Be safe but remember to be kind too

£25 STAR LETTER

Life changed last year when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I’m proud I managed to complete the six sessions of chemo and 15 sessions of radiotherapy but I’m bitter that I spent most of last year “shielding” from everyone in case I couldn’t complete my treatment, only to have to do the same again this year.

Receiving a cancer diagnosis makes you re-evaluate your life and that’s one of the few good things to come out of a devastating experience. I don’t stress about silly things any more and, corny as it may sound, I do now try to enjoy my life and make every day count.

I also pay tribute to the hard work and kindness of staff at Ninewells Hospital who helped me through. A year on from my diagnosis, I just try to be positive about the future.

For most people, lockdown was an inconvenience, a pain, a blip. Spare a thought for those of us whose future is uncertain.

Please think about others. Stay safe and remember to be kind. Name and address supplied

Missing the point

Sir Kenny Dalglish asks, “Why have Hearts waited until now to pursue court action?” (Post Match, June 21).

Well, it should be very obvious to most people. Ann Budge was prepared to give the other clubs every opportunity to see sense and agree to restructure the leagues so no club was unfairly disadvantaged. Sadly the selfish and shameless chairmen of many clubs have shown their true colours and must now be a joke to the rest of the sporting world.

William Maccallum by email

A verse to hold close

I read Francis Gay’s talking about the joy of a hug and thought I’d share part of a verse I copied from your paper, I believe, around 20 years ago. It feels very appropriate at the moment. I’m a granny and I am missing all of my hugs from my family terribly:

It’s wonderful what a hug can do – a hug can cheer you when you’re blue.

A hug can say “I love you so, oh how I hate to see you go”.

A hug is “welcome back again!” And “great to see you, wherever you been?”

A hug can soothe a small child’s pain, and bring a rainbow after rain.

A hug – there’s just no doubt about it, we scarcely could survive without it. A hug delights and warms and charms, it must be why God gave us arms.

Dorothy Coutts, by email

The greatest thing

I seem to spend more and more time trying to decide the very first thing, I’m going to do when we ever get properly out of lockdown. For most of the time, I’ve been imagining a pint of Guinness in my local. Sometimes, I think about going to a game.

But the last few weeks, all I can think about is getting the train to Largs and then the ferry over to Millport, walking along the front beneath a brilliant blue sky and licking a big 99.

It’s weird because whenever I’ve been to Millport, I never liked it.

B Sandison, Paisley