A Direct Communication, But Absolutely Not A Letter Of Complaint To Time Magazine, 11 June 1993

I have just started retro-blogging Janie’s and my first big adventurous holiday, 25 years ago, to China, Hong Kong and Bali:

An Anticlimactic Start To My & Janie’s First Big Travel Adventure Together, 14 to 16 November 1993

While wading through some papers connected with that holiday, I found the following photocopy of a letter to Time Magazine, who, it seems, were unwilling to say goodbye to me as a paying customer, despite my attempts to cancel my subscription.

Why the letter starts on the right hand page and moves on to the left I think is just a photocopying thing. Or it might be an ethnic quirk…he says, without a hint of irony.

As the letter makes clear in the last sentence, it is not a complaint. Goodness only knows what a complaint from me would have looked like back then.

Anyway, the letter made me laugh when I uncovered it after all these years. It made me realise that I am not turning into a cantankerous old git…I was always a cantankerous git…I’m just “gitting” older.