Did you have a pen pal when you were growing up? I had a really lovely one called Caroline. She was from Northern Ireland and we met when our families were both on holiday in Spain.

I can’t remember much of what we used to write about, but I do remember the thrill of getting her letters.  I just loved seeing a pretty envelope or postcard appearing in the letterbox with my name on it.

In this digital age where spam emails crowd our inboxes and social media pings all day and night, a handwritten letter is even more special, don’t you think? There is something so personal, intimate even, about reading a friend’s handwriting. An email just can’t compete. [Read more…]