Postcards, the text messages of their day


Sir, – Owen Dawson’s interesting piece about his collection of old postcards (An Irishman’s Diary, November 27th), and the speed with which they could be delivered for the price of a ha’penny stamp, reminds me of a relation of mine who lived in Sandymount in the early 1920s.

Each morning he would travel by train to his medical practice in Howth, peruse his appointment book, then pen a card with an important message such as: “Will be late for dinner, dear. Probably about six.” This would catch the 11am collection, and his good wife would have the card by the 4pm delivery. – Yours, etc,


Sandymount, Dublin 4.