I received a letter in the post the other day.

A proper letter.

Written on proper lined paper.

And handwritten in pen.

On both sides.

And it came in an envelope. Again handwritten and with a stamp.

How exciting!

It wasn’t actually addressed to me, but rather to “The Householder”.

But nonetheless, it was a ‘proper’ letter, and who gets many of those nowadays?

“Who could have sent this?” I wondered, as I carefully tore open the envelope.

Teresa, that’s who.

I don’t know any Teresa, but her neat  handwriting went into some detail, explaining that she lives locally and that she would like to invite me and my family to watch a series of “uplifting” videos currently showing online.

On the Jehovah’s Witness website.

The letter goes on to explain how God will restore the Earth to it’s original condition of paradise… blah, blah.

And Teresa even signed off with her full name and mobile telephone number, should I have any questions.

I hadn’t even considered it before, but here is another section of society that has been terribly affected by the pandemic.

I bet they’ll be glad when Covid is gone and they can go back to knocking on doors.

Not today, thank you, Teresa.