Why the Guardian is a paper worth waiting for – and sticking with

When I was a little girl living in Truro in the 1950s, my parents couldn’t afford a daily paper. tuttavia, Truro City Library held an auction each year to sell off all the periodicals they had had for their readers.

Mio padre, a Manchester man, always bid for the Manchester Guardian and Punch magazine, and used to “collect” the precious papers each weekend (Lettere, 27 aprile).

When I asked what was the point of having the paper so late, I was told that the Manchester Guardian had much more in it than just the news, and that one day I would appreciate that. I soon did, I do now, and have done for many decades.

I’ve included my maiden name as I have already been found by two old friends via my Guardian letters, and hope that my maiden name might find some more (Lettere, 20 aprile).
Sally Smith (née Wiseman)
Redruth, Cornwall

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