Letter to Rebecca #6

Postcard perverts, Puddlegate, a letter within a letter, and other ramblings

Dear Rebecca

It occurs to me that as you have never seen what I look like, you wouldn’t recognise me if we passed each other in the street. It’s easily done: I once walked past Elaine in the street without recognising her, and it wasn’t received very well. The fact that she’d just had her hair done had a bearing on it, but even so. For that reason I’ve i…