I can’t be the only one who read about Nyree and Karl’s encounter in Dining Across the Divide (14 September) and felt a certain frisson between them suggesting they might have been more suited to Blind Date? Or noticed the room grow several degrees colder while Martha and Jack politely endured each other’s company in Blind Date (13 September) and wondered if they might have preferred to let rip at each other over politics instead? Time, maybe, for a crossover column – a bit like the series The Moment I Knew, but with starters and a wine list. Perhaps it could be called Dining Across the Blind Date Divide?
Nick Odell
Huddersfield, West Yorkshire
My husband’s faux pas was even more embarrassing (‘Someone must know this guy’: four-year wedding crasher mystery solved, 12 September): he was the usher at the wrong church. Mildly surprised at the guests his friends had invited, he politely enquired “bride or groom?” until the groom and best man arrived! He hotfooted across town in time to see the happy couple emerging from their church.
Valerie Gidenw
Faversham, Kent
It is a sad reflection on Britain that it needs a specific law to make public bodies tell the truth (Hillsborough law will mean serious wrongdoing is punished, says Lammy, 15 September).
Peter Wilson
Windermere, Cumbria
I expect I was not the only one to shed tears after reading Carol Ann Duffy’s poem (17 September). What an obscene world we live in.
Roland White
Bognor, West Sussex
