Letter writing or sending a postcard seem to have become a lost art as email and new technology takes over the world.
In Browsers Bookshop, there is a box of old and new postcards. Most of the new ones are paintings by Edward Hopper (I'm now officially a fan) but some of the old ones are so faded and dog-earred.
It sounds strange to buy a used postcard, but the fountain tip pen message says more about the person than the scene. I read one from Paris that was an apology to a friend for something that they had not spoken off since.
I remember when I was younger, the point of writing a journal was to leave a piece of yourself behind and available to the future explorer who finds it.
A tale popularised by Anne Frank's diary, journals continue to be stocked with locks, flowers and ribbon bookmarks, but I wonder if their charm remains when social networking sites grow in members.
I guess its up to the individual as to what is important. Its nice to receive a hand-written letter or a postcard as fewer people get round to it, even if it has the cliche "wish you were here".
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I love the lost art of written letters. We've received a number from Europe lately: Crete, Grenada...the aspect of it I most value is that the postcard I'm currently holding and reading, was held and written on by the sender. Emails are souless in this regard, unless lovingly written and long.
My partner received a postcard from his parents, who are in Europe at the moment, and we were both taken aback at the sentiment; we'd honestly just expected emails from their trip, so it was touching to hear news from the 'the old fashioned way', ie in the post!
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