck on opening nights. They were an absolute treat and I am sorry now I didn’t keep them. In general, I am bad at storing mementoes although, to see the amount I am still trying to shed from the house right now, you would probably be inclined to call me a bit of a hoarder.
