Brutal honesty about Preston bus station | Letters


In your print edition, Oliver Wainwright describes Preston bus station, opened in 1969, as “a gleaming monument to the days when bus travel was as thrilling as space flight” (Four of Britain’s brutalist gems, 18 January). Clearly he never had to wait for hours back then in that soulless, draughty hangar of misery, on a cold, dark, rainy Monday evening in November, for the Ribble bus that never came.
Mark Seacombe
Pucklechurch, South Gloucestershire

In a letter (17 January), I misread the line “Writing in the dark with a pencil is challenging for obvious reasons, but I see it as an opportunity to dial up the ambience” as “… an opportunity to dial up the ambulance”. Heaven knows the mischief one can get up to, using a sharpened pencil in the dark.
Jennifer Leach
Norwich

Organic peanut butter is available, free from palm oil (Letters, 17 January). Storing the jar upside down (before it’s been opened) will prevent the tedious need to mix the contents.
Patricia Whitehead
Fortis Green, London

Oh dear! After all these years I’ve become a royalist (Prince Harry says Sun publisher made ‘historic admission’ as he settles case, 22 January).
Alan Pearson
Durham

“Chilli no carne” (Recipe, 18 January)? We call it chilli con.
Helen Casey
Wargrave, Berkshire

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