Gay Love Letters

I adore letters. I bewail the loss of stationery; heavy crinkle edged, watermarked and perfumed: the fountain pen, even the pencil. Pressed flowers and tear stains.There�s something very visceral about actual letters, perhaps it�s the time they take to write, the fact that they can�t be amended without heavy crossing outs or destroying the work one has put into them and starting again. There�s a