Good Thinking
I have a bit of a thing against newsletters. It’s a personal thing which I’ve been harbouring for many years and now I can’t walk down a street without seeing the word ’news’;and hearing the word ’letters’;and constructing a demonic vision in my mind. It’s really not my fault. It’s the fault of our local village newsletter, the high-light of which is the ‘births, marriages and deaths’ page which is printed in a font that exhibits a truly deathly quality More





