Good to see you on the Lake again today, and what a pleasure it was to see Mrs Tufty with you! I did try to take some photos of you both together, but you seemed a little coy! Will we be seeing a hatch of Master and Miss Tuftys with you shortly? I’ll keep my camera handy.
Dear Machu Picchu,
You do look like a fascinating place, and one I hope to be able to visit one day. Until I get there, I will always enjoy the snippets I see of you when you crop up from time to time around here.
Dear Certain People In Charge,
Please stop whining and just get on with your tasks in hand. You really aren’t sending out confident, positive messages when you constantly moan, and you aren’t doing yourselves any favours either.
Dear The Colour Blue,
Such a wonderful shade you are, and I find it most unbecoming to link you to feeling a little glum. That mood is more suited to be described as ‘grey’, but then that is doing the same disservice to the colour grey.
Dear The Colour Grey,
I apologise for comparing thee to a foul mood.
Dear Rhubarb And Custard,
What a delight you are together! Hot or cold you are c’est magnifique!
I was writing a couple of words in the French language a moment ago, so there was no need for you underline the words for me. Although your suggestion of ‘chest magnified’ may be quite fitting if copious amounts of rhubarb and custard were to be consumed.
Will you please heal so that you don’t bleed every time I have to blow you? During hay fever season it’s like a never ending battle with something or other running out of you…
Dear Bodily Functions,
There really is no nice and pleasant way to describe you, is there? Everything sounds gross, but you do have your jobs to do, so I’ll leave things there.
Dear Three-Ply Tissues,
Thank goodness for small mercies!
And to finish… Dear All,
Feel Good, and remember miracles happen every day. Just let the rhythm of your heartbeat remind you that it’s a miracle in itself simply being here. Live life and enjoy it!
Thank you for reading!
P.S. Here’s a photograph of the colour blue to finish. Just because:
Well, it’s quite a cheerful colour really, isn’t it? Just to be sure.