Where did it all go wrong?
I am one of those sad people who do online surveys and in due course, trade my credits for shopping vouchers. I received one this morning which had been sent from Germany on behalf of a British company.
It got me thinking why the people in Britain can no longer be trusted to put something in an envelope and lick and stick the flap down.
As my anger rose, I began to compare the current era with one 60 years ago. In those days, we could be trusted to have telephone ‘advisors’ where English was their first language and we had healthy heavy engineering industries.
King Cotton ruled in this part of the country and some people were employed rebuilding after the war. The interest rates were higher and it was worth saving your money in a bank.
You could go into a shop and a career grocer would serve you, call you by your name and sell you just the amount you wanted rather than a pre-packaged shrink-wrapped dollop, in a weight decided in some factory or other. There was a sense of community where everybody pulled together to help the most vulnerable and we still donkey-stoned our front steps and tried to source a declining supply of gas mantles. There were sufficient funds in the country to give those who had contributed to the system, welfare payments to help where needed.
Now, it seems the sole qualification for benefits, is to arrive at Dover or some other seaport or enter the country via the tunnel in the back of a lorry, while our own elderly have to decide whether to heat of eat.
Our politicians are more concerned with pretending to be world statesmen than looking after the industries and good people that put the Great in Britain and now we can’t even be trusted to lick an envelope or answer the telephone. Can anybody tell me where it all went wrong ?
Jim Walker, Preston
Putting foot down on youth
While travelling on a bus recently I was sitting on the rear seats, a few stops later a teenager boarded, with no acknowledgment to the driver except to show his ticket while chatting on his mobile phone, which is the norm these days, he proceeded to the rear of the bus and sat on the opposite side to me, nods were exchanged (no words).
Still conversing on the phone, he put his feet up on the seat in front of him I looked at him and pointed to his obviously new trainers and reluctantly, just for a moment, he stopped chatting and with a broad smile said, “nice aren’t they(pointing to his trainers) I got them for Christmas”. I told him I am not admiring your shoes get them off the seat it is not a foot rest,he looked at me and just muttered ugh! I rest my case.
J Farnworth, Grimsargh
Charity help will save lives
May I please thank all those supporters of Preston North End who kindly donated cash to our bucket collection at Deepdale on New Year’s Day. We raised £574.18 which is a magnificent sum, particularly given the current economic climate. This sum will be allocated specifically to Lytham Lifeboat Station.
May I also thank the management of North End, Mark Farnworth, the ground safety officer, who dealt with the arrangements for the collection and John Gledhill and his security team for their help on the day. We are grateful also to our team of collectors without whom we would not be able to hold such collections. RNLI receives no direct funding and the money required to pay for its life-saving work has to be raised from voluntary donations, collections and fundraising events.
The support we receive from the public is wonderful and is very much appreciated.
Vic Slater,vice chairman, RNLI, Bamber Bridge
A hand-written letter is best
Whilst I usually enjoy and agree with Darryl’s contributions (letters January 4), and I do agree with him that e-mails do have their place (I’m using this mode now by the way), but to me, the use of a good pen on quality paper to write a letter or send good wishes, to a friend or loved one, and drop it in a mail box while picking up my LEP, which is now 65p by the way, sorry Darryl but 60p to send a hand written letter to anywhere in the UK? Bargain!
Carl Thompson, Shawes Arms, Preston
Proud days of serving Queen
This picture (see above)is my late brother Tom who joined the Coldstream Guards in 1950, he is on the left.
His first posting was Tripoli, in Libya, then Egypt. He then came home for the Coronation of the Queen.
This picture was taken at Earls Court in 1953 where the guards were billeted after that a few days in Preston and then back to Egypt.
Back in Egypt he was involved in an explosion and received shrapnel wounds to the neck. He left the guards in 1955. My brother always said it was the biggest mistake he ever made.
George Benson, Preston
Remember war heroes sacrifice
Between Monday June 2 and Saturday, June 7 , I will be leading a group from the north of England to attend events in Normandy to commemorate the 70th Anniversary of the D-Day landings and the Normandy campaign in 1944.
There will be an opportunity to pay respects to a relative at the Commonwealth War Cemeteries and Memorials as well as attending special ceremonies in Caen, Bayeux and the landing beaches.
We will also visit significant areas associated with the Normandy Campaign.
En route we will visit Bletchley Park where the Enigma machine was used to significant effect in the campaign.
We still have a few places left and convenient local pick up points can be arranged.
I will be happy to supply details to any of your readers if they telephone me on 017683 41060 or 07710 270640 or write to me at the address below.
David Raw, 2, Eden Gate, Warcop, Appleby-in-Westmorland,
Cumbria CA16 6PL