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I re­cently watched the film I, Daniel Blake and I thought it this film por­trays so ac­cu­rately what real life is like in our coun­try in this day and age.

It showed how dif­fi­cult it is for peo­ple who are not com­puter lit­er­ate to ap­ply for help with benefits, job ap­pli­ca­tions, etc.

I think this film should be shown to our politi­cians be­cause it may just show them what de­cent work­ing class peo­ple have to en­sure to try to help get what they are en­ti­tled to.

Watch this film, it is an ex­cel­lent pro­duc­tion and so ac­cu­rate.

– L.Baird, Kil­marnock Time to paws

I was ap­palled to read about the rise of il­le­gal dog breed­ers in Scot­land. And all be­cause peo­ple want the lat­est de­signer pet.

– I Robert­son, St Fil­lans, Perth Give it a rest

I see Don­ald MacLeod is try­ing to make a fool of the Orange Or­der again. This time he is in­volv­ing Billy Con­nolly. Such a shame from such a good pa­per.

– Tommy Cair­ney, Coat­bridge Ode to joy

We live in a time when bad news re­ports out­weigh good news re­ports. But to read in The Sun­day Post about the won­drous med­i­cal at­ten­tion given to baby Au­gus­tine went some way to high­light­ing that there are gifted and car­ing peo­ple who work tire­lessly and per­form good deeds ev­ery day.

The story, prom­i­nent on the front page, was a wel­come, pos­i­tive news story and de­servedly so. Con­grat­u­la­tions to ev­ery­one in­volved in the op­er­a­tion and all good wishes to the Somers fam­ily, es­pe­cially Au­gus­tine, truly a lit­tle mir­a­cle.

– Joe Cush­nan, Work­sop Text ap­peal

I was sorry to hear about the young wo­man in Welling­bor­ough, Not­ting­hamshire knocked down while look­ing at her phone on New Year’s Eve.

It is a sad re­flec­tion of our so­ci­ety, there ap­pears to be a gen­er­a­tion that walk about with their eyes glued to their screens, for the sake of their safety they need to look up and not down.

No text or call is worth risk­ing your life.

– Gor­don Kennedy, Perth In with bang

I had to laugh at Don­ald MacLeod’s gloomy pre­dic­tions in last week’s pa­per.

Who could have fore­cast that four of my friends would be hos­pi­talised over Christ­mas, our New Year party can­celled, and, in the early hours of Sun­day, a car driven at high speed into the study of our house.

It flat­tened a 10-foot tree, our neigh­bour’s gate and the rail­ings that were in­stalled in 1868. It also took out the wall be­neath our sash win­dow, throw­ing the stone lin­tel three feet into the room. The room looks like an earth­quake has struck. Happy New Year!

– El­iz­a­beth O’Re­gan, Lin­coln Bor­der bore

The Golden Years page in Post Match last Sun­day was fas­ci­nat­ing as usual, but half way through the piece on Pre­ston North End in the 1938 FA Cup Fi­nal, I couldn’t help a slight groan, as I saw the Scot­tish play­ers de­scribed as “from the north side of Hadrian’s Wall”.

Does no-one look at a map these days? Most of Northum­ber­land is north of the wall, as is part of Cum­bria. At its great­est ex­tent, the dis­tance from the wall to the Scot­tish bor­der is something like 70 miles.

– Jeff Lewis, White­field

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