Dear Gordon Brown
Dear Mr Brown.
I am writing (well typing) this open letter to you in the hope that you see (no pun intended) the error of your ways.In the past few days it has been revealed that you had the gall to send a personally hand-written, from the heart condolence letter to the mother of Guardsman Janes (my browser keeps trying to auto-correct to James there but I'm pretty sure I have spelled it correctly). In doing so, and by misspelling her name, you have personally insulted Mrs Janes, her publicist, and recent backers of the Tory Party, the Sun newspaper.
When will you learn? All letters to the public should be typed by an assistant, spell-checked, and only then should you add the personal touch of your rubber-stamp signature. This young man gave his life for our country, and you dared to take a personal interest? No wonder Mrs Janes, her publicist and the Sun newspaper is now trying to hound you from office.
You have now forced Mrs. Janes, her publicist and the Sun newspaper, to completely lose site of the importance of the death of her son in service for our country over a simple spelling error that would have been picked up in any spell-check (except mine, which is still insisting on James). You even forced her into illegally recording her phone call with you and passing it on to a national newspaper.
So here we are Mr Brown. I can forgive you. You didn't realise that pedantry was now a national obsession, but now you do, please don't let it happen again. No more personal letters. We want, nay demand, our leaders to be distant and uncaring.
Yours Aye (once again, no pun intended),
Chirs.
