Postcards are things I’m passionate about – whether it’s browsing, writing, sending, or collecting them – so I’ve decided to write a magazine article about the travel postcard. If you share the passion and would like to share any postcard tales with me for my story, I’d love to read them. I’m keen for anything … Read more about Postcard stories
While I admit to writing personal messages on the postcards I send to people (knowing too well that a bored postman somewhere might have a read), I’ve never considered sharing secrets on a card for the world to see. But that’s exactly what thousands of people all over the planet do when they send their … Read more about Postcards: sending secrets
When I used to buy postcards I would browse the racks for hours. Or so it seemed. The card had to be just right. It had to represent as accurately as possible the things I had experienced, the places I had been, and the stuff I had seen. If there was a connection between the … Read more about Postcards: our processes of selection and identity formation
The last time I recall sending postcards was in April and May 2006, to my mum. My mother had been hit by a car and was in hospital in a coma in Perth, Australia. My husband and I were in Thessaloniki and about to collect a hire car to travel around Greece researching a chapter … Read more about Postcards: to my mum
During our travels in Europe, my mother and I seemed to spend more time addressing the postcards than writing them, the world around us proving more distracting than we anticipated. And we’d laugh each time it was time to move on to another country, because we still had a stack of unwritten cards with stamps … Read more about Postcards: does anyone read them?