JOHN Phillpott, God bless his cotton socks, writes (Evening News, June 12) "there are now many ordinary souls filled with apprehension about what the future may hold".
I often lie awake wondering what destiny has in store. Then I get up, make a mug of tea, wash my face in cold water, and sit on my balcony playing Classic Gold on my radio and gazing at the stars. Such is life.
GEORGE COWLEY
Worcester.
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