And, whatever we think, that is where most writing is to be seen today. Hand writing is on the wane as wall writing waxes. Graffiti scratches the parts fountain pens can’t reach. We are now all writers because, through the gift of the world wide web, people read what we write, be that number much less than the average readership of any well crafted epithet in the stall of a metropolitan public lavatory ( “My mother made me a homosexual. If I give her the wool, will she make me one?” genre or plain ” I love grils”). A massive world wide typing pool clatters away day and night eliminating the need for writing words, save rudimentary shopping lists, whilst reducing the 3R’s to a more manageable R – Reading. Rithmetic and Riting are dealt with by programs that are easier to learn than the real thing, but we still need to Read the screen of phones and computers, which is a bit annoying as a lot of shopping time is wasted in learning to Read. This may well be the time for a renaissance in scribes and readers. I have started a scheme in our local forest to get the creatures reading and writing, and I have no doubt that the wild boars and other other thinking creatures will soon be as literate as any TOWIE ( Tired of writing in English) and a lot more interesting .