There was an item on the radio this morning about how much handwriting had deteriorated. Hardly surprising as everybody seems to communicate by text.
My writing has gone progressively downhill in the last three years. My joined up writing goes all over the shop. I still have friends who do not have e mail so I have to attempt to write to them. Must practise.
I am reminded of the boy's school report which said "Stephen's writing has improved considerably this term. I can now read what he has written. Unfortunately, it has also made obvious that he has no idea how to spell".
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Ramblings of a nonagenerian (vintage 1923). Grew up in Lambeth in the 20s and 30s. Lived and worked in London during World War II. I have been attempting to do the Telegraph Cryptic Crossword since 1939! (My daughter says I *have* to write this, but I am troubled as it sounds so conceited.) I bought my first computer aged 85 and am continually frustrated by the vagaries of the technological age.
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