Dear ALL and especially Mr F,

Your instructions. Mr F on how to find the straightforward to use classic editor led me on the pathway to retrieve it.  The classic editor did automatically open the second time I tried it;  but, now I know where to find it I will happily go through the process, if I have to, to open it up myself.

Once you’ve given the new block editor a try, it sticks to your site like a limpet, taking priority in opening up. If, therefore, you want to continue to avoid the block editor for as long as you can, and you also want to avoid the kerfuffle of finding your way back to it, DON’T TRY OUT THE NEW BLOCK EDITOR in the first place. Of course, I accept some people might wish to try it and also like it, so be it.

For those of us who liked what we had,Mr F’s instructions started as follows:

From your home page go to WP ‘My Sites’ left hand side

scroll down to to ‘WP Admin’. (it’s the last one listed)

Then click on the ‘posts icon’ (mine’s a board pin) which was the 3rd one down for Mr F. On my computer it was the second one down. It opens up a sub menu;

Then click on the ‘add new’.  This bit did not bring up the classic editor for me…remember limpets.  However- I saw;

On the top right hand side of the page there is access to settings. It’s the usual cog icon. You may have to click on the three vertical dots for a drop down menu.  In there (somewhere) you are given the option to ‘use the old classic editor’.

Happy hunting; have a delightful reunion!




Can I check the postage for this letter please.

The envelope is pushed easily in and through the standard post office template’s ‘large letter’ slot.


That’s a large letter, I am told.

There is a (standard) first class letter stamp already stuck on the envelope…… So how much is the extra ? I politely ask.

It is thirty pence more……. my total postage cost will be ninety pence,.

You’ll just need another first class stamp the assistant says …… ❓

Why….what is the value of a first class stamp? I ask…… Sixty pence, the assistant tells me.

I was just about to ask if she had thirty pence’s worth of stamps for me to add, when the manager, who had heard this exchange, intervened and guided the assistant to the appropriate value of stamps to give me from her counter sales book.

The excuse from the assistant,(no direct apology) was that this was her first day working at the Post Office counter.

It’s not difficult to understand why did I not feel kindly disposed the woman who served me. I was very barbed in my parting thanks to the manageress for sorting out the sale. As I departed, an inadvertent, (I think) loud sigh escaped from the lips of another counter assistant.


“Where did you get the letter, do you have the envelope?”

Three years ago, I roved through my data CD’s and turned up a letter that had been emailed to me a couple of years earlier. The letter had been sent from ‘Flossie’ C and addressed to someone in Washington D.C. in the early 1930’s. A close cousin of mine was working on our complicated family genealogy, and had obtained all sorts of items including this correspondence, (from who knows where). Did anyone in the family group know of this Flossie, he asked? As I did not know anyone this might fit at the time, I filed the letter away. Meantime, the family research was completed, printed up and placed on various bookshelves around the world.

As I studied this letter again, here at home in Scotland, a thought germinated. I sent a copy of it, attached to an email, to a 90 year old distant cousin, who at the time, was in Florida. Her response excited me. …”No” I told her, “there’s no envelope and I don’t have the original letter this was copied from” and I explained in what circumstances I had received it. I waited a couple of days.

“This is just too amazing, my older sister wrote this letter”. She was and still is affectionately known as Flossie. … “Flossie was waiting for security clearance to start a Government job in Washington D.C. Meantime, she got a relief job in a pharmacy, covering while staff had lunch breaks and whenever she was required. The letter was written to a family friend, telling him where she was and what she was doing”.

Flossie, being the author of this letter was over the moon at seeing it again, it brought back many memories. Unfortunately, I have never been able to assuage her curiosity as to how this correspondence reappeared in the manner it did.