The Letters...

Dear Ms Nixie, I heard about you and your penchant for the spirit world and clocks.  I heard of you from an undisclosed location and un- discovered wormhole through time in the general vicinity of a 1.21 gigawatt of electricity. It is with much delight that we, the history makers, the weavers of time, the thread to every grammatical ellipsis,  the who in forgotten and remembered, the stories in hallways and the woven yarns of yesteryear might make contact with the present to offer some hindsight and forwards motion. We have a saying in Ireland Ms;  " May you have the hindsight to know where you have been, the foresight to know where you are going and the insight to know when you have gone too far..." I came back to tell you history is stuck. Hindsight and foresight need to be married and there's been an awful lot of racing ahead. I was chosen as one of the spokespeople but I don't represent any one religion, any one gender, any one sexual orientation or race. I c

Dear Ms Nixie, My name is Fay and I live in a lighthouse, well at least in spirit anyway, but as you might even have heard; "True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen." He was a strange cat, don't you think? Franceios De LaRochefoucald, caught between aiding the nobility and threatening it...never could make up his mind and I must say theres nothing more annoying than that. I'm not exactly writing for advice only that you might pass on a message to the living Ms. Would you mind terribly being the go-between before I continue? Yours, Ms Fay Howe. Dear Ms Howe, Why of course. I would be most obliged to publish your message my dear. Yours, Nixie. Dear Ms Nixie, BOO! Yours, Ms Fay Howe. Ghost. The Lighthouse Keeper... Dear Fay, I'd like to say I'm spooked but I'm not dear. Time travel and ghosts and spirituality is of special interest to me. Contrary to such concentrations I am also well versed in count