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I should very much like to get some of this flaneurism stuff. Is there some cafe you know of where I could perhaps indulge in some flaneury along with some fellow flaneurers?
Yours most sincerely,
Miss de Haviland
*Miss de Haviland frequents the Brighton (of Graham Greene fame) area.
My dear Miss de Haviland,
We at 'The Flaneur' do most sincerely hope that kindred spirits in the Brighton area rally to your standard, with all the haste that can be mustered without the derangement of carefully coiffured facial hair, exquisite attire or appropriate mien.
Brighton was in fact host to the December 2003 conference of La Société des Flâneurs Sans Frontières, a most memorable event in which the Tibetan delegates introduced us to the techniques of high altitude flanerie, before the authorities mistook the Himalayan hamster for a small but particularly ill favoured dog and banned the lot of us from the pier.
I remain, madam, utterly sozzled,
Dear Sir, Madam or Eunuch,
It pains me to have to write to express my great dissatisfaction with the paltry coverage your website has devoted to the Nordern-European branch of Flaneurie, better know as flanelling.
Being of Amsterdam extraction myself, I know this variant intimately and - for a hefty fee - I am more than willing to write a short summary of the movement's main characteristic.
Please let me know if you wish to proceed.
Drs Henry C.W. Pigeonroof DAFL
Dear Dr. Pigeonroof,
The omission so far of any reference in 'The Flaneur' to the gentle art of Nord-European 'flanelling' is indeed a sad reflection on the state of the world. How did we sink so low? Where will it all end? And when? And will I have time to finish my cocktail? We are most interested in your kind offer to furnish us with the history of this noble, mead-lubricated art, and would very much like to accept. However, the reference to a 'hefty fee' is, quite frankly sir, somewhat less enticing. Perhaps I can persuade you to consider a tidy sum instead?
Dear de Vouvray,
Drs Henry C.W. Pigeonroof DAFL
I wonder if I may draw to your esteemed attention a new web-site 'The Flaneur' at www.theflaneur.co.uk . These fellows claim to represent some suspicious sounding organisation called 'La Societe des Flaneurs Sans Frontieres' (or somesuch).
Whilst finding your site both amusing and informative, I am frankly appalled by your current feature ‘Dead Men’s Shoes On Transylvania Avenue’. Clearly this individual De Ath lacks any sense of historical perspective and worse still has absolutely no respect for our brave servicemen and women who sacrifice themselves to put bread on his table. It is obvious that De Ath is a thoroughly scurrilous Marxist supporting an utterly discredited political viewpoint and should be consigned to the dustbin of history along with those he supports. Having married into the German aristocracy, Marx proceeded to feed his good wife and children upon a diet of potatoes and water. The man never did a stroke of work in his life. It is high time that the people of this country appreciated what is being done in their name. Good God, were it not for our superior intelligence, we too would be living in some bloody mud hut in some Christ-forsaken desert! I sincerely hope that your organ provides no further opportunity for the expression of such seditious opinions.
Lt-Col Sir William Shrapnel V.C. Rtd.
I would like to take strong exception to Shrapnel's slur on Dr De Ath, accusing him of being some kind of communist troublemaker. I have known De Ath for many years, even travelling through Mongolia and across the Gobi Desert with him, and I can personally vouch for him as a mere anarchist ne'er-do-well.
Dear Sir/ Madam,
Perusing a literary journal recently, I came upon the following advertisement:
I was wondering if the readers of ‘The Flâneur’ may advise me if I have spent my £650 wisely. My mum thinks I’m a twit.
Horatio ‘Spotty Twit’ Anorak (18 ¾)
I would like to complain in the strongest possible terms about the relentless litany of complaints and threatened cancellation of subscription published endlessly in this letters page. If anyone complains about this letter, I shall cancel my subscription forthwith.
Lt Col. VC Squatter (15th Lightly Poached Okapi, Nilgiri Division)