Letter

Letter to Sundar Pichai - chief executive officer

 of Alphabet Inc. and its subsidiary Google

_________________________________________________

Mr Sundar Pichai

Google Headquarters

1600 Amphitheatre Parkway Mountain View,

CA 94043

USA

28 May 2022

Dear Mr Pichai,

I am writing to you on behalf on many thousands of Blogger users. Recently we have been irritated by issues surrounding comments when attempting to leave them on other people's blogs.

Frequently, comments end up in the "spam" folder or disappear altogether. As you can imagine, this is most frustrating.

Of course no blogger wants to see any "spam" in what many of us refer to as the blogosphere but why designate legitimate friendly comments from known correspondents as "spam"? This just not make sense. Perhaps it is all just a technical glitch

I have read all about you in Wikipedia and I have seen photographs of you too. You look like a nice, friendly chap - the kind of fellow who recognises that it makes good business sense to keep Google clients and users happy.

We recognise that you are a busy man with lots of  important decisions and phone calls to make but we hope and expect you will make time to personally sort out the matter I have described above.

If you need extra information or assistance with regard to "spam" comments, I will be most happy to assist.

Yours sincerely,

 

Yorkshire Pudding (Mr)

(Union of Transcontinental Bloggers)

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Dusk

This is my favourite view of one of the roads into Trelawnyd

Cwm Road from the South.

My cottage is the at the end on the left

It’s heading towards dusk but is warm and peaceful 

I had a date today. 

Just a walk and a coffee along the prom.

There was no spark although Dorothy seemed to like him.

I thought about it all I walked up the lane towards home.

Animal helper Pat, stopped to chat .

So we laughed a bit and I forgot what I was thinking about

Nothing important

 

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Catch Up

 Like the meaning of the song Send In The Clowns, I’ve always been baffled of just how untidy my cottage becomes when I am on a run of long shifts.

It looks like a midden.

I’ve just worked two long days and today is my day off between two more.

And so it’s  a cleaning day.

Doors and windows open

Music on

Tidying and cleaning is a repetitive, mindless and also mindful chore

Everything ordered 

Everything in its place

Albert’s snot marks on his window refuge gone

The sad underpants in the wash

And with the kitchen smelling magnificently of lemons and bleach 

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